Small Moments With a Ghost

Day 28: Swap/Delivery

Short and silly one today; hope you guys enjoy!

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"So...what the heck is it?"

Lloyd shrugged, staring at the scroll in his hands. "Dunno. Mom just told me that she was expecting a special delivery today from a museum. Supposedly, it has ancient stories and magic spells written in it, but it's all in an ancient language. Mom wanted to borrow it for a week to try and translate it."

The ghost's interest peaked. "Ancient, potentially magic spells written in an arcane tongue? Hell yes! Hand it over, Pipsqueak, I wanna look."

"Nerd," Lloyd teased as he handed over the scroll. "Careful though; Mom's due back tomorrow morning and I don't want to explain what happened if that scroll gets damaged or goes missing."

Morro flicked his hand, making the wind ruffle Lloyd's hair. "One: don't call me a fucking nerd, twerp. Second, I'll be careful! Now, let's see..."

The ghost opened the scroll, humming as he looked over it. Lloyd bounced in place, excited and nervous. "Well?" He asked, impatient.

"Shush, hang on...okay, I think this one here," Morro pointed at a line written in dark ink on the scroll, stars and swirls decorating the space around it. "Is talking about some kind of ritual. Something about swapping places with someone?"

"Like teleportation?"

"Maybe? I dunno, I can only barely read half of this....oh, hang on... apparently the swap lasts 'from noontime to day's end'. Huh, interesting."

"Let's try it out!" Lloyd said, bouncing.

Morro raised an unimpressed eyebrow. "...you want to try a potentially dangerous ritual slash spell based on my half-assed translation?"

"Oh come on, what's the worst that can happen? Besides," Lloyd added, puffing out his chest. "The Ultimate Spinjitzu Master and the youngest Master of Wind in centuries attempting this? We'll be well prepared if something happens!"

The ghost thought about it for a second. "...fine, but I'm blaming you if something goes wrong."

"Deal! Let's go!"

"Okay fine, here goes nothing..."

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In hindsight, Garmadon should have known something was up.

It had been a rather relaxing day. There were no classes that day, so it was just him, his son, and the ghostly Master of Wind in the place. He had spent his morning meditating and tending to his personal garden. As he watered his flowering bushes, he had absently noted that it had been a while since he heard or saw the two teens under his care.

He had just decided to check on them in a few minutes when he heard a faint explosion from the front of the monastery.

Garmadon had immediately dropped everything and sprinted towards the noise, pausing when he almost ran into a thick cloud of smoke.

Voices emerged from the smoke. "I told you so!"

"Yeah yeah, that didn't work out like I thought-"

"You fucking think?! I-ack! I told you that doing this was a bad idea!"

"Then why'd you do it, o' wise and noble Master of Wind?"

"You little shit, I outta-"

"Ah-hem," Garmadon coughed loudly to be heard. "I am sure that an explanation behind this mishap will clear up any kind of blame, but could one of you please help dispel this smog? It'd make the whole thing go much faster."

"Aw man. Busted..."

"Shut it, Pipsqueak. Hang on..."

Garmadon closed his eyes as the wind suddenly howled. A strong gust blew through the hallway, lasting several seconds before dissipating. The former evil lord waited until all was quiet before opening his eyes.

...and blinking in disbelief.

"....uh," Lloyd--his son, his precious soon-to-be-grounded son-uttered intelligently.

A completely justified response, given that he was currently very much a ghost.

"...what the fuck?" Morro whispered, blinking at the Green Ninja in shock. He looked down almost reflexively, jumping when he saw that he was currently not a ghost. "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"Indeed," Garmadon said, getting over his own surprise and crossing his arms, fixing the two with a stern glare. "What. Happened."

The teen boys shared a glance.

"...it was his fault!"

"He made me do it!"

Well, Garmadon sighed internally as the two began to bicker. So much for my relaxing day...

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Poor Sensei Garmadon XD

Rest assured that both Morro and Lloyd were thoroughly scolded and banned from even touching Misako's scrolls for the foreseeable future. Thankfully, Morro did translate the spell right, and they both return to normal at sunset.

Though not before Lloyd does ALL of the ghost things, including randomly phasing through things. Sensei Garmadon can only shake his head at his silly son.

Sensei Garmadon also ensures that Morro enjoys the short amount of time he has to not be a ghost, and nearly buries him in snacks and food. Morro would complain, but he's too busy stuffing as many dumplings in his mouth as possible. Zane's cooking might be the best, but Sensei Garmadon's no slouch either.

Sensei Garmadon just smiles happily, and makes sure to bake a batch of matcha cookies for Morro before he and Lloyd swap back.