In Royal Woods, the moon was high in the sky. It shined over the quiet, sleepy town as various houses snooze and snore from their daily affairs. One house in particular is dark and quiet as the Sandman bathed it under his sands. The Loud House was anything but ordinary.

One kid was very special. Terrence Kelli Mutombo-Loud was adopted into the family a month ago. He traveled to two cities in order to get away from his wicked, incarcerated foster mother, Sandra Leemick. Foster mother you may ask? Yes, T.K. was a foster child before he was adopted because his real father, Bruce Mutombo, was shot and killed in Detroit.

T.K. was in his room, the Loud basement, sleeping on his air mattress. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and rose to a seating position. He rubbed his eyes and looked to the left, which was the fourth wall. "Brah, I still can't believe that I'm adopted. One day, I'm running from the cops, and on the next, I'm with my mother and father-in-law making my adoption official. I tell ya, cuz, it has been great so far. Everybody has been so welcoming, and Lincoln and the girls is loving the time that I spend with them. Hey, can be honest with you? It's feels...like I owe them for saving me from the streets and...myself. One day, I'll pay them back in the grandest way. But for now, I need my z's," T.K. expressed to the reader as he goes back to sleep.

One hour later, a patter of footsteps rattled the stairs as T.K. snoozed the night away. "Ah, double bacon cheeseburger," T.K. chanted. The footsteps became closer as T.K. turned over in the mattress. "Ah, four cheese cheesy fries," T.K. chanted. A hand reached out and tapped T.K. on the shoulder. He batted the hand with his own hand. "Ah, mama mia," T.K. chanted. The hand shook him harder, waking the boy from his slumber.

"Unnnnngh, what?!" T.K. asked, rubbing his eyes.

There stood in the darkness was the Loud sisters. They were in their pajamas and wore scared looks on their faces. "Um, T.K.? We have a smaaalll favor to ask you," Lori nervously asked.

"And that favor is...?" T.K. trailed off.

Lola grabbed his tank top, "Can you get rid of a huge, icky rat?"

"Seriously, a rat? Come on now, girls! Ya'll woke me up for this?" T.K. pried.

"Come on, dude. You're the only guy in the house that we can rely on," Luna explained.

T.K. tilted his head, "Only guy? Where's Lincoln?"

"Don't you remember, Tee Kee? He went to Clyde's house for a sleepunder. ...No, wait! A sleepover!" Leni corrected.

"Oh yeah, I remember now," T.K. realized.

Lori becomes impatient, "Come on, twerp! Could you literally stop stalling and help?!"

"Oh, maybe he's just scared of the rat?" Lynn proposed.

T.K. was not amused, "Ok: one, I ain't afraid of nothing, furthermore, I'm not chasing no rat at two o' clock in the morning! End of story, the end, and happily ever after!"

"Fine! Come on girls!" Lori called as she and others traversed upstairs.

T.K. laid back down, "There! Much better!"

Not even ten minutes later, the door was opened and the girls walked back downstairs with pillows and blankets. "Wait a minute! What is going on here?!" T.K. demanded, rising up instantly.

"Simple. If you won't chased the rat away, then we will sleep down here," Lori summed up.

"No, no, no, no, no, NO! Y'all are out y'all's mind if this is how it goes down. Ugh, fine!" T.K. declared, climbing out of bed. How dare they penetrate his inner sanctuary, his man cave, his protection from the craziness of the Loud House? Well, at least he's making rounds on his promise.

The girls pumped their fists into the air, "Yes!"

They followed T.K. upstairs to find the boy scanning the living room with the lights on; however, he didn't find anything. "Ok, where was the rat last seen?" T.K. asked.

"It was mousing around in my and Luna's room. Ha, ha, get it?" Luan answered.

T.K. nodded , "Alright, that's where I begin. I'll be back."

One minute later, T.K. reappeared with a giant butterfly net.

"Is the butterfly net really necessary?" Lynn pried.

T.K. nodded, "In situations that disrupts my sleep: Yes, yes it is."

The group proceeded to Luan and Luna's room. The room in question was cluttered in tears, and rips.

"OUR ROOM!" Luan and Luna exclaimed, pushing everyone out of the way.

They searched every crook and nanny to see if anything was damaged. "Ah, man! There's bite marks all over Mr. Coconuts!" Luan complained as she lifted the puppet.

"That lil' vermin bitten through my guitar strings!" Luna added as she recoiled away from her guitar. "And it marked its territory on the inside of it," Luna groaned, tossing the guitar out of the window.

"Huh, I guess this rat bitten more than he can chew," T.K. remarked, earning looks from Luan and Luna.

"Hey, find your own niche!" Luan exclaimed.

"Sorry, chica. Anyway, it ain't here, so le-"

CRASH!

The culprit was scurrying out in the open, crashing through little trinkets. "There's the rat!" Lynn pointed out.

Lola grabbed onto Lana, "EEK! Catch it, T.K.!

T.K. was already on the move as he raced around the room. But the rat could make quicker moves than him as it evaded every capture attempt. The rat finally made its escape through a mouse hole. "Aw, what!? It got away?" T.K. complained, trying to reach it through the hole.

"Cheer up, man. It couldn't gone too far," Lynn reassured, placing a hand on T.K.'s shoulder.

"Yeah, you're right. Say, do any of you chicas knows where this mouse hole leads?" T.K. asked.

"If I may, T.K. Judging from the hole on the left side, the hole could lead to the bathroom, and beyond that, to Lori and Leni's room," Lisa theorized.

Just then, various tears and stuff being tossed and broken can be heard from the room across the room.

