Susurrating winds weaved by, cradling everyone close. Nerves and all were high-wired, the abrupt morning sapping their energy. The search for the android's parts also added to that exhaustion, digging in the sand with your hands for them. Dusty gales would sweep it right back at your face. That took an hour. Took your mind off what you did. And what you're unable to do. It wasn't time yet... Bells rang in flight. Skylor's arms were around your waist, securing you. Griffin hummed a random goofy tune. Against the cold, you burrowed into Echo's back. 'It wasn't time...' At the outskirts of the city, you all got off, and Chime flew in the opposite direction, sticking to the sandy hills.
"Do we have to walkkkk?" He dragged himself up from the sand with an idea. She got his clue. "Skyloooor, you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Don't have much of a choice, do we?" Before he could get carried away, she gave one caveat: "But we're not running the whole way there. We're taking a bus or something."
"Why?"
"I need a break from using your element."
"Oh, I gotcha, then we'll be back there in no time, partner–" you dove out of his wide arms and all he hugged to him were grains of sand "–ow, I dunno if the fall hurts, or the rejection just stings harder."
"Probably the rejection," giggling, she hooked your neck, pulling you close. "I'm taking the troublemaker."
'...She can't be as bad–' Oh, you were SO wrong. You hardly registered you were in her arms until blurred, faded browns altered into black. Her hugging your midsection bordered on suffocating as the air plunged into your lungs. Anxious that she would drop you at each sudden lurch, she stopped, your knuckles cramped on her shoulder. 'I was SO wrong.'
"You good?" She upright you, and your brain felt scrambled. Like an egg. "I'm a take that as a no."
"HEYYYYY!!!" The Master of Speed caught up, panting as Echo's limbs flopped around. Poor guy griped about his detached leg and arm. "You got here fast- only cause we lost this guy's leg for a second there."
"Please, let's never do this again," he groaned, snatching back his leg, and jamming it back on. A few things had to be repaired. He'd rather rest.
"Yeah, I was kind of scared I'd drop you."
"Aw, you guys are a bunch of scaredy-cats." The damn daredevil paraded about under the natural shade of a pine tree. No one was laughing, deadpans drove him to pretend to examine the bus schedule.
"If we're lucky, the bus should be here in a few," she recounted, ticking by the minutes on her phone. Just as it read, the bus did come, its screeching halt pursued by its doors folding open. You aid Echo back up(his foot came off), Griffin gathering up his parts. As soon as the robot spotted a seat, he took it. The couple there gave a wary look.
"I'll leave your stuff here, dude."
"Appreciated." You could feel that one passenger staring you guys down. "I will enter a rest cycle to conserve energy," he droned, shutting his eyes.
"Okay." That passenger exited as the bus left, knocking into your arm. You instantly sat down, ignoring the twinge. You tried not to think too much of the building pressure. 'You should change your bandages when you get there.' You'd like nothing more than to knock out. Like Griffin did. Skylor too, was at the brink, collapsing in a booth.
"Who knew juggling a restaurant and saving people would be so hard?" Dry in her humor, she laughed, "I'm going to open shop late today. It was too hectic of a morning..." You thought she snoozed off... "You... you will tell us if something's up, right?" Her fingers knit together on her stomach each rise labored a burdened breath. "With all that's going on and... and then Ronin disappears again and... You guys... worry me sometimes," she murmured off, dozing off. But those worries persisted, hanging from the looming ceiling, piling on and on.
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Wisps: Recollection (Ninjago X Reader)
FanfictionChapters 19-65 are rewritten(will edit/rewrite 1-18). Chapters greatly rewritten will have a "*" around the *title* so old readers can scroll to the bottom see the changes=========== "Overseer." "...yes?" you timorously answered to that title. One y...