he Ninja Turtles were relaxing in their lair, enjoying a quiet night. The television was playing some random show while the four brothers devoured pizza, the atmosphere filled with laughter and comments between bites. It seemed like a typical night for them, until everything changed in an instant. Suddenly, the four brothers jumped out of their seats, their ninja reflexes activating in unison. Leonardo pulled out his Ninjatōs, Raphael wielded his Sais, Donatello raised his Bō, and Michelangelo spun his Nunchakus rapidly. Their gaze turned to the entrance of the lair. There stood their sworn enemy, a female Ninja from the Foot Clan, who had managed to find their hideout.

"What... how did she find us?" Leonardo muttered, ready to confront her.

To the surprise of the four brothers, she did not attack them. Instead, she sat next to them, taking a slice of pizza as if she were another one of the lair's guests. He bit into the pizza nonchalantly, watching the TV and acting like he had been with them forever, completely ignoring the weapons they still held.

Raphael frowned, but said nothing. Michelangelo watched the scene, confused but somewhat entertained. Donatello couldn't believe what he was seeing.

The woman, unfazed, climbed on top of Leonardo and leaned back on his shell. "What the...?" Leo muttered, surprised. But she didn't seem interested in fighting. With an unexpectedly gentle movement, she began to rub his temples and chin lovingly.

"What are you doing...?" Leonardo asked, trying to hide his discomfort.

She sighed, clearly frustrated. "It's complicated... I always try to kill you, Leo... but lately... I just can't."

The four brothers fell silent, exchanging incredulous glances. The situation was surreal. This was the same woman who had tried to get rid of them countless times, and now... she was giving them massages and eating pizza like she was just another friend.