Ninjago One-Shots

Thinkfast (Lemon)

Requested by PurpleCherryUwU

Not responsible for ruining of innocence blah blah blah.

Takes place after Season 9.

Neuro's Apartment, Ninjago City.

3rd Person P.O.V.

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Turner was bored.

He sighed again and threw his arms over his face.  He was currently lying on the couch in Neuro's apartment.  Neuro was out shopping, he needed to buy a new dining table, and Turner couldn't go.  Not because he was the reason the first dining table got broke, but because he was banned from the furniture store.  Was it really his fault that when he climbed a stack a tables it collapsed and tables went everywhere and broke?  No, there should of been a sign saying "DO NOT CLIMB" and he might not of done it.  He was fortunate his Granddad was there, otherwise he would of gone to jail, but his Granddad still made him clean the whole house, the shed, and the barn when he got home to the farm.  Even though this was like, 5 years ago, he was still banned.

Turner groaned again and sat up.  He had been so bored he had cleaned Neuro's apartment 4 times over, that included dusting and organizing, and he had nothing else to do.  He probably could've built Neuro a new dining table to replace the one he used as a stunt board, but he was banned from all hardware stores in Ninjago.  Not kidding.

He stood up and made his way to the cupboards, to see if there were any snacks.  He opened the first cupboard, then he heard the front door open.  He turned long enough to see Neuro close the door before a receipt was shoved into his face.

"The new dining table costed me 500 dollars.  You owe me,"  Neuro muttered.  He turned to sit, then stopped, turned back to Turner.

"Did you clean the apartment?" he asked, surprised.  Turner grinned.

"Four times, actually.  Plus dusting and organizing," he replied, proudly.

Neuro let out a soft laugh, "I should leave you alone for several hours more often."

"Please don't.  I'll go insane from boredom.  Providing I did clean and haven't done some stupid stunt," Turner begged.  Neuro raised an eyebrow.

"Like the stupid stunt that destroyed my dining table?"

Turner smirked, "Exactly like that."

Neuro shook his head and started to go down the hall.  Turner zipped in front of him.

"Hey, um, I'm sorry," he mumbled.  Neuro rolled his eyes and smiled.

"I know.  I'm just tired from having to search for a dining table.  I'm going to take a nap," Neuro explained, slipping past Turner.  Turner watched him for a couple seconds, then zipped into the room before Neuro.

"Can I join you?  I did, after all, clean the apartment," Turner smiled.  Neuro laughed.

"I consider that penance for destroying my dining table," Neuro grinned.  Turner sighed.

"Pleeeeeaaassse????" Turner whined.  Neuro sighed.

"Fine.  But no shenanigans.  Got it?" Neuro said.  Turner nodded.

Neuro moved to his dresser and changed into some more comfortable clothes.  Turner couldn't help but stare as Neuro put on a pair of light grey yoga pants and a white tank top.  That combination, Turner swore, only helped to more define Neuro's slender build and muscles.  Neuro spent at least 2 days a week at the gym, plus being vegan, and Turner could tell it paid off.