We are family no matter what
Summary: Donnie has some bad thoughts and One night he goes to his dad for comfort...
A/N: why do I keep writing parental figures comfort fics?!?! Whyy?!?!! Anyway, I had this stuck on my mind but didn't know how to start because I have been busy. Hope you enjoy 💜💜
We are family no matter what
Splinter was laying on his bed, It was past midnight. It had been five years since he became a dad to four mutant turtle babies, and he was training them to be ninjas and amazing young boys one day. Raph was seven, Leo and Donnie were six and Mikey was five. He was trying to be the best dad he could, yeah even with his flaws, but he was still doing a really good job at it. He was about to fall asleep, until he heard some light steps coming from afar. Then he heard sniffling and sobbing, he got up and then he saw little Donnie crying with his glasses in his hands. As soon as he saw his dad, the little soft shell run and flung himself into his dad's arms. He started to cry again while Splinter was still trying to process everything that happend. He held his baby boy and started to whisper:
-He-hey Purple! What happend? Did you have a bad dream?
But Donnie didn't respond, he started to cry even harder and started clinging to his dad. Splinter was quite surprised, Donnie was never always this open to affection in general, but still, he started to slightly rock his baby and started to hum a little lullaby to calm him down:
-Close your eyes...have no fear. The monster's gone, he's on the run and your daddy's here. Beautiful beautiful beautiful, beautiful boy~
After this, the little tot started to feel a little better. Seeing his son calmer, Splinter asked again:
-So, Donatello, what happend that made you cry?
The purple tot sniffed and adjusted his glasses, and then he started to talk:
-Are...are you gonna leave us? Like saying you're going to the mall and never coming back?
Splinter was taken aback, he never even thought about that...NEVER!
-WHAT? What makes you think that Purple? You are my babies, I would never abandon you!
-It's just that...I read that sometimes turtles have to...to live with their own kind and that they...they don't grow up well in another environment away from other turtles...so...I thought that you knew and were gonna leave us...
Splinter was shocked, to say the least, but he started to caress Donnie's shell and started to talk:
-Donatello, there is something you have to know...before I met you and your brothers, I had no idea what my life had become. I was living like there was no tomorrow and had literally no motivation except travelling and acting. But...when you four came into my life...I couldn't just leave you. You were my kids, my babies...my everything. And...what you read maybe isn't all that true.
Donnie titled his head a little, full of curiosity:
-Because whoever wrote It has never seen a family like ours. Families come in ALL shapes and sizes, and even thought I am a rat-man and you are turtles...we are family, no matter what.
The soft shell was now shocked and he started to tear up again, but this time It was from happiness. Splinter realized this and so he scooped him up and held him in his arms, which Donnie gladly accepted. Then Splinter started to nuzzle his cheeks into his son's neck. The tot was taken aback as he felt his dad's whiskers against his neck, and so he started to giggle at the tickly sensation:
-Nohoho...dahahad! Nohohot thehere!
The rat man suddenly realized what he was doing, and then he got a "wonderful awful idea". He knew his sons liked tickles, so he tought "why not" and started to scribble against Donnie's sides.
The baby turtle screamed as he tried to break free as he flapped his hands around, stimming happily at the tickles.
-What are you talking about Purple? I'm not doing anything~
-YOU'RE THIHIHICKILIHIHING MEHEHE!!!!!
-What??! Me? Tickling you? Oh I would never~
As he said this he started to nuzzle into Donnie's neck to make his whiskers tickle while tickling his tummy.
-DAHAHAD NOHOHO!! LEHEHET MEHEHE GOHOHOHO!!!
Donnie begged still laughing
-But why?? You seem to be enjoying yourself huh Purple?
As he said this, Splinter lifted up Donnie's pijama shirt and blew a big raspberry right in his tummy:
-HAHAHAHAHAGGSJSHSH STOHOHOHOPPP HAHAHAHA!!
-I really don't understand why you are laughing so hard Purple, but you seem happy! So...I should continue! Don't you think?
And the rat man continued to blow raspberries on Donnie's tummy. The little softshell was dying from laughter, after a while Splinter started to rub the ghost tickles away. He scooped Donnie up and started to rub his shell, which made the little tot melt into the touch.
-How are you feeling buddy?
-Better...thanks *yawn* dad...
Splinter chuckled softly hearing the little tot yawning. Slowly, Donnie started to fall asleep. Splinter tucked him into bed and layed next to him. As the rat man started to doze off, he smiled knowing that his family was safe.
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A/N: OKK SO, Sorry if It's short but I've been focusing on writing the first part of my Artemisia fanfic...but anyways 🥲. Hope you enjoyed 💗💗💗