Donnie's Adventures in Babysitting

Title: Donnie's Adventures in Babysitting

Author: Donnie'sTwilight

Summary: Donnie has just gotten back from Japan after fifteen years of growing up with Shredder. In the sewers of New York where he had built his lair for himself, he finds seven little kids. Four of the seven are little mutants. The rest of them are human. Will Donnie abandon them and let them live on their own or will Donnie take them in and raise them by himself?

Pairings: none

Rating: T (for a little swearing-in later chapters)

Disclaimer: I do not own the Turtles. I never have and I never will, unless a miracle happens.

A/N: Sorry for not updating my other story. This is just something I'm writing to get over my writer's block for The Beginning of Something Beautiful. I promise to update that story, but this is just a random story I thought up as I was watching how responsible Donnie feels over the Pulverizer (Timothy) and it's cute because Donnie can feel so protective over people.

Chapter 1: Interesting Discovery

POV: Donnie's (None of the other characters are old enough to write from their point of view. :D)

I will never look back on my past. It was a pretty cruel one. Now, it's not like I spent my entire life fending for myself, learning and growing up completely alone. No, that's what I wish would've happened. I was taken in after my mutation and I was abused by a guy who calls himself the Shredder. It was not fun. At all.

Sure, I learned lots of things from my past, but I would've preferred to live on my own and learn by myself. That would be better than living with the guy I grew up with.

I've been in New York for three days. I was raised in New York, but I moved to Japan four years ago when I was eleven. I'm hoping Shredder wouldn't guess that I'd go someplace I've liven in. Because he thinks it's too obvious for a genius like me to go to the one place I knew the best. That's exactly why I came here. I tricked him into thinking that I'd go to New York, so he'd think that I'd go someplace else because he really doesn't think I'm that stupid to give away my location before I'd leave. Yeah, or I'm just that smart for hiding right under his nose. So, it'll be a while before he realizes that I'm hiding in New York.

As you may have caught on, I'm a freaking genius. I'm probably the smartest person out there. Or...smartest mutant out there, at least. Yes, I am a mutant turtle. I've been one ever since before I was one. But, I have learned many things, from how to make toast to how to diffuse a nuclear bomb. Yeah, I've done that before. It was fun.

I sighed as I snuck back down into the sewers, heading for the lair I had created when I was living in New York. I left all of my things here before I moved to Japan. Luckily, I had a bag to take all of my stuff from Japan back with me. So, I have everything. I wasn't leaving anything behind me.

I smiled as I maneuvered past the alarms I had set. It was all old to me. They were simple little trip wires I set when I was five. I was just never down here long enough to improve them. So, it was rather easy to sneak past them. Only an idiot would not know how to get passed them. But, I did think they were cool when I was five. But, even though I could do better, I remembered by heart where each of them were.

I dropped my bag by the couch in my lair and I plopped down, getting a feel for the place. It's been a while since I've been here. And I was tired. Sure, I didn't have to do much to get here. All I really had to do was sneak past security in every single airport and wait for my flights, and then I didn't have to do anything else from there. Even though the airport at Denver is packed with security, I still made it past them without any one noticing anything. But, it could be tiring. At least Shredder probably thinks that I went somewhere in Asia. Eh, but that's his problem. Maybe he thinks I went to China. But, who knows? And who cares?

One of the reasons why I left was because Shredder kept insisting that I marry his daughter, Karai. Why he wanted a mutant turtle to marry his human daughter, I'll never know. I guess it was because I was a powerful ninja. That could be it. But, my problem was that I didn't like her. I thought that she was too over-confident of her work that she'll never be a true ninja. That's her problem now, though.

The other reason I left was because Shredder abused me. It was...in one word, cruel. Whenever I couldn't get a move right, he kept beating me to the ground every time I messed it up until I had it perfected. Maybe that's why I'm such a good ninja now. I've had a lot of training. But, training down here will be so much nicer. I won't have to worry about anyone hurting me. I'm on my own now. No one can tell me what to do if I mess up. But, I still probably won't mess up if I can help it. I'm slightly paranoid.

Suddenly, I heard something move from the opposite side of the room. Ninja instincts kicked in and I grabbed my Bo-staff from where it was on the floor. I slowly made my way over to the spot where I heard the sound coming from, drawing my Bo-staff in front of me. As I got closer, I realized it was not coming from inside the lair, but coming from one of the tunnels.

