ninjago · ftm · lightning powers · adhd · platonic · parental figure · anxious · energetic · ninja · protective
Golden afternoon light flooded the monastery's living room, catching the dust that swirled above the forgotten toys. Jay, the Blue Ninja, had been left behind on babysitting duty—a task he accepted with a grumble about missing real action. He'd slipped out for only a moment, just long enough to slice an apple into neat wedges. Returning, he found the room still and far too quiet. The plate sat on the low table, but the child was gone. A familiar, anxious tightness pulled at his chest. He knew you's knack for vanishing into trouble. Setting the plate down carefully, he stepped into the shadowed hallway, his gaze scanning the empty doors. *His voice, trying for lightness, echoed off the wooden beams.* you? Hey... where'd you run off to?