the ninjago academy of jedi | star wars/ninjago au

𝙨𝙞𝙭 | quality family time, am i right?

"RISE AND SHINE, Astra! A glorious day—ow!" screeched Morro and Lloyd in unison. The pillow which she had beaten them with now lay on the rug on her floor. It was lucky her room was still relatively clean or else Misako would have picked it up on her super sensor and made Astra wash it again.

"Out. Of. My. Room." Astra groaned, slumping back into the warm sheets of her bed. "What time is it?"

"Uh...seven thirty?" Lloyd said from outside her door in the hallway. "Ma says breakfast is ready."

"Why didn't you mention that before, idiot?" Astra amended her grumpiness at the sound of food, moving to grab a jumper and straighten her sheets. Lloyd and Morro were already bounding down the stairs by the sound of socks sliding on wood. Pulling on the purple jumper as she sat at the table, Astra was greeted with a stack of french toast.

"Oh wow, thanks Ma," Astra frowned a little at the fancy breakfast. They usually had filling gruel on Vareena, but Misako was bustling around the kitchen. She normally made breakfast and Astra did the rest of the meals, however today it seemed like her Ma was pulling out all the stops. Misako didn't know a lot of recipes, but what she cooked, she cooked well.

Her father was nowhere to be seen at the table - Morro and Lloyd were already wolfing down their third pieces of heavenly toast, drowned in maple syrup and dusted heavily with sugar. Astra took a piece and poured syrup and sugar onto it as well, drinking the glass of apple juice after every few bites.

"Where's Pa?"

"Up at the Academy already," Misako deposited the last few slices of the batch onto the serving plate, rinsing the pan and then sticking it in the washer. "I'll be heading up there now. Are you good to finish breakfast and manage showers?"

Astra managed a muffled yes through french toast, watching her mother untie the apron and chuck it into a fancy laundry chute that disappeared back into the wall. I didn't even know we had that, Astra thought in amazement. The house wasn't super fancy, but last night getting into the bathroom she'd discovered about eight extra features they didn't have on Vareena.

Maybe her parents had been speaking the truth when they said Ninjago's tech rivaled Coruscant's. The front door shut with Misako's goodbye call, the buggy pulling up outside their house for her to get to the school. Astra finished up her breakfast, eyeing the dishwasher warily, half expecting it to spit the dishes back out at her.

Before she could figure it out however, Morro did a sloppy job of rinsing and then dropped it into the bowels of the strange machine.

"It'll do it, we've got one at our place. Chill, ain't gonna kill you, Rea." he drawled, wiping down the table and clearing it with Lloyd. Astra huffed loudly, joining them in the cleaning endeavours.

"What time were we supposed to go over to uh...their house?" Astra mumbled under her breath after they finished their showers. Morro wore his jacket from last night and black ripped jeans, a green t-shirt poking out underneath the leather.

Dressed in a different shade of green, Lloyd pulled on the strings of his emerald-toned hoodie and kicked at the front lawn with a sneakered foot. "Now, I guess."

"Hey, look!" Astra pointed next door. There was a shipping container she hadn't noticed in front of the house, rotoscope boosters on each of the bottom corners. A tall tanned man with short, salt and pepper black hair kept a string of boxes flowing inside the house. His wife kept passing boxes back to two kids - one guy who was much taller than his sister.

"I guess we should go help them," Lloyd proposed. The three of them stood there awkwardly for another five minutes before Astra began walking next door.