(Inspired by 'A Swing and A Miss' by MidknightBorrowing on AO3, it's a sfw fic so check it out :3)

Having to find a new place to live had to be the worst part of being a Nissle; a 2 foot rat-person thing. Having to travel for weeks on end to find a new place to settle down was a kind of torture, even if you had good stamina due to your rat-like features

You were currently crossing through a muggy, unkempt, rat infested garage- your rat 'cousins' that infested this garage did NOT like you one bit. It was probably past midnight at this point, and all you wanted to do was find somewhere to sleep so that you can keep moving in the morning, but of course, the walls are rat territory; so bunking in there for the night was off the table.

Instead of the regular human garage, it's set up similar to a lot of human apartments you've seen. A bed, a couch, a coffee table, a desk, laundry piled in corners, food wrappers and takeout boxes littered across the space, even a couple guitars fill the space- the trash that was littered around was a clear magnet to the rats... and of course it had absolutely zero windows in the damn thing; just your luck

You had no warning before the door swung open, freezing you in place. You're currently a third of the way across the room, give or take, sticking as close to the wall as you can; your back pressed against it. Your rat like ears flicked and twitched, trying to pick up where the noise was coming from

“Goddammit! These damn fuckers again...” A metallic clattering sound accompanies the human's tired grumbling and heavy footsteps, caught your attention

Before you can even turn your to look, a object barrels by right above your head and between your ears, crashing against the wall you were pressed against. You lunged forward and into the middle of the room, your back paws kicking against the concrete floor as you try to get away, your tail wiggling as you tried scurrying away; but the slick flooring made it hard to get your claws to grab onto it to give you friction