Wisps: Recollection (Ninjago X Reader)

59. This Time, They Believed You

Ankgladkjng we got some angsty art of the mc by DreamerArtz on quotev guys! Check their things now >:3

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(The particle effects and mc's wistful expression got me in the feels rn with those words on the art- ahhhhhHhhhh. I love it!)

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Unsurprisingly, you weren't able to sleep. You're still shooing various conflicting ideas in your head. Chewing and chewing, you might as well have been eating your own vomit. Chucks milled into bits with slimy saliva, bound in a disgusting mix. 'If I do this, how far can I play this out? Where is it going to go wrong–?'

"You uh, gonna keep chewing that?" Griffin snapped his fingers in front of your nose when you didn't respond.

"Wha?" Dumbly, your mouth stayed agape, displaying the food in there.

"Gross. You're worse than me right now bud."

"Did you sleep last night?" Skylor probed your cheek packed with the tasteless food, mashing it against your teeth and gums. You swallowed it, putting down the fork you mindlessly poked food with.

"A bit," you gulped the rest, and secretly scolded yourself for looking this perturbed.

"Did you have another–"

"No, no, I didn't."

"Are you sure?" Skylor was in your space, copying that one time, face to face.

"Ye-yes." You relaxed your jaw, before rising it in a mock grin, leaning from her, "It's just you guys were snoring all night. You two could bring the whole place down." You weren't lying, they had gotten increasingly loud when you came back. "I thought I was gonna go insane."

"Yeah, well Skylor was sleepy, and I need to recharge, man."

"You did, you sounded like a race car's engine."

"No, no you did not–Ahahah!" Skylor laughed into her fist, nudging Griffin's side. "An engine, huh? I gotta hear it."

"He did–I should've recorded it."

"Nuh-uh." Griffin quickly reached around and flicked your forehead. In an instant, you pressed your fingers to it, massaging the keen pang. "I bet you sound pretty goofy when you sleep dead tired!"

"At least I'm not a dead tire."

"...That was so bad."

"Yeah, yeah I admit it was."

"All right, I think I'm done with this dummy-to-dummy conversation, can you guys clean up?"

"On it." Griffin piled up the dirty plates in a snap of a finger, and you started finishing your last morsel of food. He was at the sink before you could so much as stand from your seat. Skylor had walked out as you carried the couple of dishes he had forgotten. "New arrivals? Pile 'em up on there."

"Hm." You do just that, taking the other side to wash the dishes. "You going through them fast." He washed them so fast, in fact, it's like they weren't even dirty to begin with, and he's done before you.

"In a flash." He beamed, with a hum, making sure the plates were all squeaky clean.

"Oh, wait, after that, can you guys bring the boxes they just delivered?" Skylor popped her head back in, seeing the two of you done.