I tiptoed through the sewer water surrounding the lair, stepping over the trip wires with ease and precision. I paused mid-step when I heard crying coming from below me. I looked down and saw that a little figure was all caught in the last trip wire, completely entwined by it. Okay, when I said only an idiot wouldn't know how to pass them, I mean idiots and babies or little kids don't know how to pass them.

But, I got down on my knees and quickly untied the little fella. I felt bad for him, and I felt partially guilty. He could've been seriously hurt because of me.

When I caught the eyes, they were reddish, almost brown. But, they were browner than mine. Mine were actually red. But, his eyes were cute.

"Oh, come here. I'm sorry," I murmured, picking him up. I cradled the little guy in my arms for all of two seconds before I realized that the little kid was a mutant. No human was that furry. I looked at him closer and found that he was a little mutant rat. He was pretty cute, though. I smiled down at the mutant and stood up. The little guy reached down for the ground. I set him down, confused. He pointed over to the shadows in the tunnel we were in. As I peered into the darkness, my other ninja senses kicked in, like being able to see better in the dark. I realized that six little kids sat in those shadows. I could see them clearly enough to tell that three of them were humans, and three of them were mutant turtles. Just like me. My eyes widened.

"How did you guys get down here?" I asked them before mentally slapping myself across the face. Of course they wouldn't know. They were just little babies. They wouldn't understand a word I said. But, I had to think logically. I've been a mutant for a long time. The farthest I could remember back was when I was first mutated. That was fifteen years ago. I could understand talking a day or two after that. I just couldn't talk for a while. So, even if they could understand me, they wouldn't be able to answer. Just great.

I contemplated on how I'd get them all home. I couldn't carry all seven of them in my arms without risk of either hurting one of them, dropping one of them, or forgetting one of them here. Then an idea popped into my head, like always.

"Stay here. I'll be right back," I told the seven of them and ran back to the lair, avoiding the trip wires. I grabbed my bag full of stuff and dumped everything on the couch. I darted back to the kids, hoping all of them had listened to me.

Luckily, they all hadn't moved. Good. I crouched down and scooped up the little rat. I set him down in the bag and he smiled up at me. I chuckled and picked up one of the little turtles. I winced when that one beat me in the head with his fist.

"You could at least be nice to me. I'm trying to help you," I sighed as I set that turtle in the bag next to the rat. The turtle didn't hit the rat and I was grateful for that. I'd be okay if he hit me. I'm used to so much more. But, it would not be okay if he hurt someone else. I turned to one of the humans this time. I decided to pick up one of the little boys. He hit me in the jaw, which hurt slightly. These kids had powerful swings. I shook my head and put him in the bag. I also put the other two humans in the bag. I didn't dare zip it up. I would just let them sit in it. I'd walk steadily enough so they wouldn't fall out and I'd be able to easily catch one of them if one of those two kids got volatile with the others and tried to push them out. I carried the other two turtles.

I walked back to the lair, keeping a good grip on the two turtles, one of which was really squirmy. Thankfully, the other one stayed still.

When I got back into the lair, I set the bag down on the floor by the couch slowly and I put the two turtles down. All of the little kids looked up at me aside from the two volatile kids, who were too busy hitting each other to focus on me. I put my hands between them and lightly shoved them away from each other. They sat in their new spots, not happy with me or the other. I shook my head. Kids can be such a pain.

"Okay, so I'm not exactly sure how to take care of little kids, since I've never had to do that before. But, I suppose it's necessary now. And I would really appreciate it if you could behave and make this easier for me," I started off, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

They all started at me with the same dumbfounded look on their faces. I scoffed. "Okay, we'll have to work on that because you'll have to pay attention to me if you ever want to survive here. Because I'm nice now. If you don't listen, you will see a side of me that nobody likes," I warned them.

I saw one of the turtles-the squirmy turtle, I believe-reach for the couch. I looked up and saw that my stuff was about to fall off of the couch, some already laying on the floor. I scooped everything up and I shoved it all back in the bag, zipping it up. The little turtle began to wail.

I sighed and pulled the simplest thing from my bag. Also, the thing least likely to hurt him. It was a piece of fruit that I had saved. I handed it to the little guy and he squealed as he took it into his hands and shoved it in his mouth happily. I saw all the others looking at me expectantly.

"Okay, I'll be right back with fruit for all of you," I said and stood up. I went out to the kitchen and grabbed some fruit out of the fridge. I had been allowed to visit New York a week before I left, and so when I wasn't being watched, I snuck down here and restocked the kitchen, because at that point, I knew I was running back here. I was pretty good on food and stuff to drink. Thankfully, I still had like about twenty-seven frozen bags of coffee in the freezer. I was good on coffee for a while. And I brought back even more from Japan. Yum. Coffee.

