Chapter Four

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"Hey there Oliver!" Master Garmadon stuck out his hand.

"H...Hi..." I ducked my head in shame, how could I let the most famous person ever know I stutter.

"Come on, don't leave me hanging?" Master Garmadon stuck his hand closer.

I took his hand and shook it. His hand felt slightly warm and reassuring. I held my hand there, my brain felt like it was imploding AND exploding at the same time. Fanboying instincts kicked in and I couldn't help staring at his face until he gently removed his hand. 

"Well, I heard that there was dinner?" Master Garmadon rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"Oliver, get the salad." My dad whispered to me.

I rushed into the kitchen and grabbed the salad bowl, plates and cutlery. I laid them on the table just in time before Master Garmadon sat down. The room was filled with awkward silence as I scooped salad onto the plates. I slowly placed leaves into my mouth as Master Garmadon scarfs it down. 

He wipes his mouth. "This is delishous. Did you make thish Oliver?"

"Y...Yes." My smile stretched from ear to ear and I wiped my mouth with a napkin to hide it.

"Now let'sh get down to businesh." Master Garmadon's face turned serious.

I couldn't help but crack a smile as he was still chewing on salad leaves. 

"Your dad told you why I came right?" 

"K...kind of?"

"Good, I wanted to recruit you to join a group of ninja I'm trying to form. One of the Hands of Time told me about rebel ninja running around stealing from banks and rich people. The Police didn't have any luck catching them and I think it is time to fight ninja with ninja. Are you in?"

"Um... O...okay...?"

"Great! Um... meet tomorrow at 6?"

"6 pm?" I clarified.

"6 am." He corrected.


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