A collection of Ninjago one-shots for the Ninjago Flumptober challenge made by @LuckyBugBooks.
Some days may or may not be skipped because school exists and life isn't all that easy at the moment. #COVID19
Let a Ninjago-themed October commence!
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CANDY!!! 🍬🍬🍭🍭
Prompt: Returning Villain
WARNING! Contains some violence and blood. And to think there's a candy distribution up above. 😬
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"Oh, uh . . . Mr. Garmadon!" yelled the mailman, waving an envelope up at the Green Ninja who was running on the rooftops with the rest of the Ninja, leaping over gaps and flipping in mid-air. "Mr. Garmadon!" the man tried again, one hand holding onto the envelope while the other gripped the handle of his bike.
He peddled faster, trying to catch up to the quick warriors. "LLOYD GARMADON!!!" He shrieked as he stopped his bike to rest his aching muscles.
"WHAT??" Came an irritated yell from above. The mailman squinted up to see the Ninja gathered on the top of a building, looking down at him through their hoods. Lloyd's eyes, however, screamed irritation.
"What is with you guys?" the blonde snapped at the man. "Seriously, I can't even go a day without everyone always screaming my name. Lloyd Garmadon, Lloyd Garmadon, Lloyd Garmadon! Day and night, dusk till dawn!"
"Lloyd . . ." Kai tried to calm him down but the boy ignored him, fuming. "I'm not Lloyd Garmadon, I'm a messiah from the sky!" he screamed sarcastically. Cole grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him. "Snap out of it, man! I think the mail guy has something for you."
That's when Lloyd finally stopped his rambling and noticed the mailman timidly waving an envelope at him. "Oh," Lloyd muttered, clearly embarrassed by all the noise he had made. "Right, give it here."
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Lloyd flopped down onto his bed, his body drained of energy from the fatiguing run around town that day. He never mentioned it but he felt more and more tired everyday. Maybe he needed a break or just a little get away.
He rolled around on the mattress, trying to get into a more comfortable position (though that was impossible with a gi on). He stopped as he heard the crinkling of paper issuing from his pocket. All of a sudden, he remembered the mail he'd received.
He never opened it since he never got the chance what with the Mechanic and his gang up to no good again. He pulled the envelope out and fumbled with his bedside lamp. He switched it on, squinting at the piece of paper.
