The short book of shorty short shorts

Friendly gesture

{Location: New Ninjago city hospilte}(Lloyd's POV)[Time: Between Undeniable and Black & white}

314, 315, and 316. I count the dots on the ceiling tiles for the 4th time. My room's tv is broken and there is nothing else to do. I am so bored. I lean up and look at my casted leg, "Heal, darn it."

"Mabey if you said please," Morro appears in the door, "I hear it's the magic word."

I fist bump, "Hey, what ya doing here?"

"I promised Kit that I'd bring her to visit Willow."  Morro comes in further and rests at the foot of my bed, "Witch as to why is a very long story."

"I'm not going anywhere."  I've never listened more intently in my life. I frown as he catches me up and the last few days, "Figures Dareth would start production without me."

"Yeah, he's delusional if he thinks that green screen dummy could look like you in any way," Morro looks up at the clock, "I've got to run. Sparing practice."

As he gets up I moan, "No. Isn't there anything else you can tell me about? At all?"

"Not really, Ninjago's been at peace. Quiet as a mouse."  Morro shrugs, "I really got to bring Kit back, I don't think Willow wants her staying up too late."

"Please. My tv broke, I have nothing to do and I am going to die of boredom."  I don't know if I should try my pleading eyes part yet. It might just be creepy.

"Ok, you come up with something to do and we'll do it."  He looks at the clock, "You have ten minutes."

"Well," I rub my hands together, "I could use some comic to read."  His face drops a smirk as I already have a plan, "And a little birdy told me that you happen to be a master thieving tricks."

"Ah-I...um...who told you that?"

"Dude," I fold my arms, "You possessed me. Don't you think I looked around a little inside your head?"  I lean up slowly as I reach my wheelchair with my good leg, "And uncle may have talked a bit about you in our tea time."

Morro takes a deep breath and licks his lips as he helps me in, "So you want me to break you out of a hospital, while you're one of the most famous and popular celebrities ever, to a comic store that I have no idea is at, all under ten minutes."

I hum as he pulls on his ninja hood, "How long did you posses me again?"

He stops and has me look both ways to see if it's clear, "Deal."

I smirk happily as I grab my hood on the doorknob. I'm not 100% sure why it's there, but the doctors take ever now and then. I pull it on as Morro slowly pushes me to the elevator, "Madey we can even hit a sweets shop."

"I agreed to comics. You can't do add-ons."  He pushes the up button.

I roll my eyes as the doors open, "Why are we going up? I can't use my dragon."

"And the ground is surrounded by paparazzi and crazy young women. I do not want to go through that mess a second time."  Morro presses the top floor button. Ding! The doors open and let us out.  He hums as he looks for something, "Now, to get to that roof."

"HEY!"  A security guard waves at us. Crap! Why'd I wanted to do this? He walks to us, his hands itching to grab his tazor, "I've never heard of a grey ninja."

My eyes flicker up to see Morro oddly calm. I have always been a bad lier. Even when I wanted to be evil the ability seemed to escape me. Morro leans his elbows on the wheelchair handles, "Mabey I'm not a Ninja. Mabey I'm a thief here to kidnap the Green Ninja. Ever think of that, what's your name, D-ion?"

"Dean."  He pronounces each letter out slowly, "And no. Why in Ninjago would anyone ever kidnap the green ninja."

"Exactly, therefore, I can not be a thief."  Morro grips the handles and starts pushing, "I am so sorry to have interrupted your path. Please continue."

He tips his hat, "No, my mistake, grey ninja. And it's a welcomed intturption. Honestly, this job is so boring-"

"That's fantastic but I have a thing so..."  Morro finds the roof accuses and opens the door, "Yeah."

"Oh sure, go ahead."  Dean waves us goodbye. Morro uses his wind power to lift me up the few steps until he opens the exit door. Dean opens the first door, his tazor held high, "WAIT for A SEC!"

Morro closes the second door then races to the edge.

Crap! Crap! Crap! "What was I thinking?"  I shout as he charges off the side. I close my eyes, waiting for an impact. But one doesn't come. I slowly open my eyes to see us gently floating on the wind.

Morro looks string at doing this, "Just keep your trap shut. Not like this is hard. Or I know where to land."

"Sorry," I look down, and point to the lower left where a glass roof is, "There it is."

Morro sets me down kinda hard as he takes long deep breaths, "Good. I still have 6 and a half minutes."

I roll in as the door opens for me, "Don't worry, I know what I want."  I zip around, grabbing both starfarer comics and Miss Marvelous comics (For Rosie. I can't let her be bored in that place.) I roll to the front to the cashier. I smile smugly to Morro, "I seem to be missing something."

Morro sighs as he digs around his pockets, "How long are you going to milk this thing?"

I fake cough, "Possession," cough again and smirk.

Morro grumbles, pay in cash then puts the bag on my lap, "Now to get you back," He rolls me out.

"Aww," I probably take way too much pleasure in this, "But this has been so much fun. Can't we do more?"

"No."  Morro flies us back up the hospital roof more slowly now, "I already have to think of ways of getting Kit back up to the island and another little kid would annoy me."

I hush down, listening for Dean. At hearing nothing I zap the door handle and it opens, "I'm not that annoying!"

"Oh please," Morro rolls his eyes as he carefully lowers me down step by step, "You're like my ever-present, annoying, high pitched 8-year-old cousin."

That sparks something in my mind. I hum as I run my fresh comic on my lap as he retraces the steps back to my room, "That's true."

"What?"  He closes my room door and takes his mask off.

"Think about it," I settle back into my bed with his help and smile as my tv has been fixed, "My dad is Garmadon. His brother is Uncle Wu. You," I point at him as he pushes my wheelchair out of my reach, "Were basically his unofficial adopted son."  I've got him convinced at this point as his jaw drops, "So technically, we are cousins."

He rubs temples then rolls his eyes, "My 10 minutes are up. Later."  He moves to head out but lingers in front of the door, "Dose he really thinks of me as his son?"

How. Do. I. Anwer. That?

I bite my lip as it becomes sorta hard to swallow. I think back to my small conversations with my uncle. I take a deep breath, "Yeah. After the Cursed realm was destroyed, he seemed heartbroken."  Stay calm Lloyd, you've defeated ultimate evil twice now, talking to an almost-friend is less than a cakewalk, "It's not too hard to figure out why."

Morro's reflection shows him smiling. He opens the door, loudly mutters under his breath, "Sap."

After he leaves my phone buzzes. I grab it and look at the notification. Something from instaninja. I cover my mouth at the picture of Morro in his mask flying me over to the comic shop. The on-screen photoshop text reading, 'New Ninja?! Not fake! Red alert! Who's the latest hero?' I look under the picture at the comments explode. One of them catches my attention, 'Well, he's got to have the best, most heroic record ever. The Ninja wouldn't let anyone with a bad bone in their body in their possie!'

That was a bad idea. I put my phone down, a little hard, rub my face and lean back into my pillows. That was a bad idea.