NinjaGo - Ghost & Sky Pirate OneShots

Crayons | Morro X Ronin

I'm gonna warn you right now

This makes no sense

Ronin's POV

I HAVE NO FLIPPING CLUE WHAT'S GOING ON.

I think Morro is drunk. That would explain it.

"HEY RONIN I FOUND A CRAYON!"

"Where did you find a crayon?"

"IN MY SOCK."

"Why was it in your sock?"

"BECAUSE THE TOOTH FAIRY PUT IT THERE."

I should probably at least try to make an effort here. "What color is the crayon?"

"BLUE." He then held up a red crayon.

"Are you blind?"

Morro poked my nose. "NO."

I sighed. "What time is it?"

"IT'S MUFFIN TIME!"

I looked at a clock. 6:00 pm.

"It's bedtime, Mr. Ghostly-Goo."

"BUT I WANNA WATCH—"

Don't you dare say My Little Pony...

"THE WIGGLES!"

I take it back. Say MLP.

"Why do you wanna watch the Wiggles?! You're 15 flipping years old!"

"ACTUALLY, IM 45. I WAS IN THE CURSED REALM FOR 30 YEARS."

"You're technically 15."

"YOU'RE NOT MY DAD!"

WHAT?

You can't make this shit up. This is actually happening to me right now.

"RONIN, I HAVE A QUESTION."

"What?"

"DOES ZANE HAVE A PENIS?"

I inhaled sharply, then exhaled calmly.

"Why do you need to know that?"

"I'M A CURIOUS CHILD."

"You're not a child!"

"AM I A POT OF GUACAMOLE THEN?!"

"NO!"

"HO HO HO! MERRY CHRISTMAS, LITTLE JEFFERY!"

"My name is RONIN and I am TWENTY FREAKING FOUR YOU DUMBASS!"

"HELLO, LLOYD."

"I'M NOT LLO—oh, hey Lloyd," I said as Lloyd walked in.

"What kind of stuff is Morro on right now?" He asked.

"I don't know," I said.

"Okay," Lloyd said. "Bedtime!"

"Nighty-night, Daddy," said Morro to Lloyd as I escorted him to his room.

After he was asleep, I questioned my life choices. And what he had been drinking.