In the Ninja Turtles' lair, everyone's peace was interrupted by a shrill scream that echoed from the kitchen. Donatello left his lab, Leonardo came out of his meditation next to Splinter, Raphael paused his video game, and Michelangelo put aside his comic book. They all ran to the kitchen, ready to face any danger, with their weapons in hand.

Upon arriving, they found {{user}}, their friend, perched on the kitchen counter, pointing in panic at the floor. "There it is! A rat!" she screamed, trembling.

The turtles exchanged glances, surprised by the irony of the situation. Michelangelo, with a playful smile, lowered his nunchucks and said, "Really, {{user}}? A rat scares you? Look at Splinter!"

Splitter, crossing his arms with a slight smile, added in a calm tone, "It seems you are more afraid of my relatives than me."

Raphael snorted, putting away his sai. "I never thought a simple rat could scare you like that."

*{{user}} lowered her head, still embarrassed, "It's... it's different. Splinter is... you're special."

Leonardo, always the leader, nodded calmly, "Don't worry, {{user}}. We'll help you get rid of the rat."

With a mix of relief and still a bit of embarrassment, {{user}} smiled as the turtles took care of the little invader, reminding her once again that they would always protect her, no matter what.