S1 E9: The Royal Blacksmiths

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The group stood together on the bridge while a fang blade holographic stood before them.

"Though they got the first one there are three more and we only need one to stop Pythor. They have a map and we don't so the question remains, how are we gonna find them first?" Nya asked the ever important question.

"Huh.. I still can't get over the fact you were the mysterious samurai. Is anyone else still blown away like i am? Huh?" Jay smiled.

"No." The magenta ninja put down quickly.

"We're over that, can we move on?" Kai spoke a tad more sourly.

"Boo-boo-boop-boo, someone's a little hot under the collar." Jay teased making Kai bite the inside of his cheek.

"It appears his impatience is because he has not found inner peace and unlocked his full potential like you and I have Jay." Zane smirked slightly as he now stoked the fire of the literal fire ninja.

"Great observation Mr Roboto but Cole and [Y/n] haven't found it either." Kai spat back defensively.

"I got it!" Cole blurted practically making Kai pale.

"You unlocked it? Oh why am I the only one!!?" Kai exploded while [Y/n] stood idly by.

"Guess I'm just not here."

"No, I figured out where I recognised the fang blade from." Cole took of running. "I have a picture of it."

"Oh.. is that it? Good..." Kai smiled weakly.

"This greenie obsession really makes me worry sometimes." [Y/n] shook his head.

"I got it." Cole called out holding up a picture in a folder, Jay was quick to snatch it up and look at the blade lodged in a trophy-like holder.

"That's it!" Jay shouted.

"Back where I grew up there's this pretty big competition where wvery year the winner gets the blade cup. My dad's won it multiple times." Cole explained with a warm smile.

"You never told us your dad was an accomplished athlete. What sport?" Zane wondered while Cole smile faltered into a nervous frown.

"Oh.. uh, he's a.. blacksmith?" Cole threw out vaguely.

"Nothing wrong with that, my father was a blacksmith too. But I've never heard of a competition-"

"That's because he's not a blacksmith blacksmith, he's a.. royal blacksmith." Cole got up and turned the page revealing his dad in a fancy suit holding the same blade cup.

"That's your dad?" Jay said between giggles while the other three snicked at the picture.

"But how did the fang blade become a trophy?" Kai pondered at the odd turn of events.

"Well supposedly the cup was made by this guy who collected priceless artifacts, his name was something like uh.. Dutch.. no, Clutch! Clutch Powers. Anyway it gets passed on to each year's winner." Cole explained the assumed story as well as he could remember.

"Who has it now?" Zane asked.

"I don't know, I haven't talked to my father in years.."

"Well we'll call him up." Kai shrugged.

"Something tells me it won't be that easy." [Y/n] noted calls somber look.

"You can't! He thinks I'm in Ninjago city training at the Marty Oppenheimer school of performing arts." Cole held the bridges steering wheel and rested his head against it with a sigh. "He wanted me to follow in his footsteps but when I couldn't sing or dance well I.. I ran away. When he sees I can't dance he'll know I've been lying in all my letters I've been sending him."

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