"Oh my gosh, my shoes and dresses!" Leni shouted, racing out of the room.

Lori quickly followed suit, "My shoes and gifts from Bobby!"

The others followed them to the hallway as Lori was frantically pushing in the code.

"Access granted, thank you!" The keypad stated.

Lori opened the door to an unspeakable horror. The rat was swinging a pair of shoes in its mouth. Leni's self made dresses was sprawled all over the floor. Lori's gifts and it contents was spilled across the floor. "Hey, get that out of your mouth, you mangy rodent!" Lori yelled, rushing towards the rat.

T.K. stuck his net in front of her, "Lori, wait! You don't know if that thing has rabies!"

"Fine, twerp! You deal with it then!" Lori responded.

Rolling his eyes, T.K. charged towards the rat. The rat stopped everything that it was doing and fled. Again, it evaded T.K. by running over a perfume bottle, spraying him in the face. "Ah, girl cologne!" T.K. screamed, rubbing his eyes. The rat made its escape again through another mouse hole.

"A week's worth of work, wasted!" Leni whimpered, clutching her torn masterpieces.

"Ugh, it literally took an overnight stay at the mall to get these!" Lori complained, holding her ruined pumps.

"Man, we need to do something about this. This is getting out of hand!" T.K. exclaimed as he walked into a wall.

BONK!

The girls cringed as T.K. held his head in pain. "As soon as I regain sight," T.K. groaned.

The group checked every other room upstairs, but it was no where to be found. "Hm, I guess we should cut our losses and just-"

CRASH!

"Where did that come from?" Lana asked, holding on to Lola.

"It didn't sounded as loud as before. Maybe downstairs?" Luan proposed.

"That could only mean one thing, dude," Luna added.

The girls looked at T.K., whose eyes widened. "Oh crap! My room!" T.K. exclaimed as he maneuvered around them and raced downstairs.

Down in the basement, T.K.'s room took the worst of it. His clothes all over the place, his die-cast car collection was chewed, various wastes hidden from sight, and his air mattress had a hole.

"Whoa," Leni remarked.

"Yeah. It makes our rooms look like child's play, bro," Luna added.

T.K.'s eye twitched as he felt an sleep deprived anger beginning to swell. He slowly walked towards his closet. "T.K., w-what are you doing?" Lola nervously asked.

"This rat has been nothing but pure trouble during this whole time. I'm ending this, now!" T.K. responded, digging through his closet.

Lori was confused, "What are you talking about, T?"

T.K. groaned. "I'm saying...that I'm going to kill it!" T.K. answered, pulling out his nunchucks.

"WHAT!" The girls except Lucy exclaimed.

"Come on, T" Luan spoke.

"Yeah, bro," Luna added.

"Yeah, it doesn't have to end like this," Lynn added.

"No, no, NO! That vermin is getting mounted on the wall!" T.K. declared, moving the girls out the way and running upstairs. The boy founded the rat digging out Cliff's litterbox. The two locked eyes on each other as they glared. It just like the final standoff in those old western movies. "Banzai!" T.K. screeched, letting out a warcry as he charged towards the rat. It was an epic clash as the two tussled around the living room. Unfortunately, due to T.K.'s blind rage, he ended up destroying a couple things. A few vases, some pictures, and Lincoln's video game console ended up biting the dust. The rat finally got away once again by a dirty finger poke to the eyes. "Augh, not again!" T.K. groaned, rubbing his abused eyes.

He looked around for the rat, but it was already gone. T.K. was disheartened. "What good I'm for if I can't get rid of a freakin' rat!" T.K. lamented, chucking his nunchucks on the ground. Meanwhile, Lana and Lisa was whispering something to each other. When they finally came to an agreement, they nodded their heads and walked towards T.K.

"If you're done lamenting to yourself, dear brother in law, Lana and I have the perfect solution to the rat debacle," Lisa proposed.

T.K. sighed, "Honestly, I'm game for anything. Shoot."

"This ain't never gonna work," T.K. remarked, waiting for the rat with the others. You see Lisa snuck from the group to make a special spray that will turn any scent into cheesy smell. She asked Lana to grab a lug nut and painted it as a small block of cheese. She then gave it to Lisa, who then sprayed it with the cheese spray.

"Shh, Just watch! The rodent is entering the scene," Lisa informed.

The crawled to the disguised lug nut. After a few whiffs, it ate the entire thing whole. "And now for phrase two," Lana retorted, pulling out a magnet. She pointed towards the rat as it squirmed and squeaked helplessly. The magnet began it magnetic pull until...

CLANG!

"I'll be darned, that actually worked! How'd you know, Lis'?" T.K. pried.

Lisa rolled her hand, "Truth be told, I actually got the idea from an old cartoon. Now, let's send the rodent on its way!"

She proceeded towards the door, where she opened it and planted the rat on the ground. "Be free, you wonderful specimen of nature, be free!" Lisa ordered, watching the rat slowly crawled out of the house due to the magnet on his back.

MEOW! GULP!

Lisa and the girls watched in horror as a stray cat founded a midnight snack; however, T.K. was enjoying every second of this. "Be free! Alright, I'm going to sleep. If Linc asks about his console, just tell him that it was an act of nature," T.K. instructed, closing the basement door behind him.

Author's Note: How do. Welcome to the first episode of many of 'Loud and Proud'. Hope you enjoy this wonderful episode that I cooked up. As for the schedule, it probably gonna be weekends when I upload this. It may be a rare weekday because I just trying to pass the time. Review, favorite, and follow if you hadn't already.

Dark Man Spectre, out!