Please read a/n at bottom you won't regret it! :) :)
Leo
You were up in the middle of the night, starving to death. It hadn't really occurred to your boyfriend that it would be a good idea to feed you something other than pizza every night. So you had snuck out a little bit earlier to go to the grocery store down the corner to buy some fruits, vegetables, and most importantly, bread.
You made a quick sandwich, and ate in while pacing in the kitchen. You really hoped Leo wouldn't wake up and figure out that you had snuck out earlier in the day, instead of cleaning the bathroom, like you said you were.
"Y/n?" Leo said groggily, walking into the kitchen.
"Oh, um, hi Leo!" You said, hiding the sandwich behind your back.
"What're you doing without your prince? I have to protect you from the evil dragon King Yoshi." Leo said, lunging at you.
"Um, Leo? Cut it out, you're scaring me!" You said, dodging him.
"Mmm, cookies. I'm...I'm tired." Leo beamed, before falling over onto the ground, snoring.
You then realized he had his eyes closed the whole time. Leo sleepwalked.
Well, it explained why you woke up cold sometimes.

Raph (it always autocorrects to 'Ralph' for some reason)
He had been a little distant for a few days, and you wanted to give him some space so he could chill. You had basically invaded all of her personal space at once, after all. You would be loosing your mind if Raph had to share your room.
You hung out with the couch and Mikey, watching him play some video games all alone. After awhile, he handed you a controller, and you were content to sit and play Mariokart with him.
When it was getting close to dinner time, you decided to go and check up on him.
There was a sign on the door that said "Stay out!" but you ignored it. However, the door was cracked open, and you peeked inside. To your utter amusement, Raph was crawling along the floor, scrubbing the baseboards. The rest of the room was immaculate, cleaned from the top to the bottom, and when you turned around, Raph was wearing a little apron.
You burst out laughing, and fell into the room.
"I knew you would figure out I was OCD." Raph sighed, his face bright red.
"AND A GRANDMA!"

Donnie
It happened very quickly. One minute you were rifling through Donnie's extra basic chemistry supplies. The next moment you had stumbled upon a very thick notebook. Donnatello's keep out Mikey. You snorted in amusement, opening it up. You were a naturally curious person.
You flipped through hundreds of pictures drawn by the nerdy genius. Some were of his family, some of April (you were a little jealous about that), some were still life's. But most of them were you.
You napping, you smiling, you with Donnie, you eating, you snoring, you sleeping, you reading a book, you right before a mixture blew up. They were great quality, and you were blown away.
"Y/n? Whatcha doing?" Donnie asked, coming into the room. You quickly slammed the book shut, but a half-finished drawing fluttered out and onto the ground. Both you and Donnie watched it fall. Then he looked at you.
"What do you think of them?" Donnie asked, a little sullenly.
"Oh my gosh D, they're great! You could get a scholarship for this!" You squealed, hoping he didn't notice the book behind your back.
"Thanks! Now give me back my notebook." Donnie said, holding his hand out.

Mikey
You had always wondered about the weird things in Mikey's room. There was the pickle collection (ew!), the chewed pencil collection, the underwear collection...but what was really tripping you up was the corner in the back of his closet.
There was a sewing machine, several yards of fabric, and multiple sewing accessories.
You looked from this corner, to what looked like a homemade quilt lying on Mikey's bed. You opened and closed your mouth, gaping. If Mikey had sewn that, he has serious talent...
"Hey y/n! What're you looking for?" Mikey asked cheerfully.
"Where'd you get that quilt? It's beautiful!" You said, pointing to the one on the bed.
"Oh...uh, I found it." Mikey stammered, face bright red.
"You didn't make it?" You asked, amused.
"Nope. Not me. I'm a big tough guy, I don't sew." Mikey said, puffing out his chest.
"Then why do you have a bunch of sewing stuff in your closet?" You asked, stepping away so he could see what you had found.
His reaction was priceless.

Sorry for the wait guys, I've been really busy. I've had a few forensics and AP government tests, and Cross Country has been kicking my butt! Yesterday, my coach made us do three miles worth of sprints!
Oh yeah, I'm also taking requests if you have any. Just scenarios, not actual fanfictions of you. Happy short weekend!