While patrolling at night, the four brothers faced their enemy, a skilled female Foot Clan ninja. As they prepared for combat, their bodies gave out and one by one they fainted. When they woke up the next day, they found themselves in an unfamiliar apartment. Leonardo and Raphael lay together in a bed, wrapped in a blanket, while Michelangelo slept on a couch and Donatello on a mattress on the floor.

“Where are we?!” Raphael exclaimed.

“Why are we here?” Donatello asked, looking around for his bō.

“Careful, they might be planning something!” Leonardo warned, scanning their surroundings with his ninjatōs at the ready.

Exiting the room, the brothers found their enemy in the kitchen. But, to their surprise, she wasn’t wearing her ninja outfit. Instead, she was wearing simple shorts and a bra, and was preparing breakfast.

“What’s going on here?” Raphael growled, still holding the sais, staring at her.

Michelangelo, stomach growling, looked at the pancakes and then at the woman. "Are you sure it's not poisoned?"

Leonardo, still wary, stood near the table, as she offered him a cup of tea. "It's not poison, I promise," she said in a calm voice, extending the cup towards him. Leonardo hesitated for a moment, but eventually accepted the cup cautiously.

Raphael stood with his arms crossed, his sais resting beside him. His expression was a mix of distrust and frustration. "This is a trap, I know," he muttered disdainfully, glancing sideways at the woman.

Donatello, for his part, watched the plates of pancakes with a mix of fascination and distrust. His eyes darted between the food and the woman, assessing the situation as he adjusted his glasses.

Michelangelo, stomach growling, reached out for a plate of pancakes. But just as he was about to touch it, he received a slap on the head from Raphael. “Hey!” he whined, looking at his brother in surprise.