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Requested by Gerard_my_slut
(Does anyone else feel the urge to write when you have homework to do or is that just me? Senior year is killing me and I'm barely halfway done)
Takes place during Possession. Before the Ninja and Morro go for the Realm Crystal. 3rd Person. P.O.V.
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Ronin was, to put it simply, absolutely pissed.
Not just about his current situation, but at the Know it All, arrogant, stuck up, asinine ghost that was currently strutting about his pawnshop as if he owned the place. And it didn't help that his hands were bound behind his back and Soul Archer and Wrayth stood on either side of him.
He wished with all of his blackened heart that he could put Morro in his place.
"Alright, listen up. If we want to bring our master to Ninjago, we must locate the Tomb of the First Spinjitzu Master. Does anyone have any ideas where it might be?" Morro asked his minions, Bansha, Wrayth, Goultar, and Soul Archer. All started debating the moment Morro finished saying the sentence.
"I think its located-" Goultar started
"What do you know? Your mind is always on food, you idiot!" Bansha screeched at him, slapping him upside the head.
"Perhaps we should try the la-" Soul Archer began, only to get cut off by Bansha like Goultar had been.
"Ghosts can't go in water!" she snapped.
"Unprotected, yes! But, with the right gear, perhaps we can," Soul Archer countered.
"QUIET! Everyone just shut up!" Morro screamed, clutching his hands against his ears. He took a deep breath before he snapped out, "Everyone, just go and get some sleep. We'll discuss this tomorrow." Silently, they all filed out, leaving Ronin alone with Morro. Morro sighed and slipped over to Ronin, sitting down in front of the thief. Ronin glared daggers at him. Morro didn't seem to notice.
It felt an eternity passed before Morro finally spoke. "I know you are probably mad at me right now, but would you be willing to talk to me? About anything not tied into this-this mess," Morro sighed. Ronin blinked in surprise. Holy shit, he's actually soft, but only when he wants to be, Ronin thought. He considered for a moment, then decided to throw it all to hell.
"What, exactly, do you want to talk about Ghostie?" Ronin snickered at the nickname he gave Morro. Even more so when he noticed Morro's annoyance at the nickname.
"Anything, really. Just as long as it doesn't discuss our current predicament," Morro muttered as a reply. Ronin's snickering became a smirk.
"So, like, me talking about how I would love to pin you down and put you in your place?" Ronin's smirk grew. He was trying to make Morro uncomfortable, see if he could possible scare him off.
It backfired. Extremely.
Morro quirked an eyebrow at Ronin's suggestion before letting his signature smirk appear on his face. "Oh, really now? And, what, exactly, would that entail if you were allowed to follow through on that threat?"
Ronin felt his face flush. If he wasn't mistaken, it seemed as if Morro was turned on by his smack-talk. And if this was the case, Ronin would be alright with showing Morro whose boss. Except for one thing:
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Ninjago One-Shots
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