I sat back down with the fruits and I used one of my shuriken to slice up the fruit. I knew it was bad for my shuriken, to be used for something other than ninja training and in battle, but I could always make more. I'm good at making them.

I handed out the pieces of fruit and I made sure that none of them stole any fruit from the others around them. Except the volatile turtle tried to take the piece of fruit from the baby rat. I have the baby turtle a glare and the turtle backed off. I guess red eyes glaring at you can only be scary to anyone. I was just lucky I had red eyes, although I'm not evil. The rat smiled at me. I smiled back.

"I'm keeping my eye on you," I warned the turtle who grumbled a bit under his breath, and it was just unintelligible babble.

"Good. Now, I imagine you guys are all tired. I don't know how long you guys have been without food, or water, or sleep, so if you need anything, just please try to get my attention. I'm willing to get you just about anything," I told them, smiling an assuring smile. Now, I just had to find a place for them to sleep. I mean, the only real mattress I have is in my room, and I don't want them in there now, so I have to use an air mattress for them. I probably have an air mattress around here somewhere. I'm pretty good with back-up of just about anything. Like mattresses.

I told them to stay put and I ran up to my room. I dug around in the closet in my room, hoping to find the stupid air mattress. It better be in here because I don't ever remember getting rid of it or taking it anywhere else. Normally, I shove things I get but don't need in my closet. And if I don't need it, I don't move it.

Ah, ha! Here it is! I grabbed it down from the top shelf and went back down to the kids.

I found that the little squirmy turtle was trying to pick up the shuriken, all the others watching him. I gasped and grabbed the shuriken before he could touch it. "No one touches the weapons in this place. Do you hear me?" I demanded. I really didn't want them to hurt themselves with my weapons. I'd feel directly guilty even though it wasn't directly my fault.

I'm surprised the squirmy turtle didn't start crying at my actions and cold voice. I guess I must sound like I know what I'm talking about. All of them must get that by now. And I do know what I'm talking about. I've known about what I'm talking about ever since I was little and I could talk.

I set the box on the floor, sliding the shuriken into a little pocket in my belt. I opened the box and pulled the folded-up air mattress out. I watched as the little kids' eyes lit up.

"You like this, huh? Well, you'll love it even more when you find out that I can blow air into it," I said and moved the box out of the way. I found the little opening to put air in it and I held it to my mouth. They watched with interest as I puffed air into it.

I blew air into it for a few minutes until it was full of air. I closed the hole and they all smiled at me, even the volatile ones. I smiled back.

"Okay. This is where you guys will be sleeping," I explained to them. I grabbed the rat and set him on the bed. He giggled a bit and laid back on it. Now, all of them were reaching for me so I'd put them on the mattress. Okay, maybe this won't be that bad. I mean, the only way they'd pop it is if they jumped on it-as far as I can tell, they couldn't even stand, more or less jump-or if they started poking it with sharp objects, which I won't let them have. Teeth were a different story. The rat had little teeth, which makes me think that he's a little older than the rest of them. I bet he wouldn't chew on it, though. But, hey, you never know.

I went back up to my room and pulled out extra pillows and blankets. I brought them all downstairs and dumped them on the mattress. The little kids squealed with delight, which I thought was absolutely adorable.

I kneeled on the bed and organized the pillows at the top. I moved all the kids so their heads were laying on the pillows and I tucked them in. I was about to get up when I felt little hands on mine. I looked at them and saw that the rat, one of the human baby boys-not the volatile one-the baby human girl, and two of the three baby turtles-the squirmy one and the quiet one-had their hands on mine. I sighed and smiled.

"Okay. I'll sleep down here with you guys tonight," I told them. I got up briefly and took off any weapons I had on me. I put them all on the couch with my bag before crawling onto the air mattress and wiggling under the blankets next to the kids. I said goodnight to all of them and before I knew it, I was fast asleep.

A/N: Okay, so in case you could not figure this out by now, here's a guide below to each kid and who they are.

The rat : Splinter(duh)

The volatile turtle : Raph(who else?)

The volatile human boy : Casey

The little human girl : April

The squirmy turtle : Mikey

The silent turtle : Leo

The nice human boy : Timothy (The Pulverizer) (because I think he would look cute as a kid and Donnie is already so protective of Timothy anyway, as seen in the new turtles series)

The season of the new turtles just ended today. I have to wait until September for season 2! It looks good, though, and worth the wait! I'll probably update again today because I miss the new turtles.