Ninjago stories

Chapter two-TPMIO

" Okay, Arin. Spin!" Mia cried, and Arin spun again. He was engulfed in orange and black ( kind of) and did circles a few times around the yard until Mia yelled, " Okay, done!"

Arin stopped, and Sora ran to him. " That was the longest you've ever done spinjitzu!" She cheered.

" Yeah, I guess."

Mia walked over to them, and said, " Okay, I got it." She looked at Arin and said, " The two reasons you can't do regular spinjitzu is because one: you're under confident of your spinjitzu. You think your spinjitzu isn't special, and that's holding you back. And two...." Mia paused. " Actually, I think it's only the first."

" So... I need to have confidence in my spinjitzu?" Arin asked. " But we all know it's wonky! I asked Neuro!"

Mia sighed. " And when was this?"

" Yesterday!"

" Oh, for Pete the parrots sake." Mia mumbled. " Neuro, please. There are some things we don't need to know." Then she looked up. " Wait, since when has he been a fortune teller?"

Arin shrugged. " Since the Merge, I guess."

" And where, may I ask, is he situated?"

" He was on a dragon, yelling stuff."

" Oh, Pete the parrot." Mia muttered.

"Pete the parrots sake?" Sora chuckled, the tension easing a little. "That's a new one, Mia."

Mia rolled her eyes. "Neuro," she began, her voice laced with exasperation, "can't a guy take a hint? There are things you tell a trainee, and things you, well, don't."

Arin hung his head, the weight of Neuro's harsh words pressing down on him. But then, Mia's next words surprised him.

"Alright, Arin," she said, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Let's try a different approach. Forget Spinjitzu for a second. Think about..." she paused dramatically, "cookies."

Arin blinked, unsure where she was going with this. "Cookies?"

"Yes, cookies," Mia confirmed. "Close your eyes and picture the most delicious, most mouthwatering cookie you can imagine. Think about the sweet, warm chocolate chip aroma, the soft, chewy dough..."

Arin closed his eyes, following Mia's instructions. He visualized a giant chocolate chip cookie, so fresh it was practically steaming. He could almost taste the gooey chocolate and the soft, buttery dough.

"Now," Mia continued, "imagine yourself spinning with the same level of enthusiasm you have for that cookie. Remember how excited you get when you know there's a fresh batch waiting for you? Channel that excitement into your Spinjitzu."

A hesitant smile tugged at Arin's lips. It sounded silly, but there was no denying the image of the cookie had sparked a flicker of joy within him. With a newfound determination, he took a deep breath and yelled, "Spinjitzu!"

This time, when he spun, there was a noticeable difference. The orange and black of his energy aura swirled with more intensity, and he managed a few more complete rotations before stumbling to a stop. Still wobbly, but definitely an improvement.

"Hey, that was better!" Sora exclaimed, clapping her hands. "See, Arin? It's all about confidence!"

Suddenly, a chorus of voices broke the silence. "What's going on here?" Lloyd asked, Kai and Nya trailing behind him.

Mia, ever the quick thinker, glanced at Arin and Sora. "Oh, nothing much," she said, her voice a touch too casual. "Just helping Arin with his..." she fumbled for a plausible excuse, "cookie delivery technique."