Summary: Garmadon and Co. move into the monastery.
Warnings: Wu is in denial
Prompt: New Beginnings
Extra: Set in pre-canon. "And Co." are Ray, Maya, Libber, and Lily. Wu is in denial of being a father, but Ray and Garmadon will not shut up about it. I am sleepy so this probably sounds a bit dead.
"So this is what you've been doing in my absence?" Garmadon asked after he knocked on a giant red door of the Monastery.
He had walked in on Wu as he guided Morro through proper katana form.
The brother's locked eyes.
"Morro, you've done a great job today, but I think we're done for now. Do you mind cleaning up everything?" the blonde asked kindly.
Morro simply bowed and dragged the training dummy and bokken to their respective storage places, disappearing into the monastery afterwards.
Garmadon approached his younger brother. The two stood face to face, tension thickening the air as silence flowed between the two.
"Is this the boy you've been writing about?" the elder brother asked.
"Yes, that was Morro." The younger brother confirmed. "Where are the other four?"
"They are… coming." The brunette turned to the stairs, where spiky brown hair popped up from a distance. "It has been a long journey."
"I see. Good thing Morro and I prepared rooms for you all ahead of time." Wu stepped forwards to be next to the taller man.
The two stood in weighted silence.
The eldest sighed, "I missed you, Brother."
"As did I." The younger quickly brushed off any dirt accumulated from training.
Ray clambered up the stairs, huffing with each step he took. Maya, Libber, and Lily followed up behind. All of them at different levels of exhaustion, ranging from Libber, who was bent over with her hands on her knees gasping for air as fat beads of sweat dripped down her round pale cheeks and thin neck, to Lily, who was slightly winded as she dabbed sweat off her brow and jogged up and down the same three steps, giving encouraging words to the other women with her.
"Why," Ray asked through labored breaths, "do you live on top of a mountain?"
The blonde man smiled, "There's a nice view."
"Eughhh… I need… a bath," Libber groaned as she collapsed against the wall of the monastery, scooching over to a shaded area.
"Same, I forgot how tall this mountain was," Maya agreed.
"Oh come on, it wasn't that bad," Lily received two deadpan stares.
"Maybe for you because you love rock climbing," Libber grumbled before slouching inside to bathe. Maya and Lily followed suit.
Ray straightened up eventually. "So, where's your kid, Wu?"
"What?"
"Your kid. Y'know, agh what was the name, Mollo? No, Mono? Ah, Morro!"
"Wha- hah! Morro is not my kid."
"You sure, Brother?" Garmadon piped up. "You seem quite fond of him."
"I can be fond of a child without adopting him! Besides, he's only my student."
"Sure, because you definitely wrote about discovering his favorite food like he's your student," Ray rolled his amber eyes. "Just accept it, you're a father now."
"Which means I'm an uncle as well," Garmadon quietly realized.
"Again, Morro is just my student. Besides, there's no way he sees me as a fa-"
"Sensei."
The three men turned to see their topic of discussion waiting patiently by a door into the building.
"Excuse me for interrupting, but I completed my task," the boy said after he came over.
"Good job! Let's go inside now, okay?" the younger Dragoni crouched to be closer to Morro's eye level.
The boy with a green streak nodded happily and softly made his way back into the temple.
Ray and Garmadon shared a look as Wu rose to his full height and followed, waving the two over.
"Not a father, he says," Ray mumbled before heading inside with Garmadon.
Bokken - wooden sword used to train in kenjutsu, or japanese swordsmanship
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@royalreef from [Here]
|| 🔷 ||: ❝ I... I see... ❞
It was oddly pretty, the way the strands hanging from the knots were waving in the wind. The decoration- or warning, now that she'd been informed- adding that splash of color to the otherwise normal brown and green scenery of the woods.
Her curiosity was piqued, how part of her wanted to brave the warning to discover it's meaning, but the princess had made it clear going that way was... not the best idea.
|| 🔷 ||: ❝ We can go a different path, there's a split back the way we came that should lead to the same place... ❞
She turns her head to look at her companion, tilting her head quizzically,
|| 🔷 ||: ❝ What does that mean to your people? ❞
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