I wasn't exactly dreaming but I also wouldn't say that I wasn't dreaming. It was a weird, grey area between the two.
What I did know was the bliss. And boy, after the past few weeks I had, did I miss bliss. Total relaxation - no prophecy to worry about, no enemies, no bullies. Just the warmth encasing me in its fluffy cocoon.
It was bright and it felt like the sun on a perfect day at the perfect temperature. I snuggled into the warmth closer, burrowing in its bubble of tranquility and sighed. This was nice.
Safe and humble and perfect.
The warmth shifted. It mumbled something that I didn't catch but I didn't dwell because then the warmth was pulling me closer. It liked me just as I liked it.
"What the hell?!"
I woke with a violent start. I was torn from slumber, blinking blearily. The peaceful feeling I was drifting in had shattered and I wanted to groan in frustration. It felt so nice. Take me back. Pleeeeaaaassseeeee.
Sleep still held me in its gentle caress, incredibly warm and my eyelids drooped. A dull spark of joy made me smile drowsily. Yes. Take me back to the warmth. I could almost feel the weight of its arm slung across my waist and the press of it against my back.
Wait-
Wait-
That was an actual arm. An actual person's warmth. An actual person.
My eyes snapped open again and I sat upright, too fast for my brain to handle. My vision went black for a second before clearing and revealing my mother standing in the doorway, mouth open and expression hovering somewhere between furious and shock.
A mop of blond beside me groaned, sitting up slower. I stiffened, glancing at the body beside me.
Lloyd was rubbing his eyes, confused and sleepy. He looked disgruntled by his rude awakening, hair messy and sticking up at random places. Shoulders slumped, his green eyes settled on the scene as he blinked drowsily.
"Oh. G'morning, Mrs. L/n," he yawned. I sent him a panicky look. Taking longer to compute, his eyes widened in realisation mid-yawn and he choked on his exhale.
"oH!" he gasped, glancing around frantically for something to hide behind but the damage was already done. He slumped in defeat.
I glanced back over at my mother as a silence stretched on. Her face looked pale, staring at Lloyd.
But oh no. Oh no. It gets worse.
Lloyd's wearing his Green Ninja gi.
"Lloyd?" Mum finally asked in disbelief.
"Wassup," he squeaked, whipping his hand up in a split second wave.
"Oh, man," I breathed, dropping my head into my hands. I pulled myself back up again. "Mum, I can explain."
"Really?" Mum asked incredulously, sending me a wide eyed stare. Her panicked gaze rested back on Lloyd. "He's the Green Ninja!"
"Would you consider; cosplay?" I offered, brows raised in suggestion.
"There is a sword on the floor, Y/n."
I peeked over the edge of the bed.
"Oh. So there is." That seems a little dangerous but alright, Lloyd.
"I'm- you-" she couldn't get the words out. Closing her eyes and inhaling, they snapped open and landed on me, an old fire igniting within them that had my heart racing in a panic. "You and I are having a talk."
I wilted. "Yes, ma'am."
"You too, mr," mum snapped, turning her livid glare back to Lloyd. "Green ninja or not."
She spun on her heel, slamming the door shut. Her footsteps stomped down the hall and I waited until they had disappeared before I fell back against my pillow with a cry.
"Well," Lloyd hummed. "At least we don't have to worry about telling her that I'm the green ninja."
My eyes shot open and I sent him a disbelieving look.
"She's gonna gut you and eat your body," I hissed, scrambling to my knees. "She's going to dismember you, Lloyd Garmadon. My mother is terrifying. Our only hope is to skip town, NO- skip the whole country."
"Y/n, calm down," Lloyd said, eyes wide and chuckling a little at my reaction. His hands were gripping my shoulders. "It'll be fine."
"No, it won't!" I squeaked. "My mother's chill most of the time but when she wants to, she can take out a whole army squad on her own. And this isn't an exaggeration."
"I think we'll survive."
"We won't," I shook my head, leaping to my feet and grabbing my duffel bag. "We really won't. Quick, help me pack. We can get a head start on your dragon."
