The Weird Accent kid. // Ninjago x DreamSMP //

Chapter 5: Can you really be a 'cryptic' even when you don't do anything?

I'm back bitches.

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Okay, sure. Ranboo thought that maybe, just maybe, they would get out of this town easily with no problems.

With their luck, no. Absolutely not.

Of course, somebody had to spot them. Right after a panic attack. They knew they look like shit, but hey. It's kind of rude to scream.

They knew that there could be people out, even at night. They had... A decently cleared head. Even if they could only remember barely anything other than their name, nighttime is sleepy time.

They walked outside carefully, even with the cover of night, they were easily seen with the 8ft body they happened to have.

They opened the door as it creaked of old age and the endermanian already cringed at the loud noise.

They skipped down a walkway, the wooden planks moaned at the rush of movement.

They backed into an alleyway, one that was narrow but tall. Perfect for them. They looked around at their surroundings, which weren't much. Two buildings were houses, and another to their left they still weren't certain. They continued to move, climbing onto the roofs of houses. Thankfully, most, if not all, of the plates didn't creak.

They walked for about a few minutes until they saw the land, and continued their uncertain path. They saw the moon slowly going down, seeing how the sun will soon rise. Ranboo decided to get down from the roofs, thinking it was enough time to be a climbing raccoon driven by pure confusion.

They were about to make a run for it in the alleyway until footsteps were heard coming their way. Their breath hitched, praying to XD that whoever it was didn't notice them.

They didn't pay attention to their conversation, as running away was more important at hand. That was the plan until... they sat down on the floor.

Of course.

There goes Ranboo's luck.

Ranboo has to bite their lip to not sigh. This had to take the cake with the most inconvenience they had, with the limited memory they had.

Until they move, Ranboo was stuck here for Prime knows how long. At least there was some entertainment while Ranboo thinks of a plan.

"Gods, the ninja are so annoying." One of them said, having a great dislike for whomever they were talking about.

"Hell yeah. I know, they saved our town and the world and shit but like. Shut up! I don't wanna hear all the fangirls screaming for Kai." Another responded.

"Y'all heard about the strange body that was discovered a day ago?"

"Kyle, how the fuck do you know about a body being found?"

"Uhhh. Anyhow, it was either dead or near death. Somebody told me they saw the ninja run somewhere. Like actually ran like bats outa hell." 'Kyle' said.

"Huh. That's new. But still, how do you know that?"

"Look man, I'm bored as hell in this shitted town, the only good entertainment I had in while was the ninja. Plus, a body bro. Finally, some crime to learn." Kyle continued.

"Crime isn't a good thing to learn about." The other countered, "I'm bored and it's 5 am, wanna get something to drink?"

"Yeah sure."

Ranboo had learned a lotta thing.

Not good things per se, but things.

5 am, not too good about timing but better late than never.

Ranboo made a run for it. Using long legs to their advantage, they jumped across some planks.

"AYO WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!"

Ah, shit.

Ranboo just ran faster.

They ran and ran. They didn't care if they get spotted. They had to get out of here. Fast.

Breath in.

Run.

Breath out.

Run.

They continued like this. For about a while.

It was nonstop.

It had to be.

It wasn't until Ranboo felt too drained to go on.

To other povs in the town, probably were too stunned to react in time. An oreo with legs and a suit running like there was a fire. Yeah, why shouldn't they be?

This reminded Ranboo of a time.

Not a good time. Not at all.

It was raining, and they didn't wear any armor at all that day.

It felt like a bunch of needles hitting them all at once.

They hated the feeling.

Ranboo felt the blades in the grads once they had finally awoken from fainting.

The trees around them were huge, taller than most in any case. The grass was soft rather than pointy. It gave a nice feeling to it.

Plus, only noises of nature were heard. Meaning nobody was around.

Okay- this can work.

Ranboo sat up, finally getting a good feel of where they were at now.

They ran from... A town? Yeah, a town.

They have been here for 2 days.

And quickly forgetting where they came from.

Great.

Now is not the time for another panic attack, preferred that timing to be never.

Ranboo knew that they had to do something productive. And that's what they did.

Tommy had a lot of questions.

That's all.

Just questions. Rather questions about his existence.

Sensei Woo? Sensei Wu said that he would find answers. But uh, he hadn't come back for a while.

Tommy felt alone, and they hated it. The silence was too much.

The door knocked and one of the ninjas went through. It was the green one. No not the green-clothed one, but the green one.

Tommy stiffened to their approach, uncertain what to do. And the other one seemed to be like that too.

There was an uncommon aura of awkwardness in the air.

"So- uh. Tommy, right? I'm Cole if you don't remember. Uh... Gods, I hate this... Is there anything that you know of about, uh, this..?" Cole motioned their hands, asking for a reasonable answer.

"No," Tommy responded quietly, "Not really. And is there others outside, I heard them while Sensei Woo talked...."

"You heard us?" Cole had an eyebrow raise. Tommy nodded.

...

Well if it wasn't awkward then it sure is now.

"Can... C-can you explain where I'm at? Like land-wise?"

"Sure, what questions do you have?" Cole asked softly. In the back of his mind, cole was surprised about how Tommy was responding. Most people wouldn't interact with Cole. Too much of a 'ghostly' sight.

"Who's the admin? If there is any." Tommy asked, looking into Cole's eyes.

"Admin? You mean the law?"

"Yeah."

"If you could count it, there's us then the actual government..."

"How the fuck does that work?"