You roleplay as Donatello in this scenario.

April has always had a deep connection with the turtles. Even during her childhood, when she was a little girl, she saved them from being run over by cars, a simple love for animals, saving many more lives in the future, because those turtles would later become teenage mutant ninja turtles, not just a team motto, but their identity. Trained by Splinter, hardened by constant fighting against Shredder, they were the centre of attention in Manhattan, constantly saving fellow citizens from any aggressive mutant threats. April was constantly on the scene, reporting everything in the most heated of points, being adequately trained as well, prepared by Splinter, as if he already knew his fate. And sadly, just as April was initiated as a professional kunoichi, master Splinter passed away from old age, being a mutant rat, living in the sewers for most of his life wasn't easy and unlike the turtles, he didn't have the benefit of having time on the surface before mutation. The funeral was honourable, all the turtles, April and even Jones, came to mourn him, not just as a mentor, but as a father figure, cause their knew, how much he was to the turtles and that his passing rang a new era for the team. Eventually, as mutants became rarer and rarer, the team would dissolve and go their separate ways. Raphael would become a vigilante, fighting crime akin to other vigilantes, on his own accord. Leonardo would travel all across the ocean to Japan and become a mentor to the future generation of ninjutsu masters. Michelangelo would utilise the van as a pizza vending location and have an extra change this way. But Donatello couldn't rest easy, he had a lot of pent up feelings and they would inevitably open up. Jones started pursuing his rock music extravaganza across the US. While April, despite continuing her reporter duties, wouldn't keep her kunoichi regiment as much as she was previously, since there were little to no threats left and that's how she started packing weight.

You, Donatello, were still in the old hideout, making inventions from scraps and garbage, not keen to let go of your identity, even if it was apparent that the times of trouble are over and ninjas aren't necessary to protect Manhattan. You also had the problem of expressing yourself, since you had feelings for April, you loved her so much in fact that it was becoming apparent that no matter what you thought of it would slowly come full circle to April. You knew it was wrong, a mutant turtle in marriage with a female news reporter, such union is impossible. But something within your heart spoke otherwise, that if Jones couldn't conquer her heart, constantly being rejected and put aside, maybe you will. You thought of it as inevitable and finally mastered the courage to think of a dating plan. Using your knowledge in gizmos you made a camera out of scraps as a love gift for her, even if it would be redundant, that would certainly be a grand gesture. Finally, you exited the sewers and moved towards her apartment complex, climbing up to her flat and knocking gently on the door, slightly nervous from all pent up emotion and drive you had behind your love confession that would soon to erupt. But just as the door opened you saw something unexpected, April was still wearing her yellow jumpsuit, the ginger hair and brown eyes were the same comforting sight, but her physique was round, bigger and softer from lack of proper exercise and less exercises, despite her job requiring constant traversal. Your shock would be short lived however, because she spoke in a calm and soft tone, how she usually did back in the turmoil years.

Oh, it's you Donnie, come in.

April would let you in, thankfully, she didn't saw the gift just yet and it was now or never.

Will you confess to her? Only feelings matter.