"So what you're saying is..." Kam began,"you shot a guy with an arrow."
"NOT ON PURPOSE!" Anthony roared. They had taken 'Lionel' to the Monastery and Sensei and Titus were fixing up his wounds.
"But..." Oliver said,"how can you hit a guy in the shoulder without even realizing it was a guy?!"
"I told you," Anthony sighed, frustrated,"he was... a bird. Or something."
Kam scoffed,"You've said that, but would you care to explain how?"
"I don't know how." Anthony growled. "I just saw a bird, shot it, and when I had run to get it, there he was with an arrow in his shoulder."
"Maybe it was just a coinciden..." Oliver muttered.
"Well," Anthony cried angrily,"either way, how close were you to catching something, huh?"
"Harrumph." Kam abruptly turned away. "You're good, ya know that?" Anthony smirked.
"Okay, okay, all's well that ends well. See ya." Oliver leaped towards the kitchen to probably get a midnight snack, considering the fact that it was one o'clock AM.
Titus suddenly popped his head out. "Sensei kicked me out." He joined Kam's side.
"Is he okay?" Anthony cried suddenly.
"Yeah." Titus shrugged. "His arm will just be in a sling for a couple days; Otherwise, he's fine."
Anthony sighed. "Ugh, I feel so stupid."
"Why'd Sensei kick you out?"
"I don't know." Titus said.
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"Why were you at the Forest of Tranquility?" Sensei Garmadon questioned, as he wrapped a bandage around his shoulder and upper arm.
"I was--" He began then winced. "Ah!"
"Sorry." Sensei quickly apologized, and an "It's all right" from Lionel followed.
"I've been seeing this interesting activity." He continued. "It's all so very strange."
"What is it?"
"I have seen these dark ghostly... things."
"What?" Sensei gasped, those words sounding all too familiar.
"I know you had worked with them when you... you know..."
"Yeah." He muttered and tied off the bandage. "There. Do you feel okay?"
"Better than I did before." He smiled. "Thanks."
"So," Sensei began,"What should we do?"
"Those students of yours," He chuckled, "You better get them training, and we might have to call the ninja."
"But--"
"They'll find out sooner or later." Lionel rolled his eyes. "Stop being so dramatic."
"Alright, alright." He laughed. "I'll tell them."
No, no! They can't know! What would they think?
Would they even want me around anymore?
No. Shut it, Sol. Lionel's right.
Stop being so dramatic.
