The legend of the light ninja

Chapter Nine | Can of Worms

*I DO NOT OWN THE NINJAGO UNIVERSE AND ITS PAST, PRESENT AND EMERGING CHARACTERS. AND THE PLOT OF THE SHOW. I ONLY OWN MY CURRENT CHARACTER | SAMUEL JASON HOLLAND. *

The morning light cast a warm glow over Destiny's Bounty, a bird landing gracefully on the ship's deck. A cheerful whistling from the bird filled the air, heralding the start of a new day. In the living room, Kai was about to dive into his favourite game. Kai saw Lloyd standing in the doorway whistling with a big grin.

"Hey, Kai!" Lloyd called out, a mischievous sparkle in his eye. "Saw Sam beat your high score. You should have seen it. It was pretty spectacular."

Kai raised his eyebrow, "Uh, you must be talking about Sitar Legend. This is Fist to Face 2. No one beats me on my game."

Kai's scepticism deepened as he added, "Also, are we talking about the same Sam? You know, the one that doesn't —"

Lloyd shrugged a playful smile on his face. "Huh. I could be wrong. See you!" He whistled as he walked away, leaving Kai puzzled.

Kai turned back to his game, a flicker of doubt in his eyes. He navigated to the high score, and much to his surprise, there it was: the Purple Ninja's profile dominating the scores. 9370, 7277, 5759, 4206, and 3224.

"Sam? Really?" Kai muttered to himself, in disbelief and admiration in his voice. He stared at the screen, contemplating this new revelation about their quiet companion.

In the kitchen, Cole stood over a simmering pot, the aroma of his latest culinary creation wafting through the air. "Mm-mm! Violet Berry Soup, my culinary achievement," he declared proudly. "If the recipe is not followed exactly..."

With a flourish, he dipped a spoon into the pot and tasted. His eyes widened, and screams of horror escaped his lips as the overpowering flavour assaulted his senses.

From outside, Lloyd's voice carried into the kitchen. "By the way, I saw Sam spice things up. I told him not to, but he said your cooking could use it. Bye, Cole!"

Cole spat out the offending taste, his face contorted in fury. "Sam!"

On the upper deck, Jay suited up in his kendo gear, preparing for his routine with the sparring bot. He twirled his nunchucks with practised ease. "Let's ease our way into this. How about level 2, shall we?" He reached over and switched on the sparring bot.

However, instead of starting at level 2, the bot whirred to life at level 9, its eyes glowing with intensity.

Lloyd's whistling echoed through the deck as he strolled by. "Hey, Jay. I saw Sam try to repair the sparring bot earlier. Isn't that your expertise? Later, bro." He left, still whistling cheerfully.

Panic flashed across Jay's face. "Wait! What?" He fumbled with the controls, but the sparring bot advanced, laughing manically as it began its relentless assault. "NO! NO! SAM!!!" Jay's cries echoed as the bot continued its aggressive routine, leaving Jay scrambling to defend himself.

Further up the deck, Zane in his pyjamas, was meticulously hanging his freshly laundered clothes to dry. The morning sun cast a warm glow over the Destiny's Bounty as Zane worked.

Lloyd approached, whistling a cheerful tune. "Hello, Lloyd. What brings you up here this fine morning?" Zane greeted, glancing up from his task.

Lloyd grinned, holding up a hand. "Sam wanted me to pick up his purple ninja suit. Sam also told me to pick up Kai's red ninja suit. Sam suggested to put Kai's ninja suit in with your whites." Lloyd rummaged through the laundry basket and pulled out the brightly coloured garments. "Here they are. Thanks!" Lloyd says as he walks away whistling with Kai and Sam's ninja suits in his hand.