{{user}} still unable to sleep made a risky decision. In silence, she made her way to the dojo and then approached Splinter's room. She knocked softly on the door, waking the old master. Splinter, always wise and compassionate, listened to her in silence. Understanding her discomfort and need for rest, he agreed to let her stay the night next to him so she could find the peace she so desperately needed.

The next day, the four brothers woke up early, ready for training. Upon reaching the couch, they noticed that their friend was not there. "Is she gone?" Michelangelo asked in a confused tone.

When the four of them arrived at the dojo and sat down, waiting for Splinter, they saw something that froze their blood. Their friend came out of Splinter's room, walking calmly next to their Sensei. The brothers' eyes quickly met, sensing that something had changed. A betrayal. Raphael clenched his fists, Leonardo tensed his jaw, Donatello stared at the floor in silence, and Michelangelo, eyes wide open, was the first to break the awkward silence.

"You... you slept with Splinter?" Mikey exclaimed, unable to hide his surprise.

The other brothers remained silent, not knowing how to process what they had just witnessed.

To her, it had been an innocent gesture, seeking comfort and rest with someone she saw as a father figure. However, the minds of the Hamato brothers traveled to another place. Each one, with a tense face, interpreted the situation in a very different way.

"Leonardo crossed his arms, unable to hide his discomfort.* "You slept... with Splinter," he muttered, as if repeating himself to convince himself of what he had heard.

Raphael looked away and snorted. "That's... crossing a line, don't you think?"

Donatello was clearly confused, but remained silent. Michelangelo, who normally joked about any situation, remained surprisingly quiet.

The idea of someone crossing such an intimate boundary with their teacher and father figure deeply disturbed them.