《Ghost Friend | Ninjago × Reader ✔️》Chapter 13
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I woke up in the monastery again, I got up and heard the door open. There they were, me and Morro when we were kids running around while shouting at each other.
"Give me my backpack, Morro!"
"Not until you tell me where you hid my sword!"
I stared at them asking myself, why am I having the same dream again?
Sensei waked out and went to them, scolding them and trying to set things right.
Little me walked inside after getting her backpack, I followed her, I had nothing better to do anyways since I've seen this before.
Time changed, the younger me was in the girls bedroom chatting with the other girls, they were talking about some stuff aside from training.
I walked outside looking for Morro, he wasn't behind the door.. Yet.
I went to the boys room and thought before walking through the door...
Am I even allowed to look inside? This is the boys room... But this is a dream, it wouldn't show me anything I haven't seen before since it's all from my memories..
But I remembered the first time I had this dream, I saw Morro behind the door which was impossible for the little me to see to get into her memories.
I walked through the door, the boys inside were talking, some were arguing about some useless things, some weren't even in the room... And lastly, Morro was sitting on his bed with a notebook in his hands writing something.
"Morro! Come help me convince this idiot that werewolves are cooler than vampires!" a boy called from across the room.
Morro didn't even glance at him and said "I'm not in the mood for your dumb arguments, if you want to argue then do it without me."
He wasn't that rude as I expected him to be, he looked focused on whatever he was writing.
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I got closer hoping I'd get to see what he's writing... And I did.
He was writing some questions and sentences like if he was talking to someone, but he didn't write the replies.
He wrote another question "what about Y/n? I can't leave her behind like that when I go with you guys."
What. The. Heck did I just read?! Who are they?! Who's he writing to?! Where is he going?!
After a long pause of him staring somewhere near the wall close to his bed where no one was standing, he looked at the notebook again and wrote something.
"Fine, in one condition," he paused then added "you wouldn't hurt her, or I'd break the agreement."
Wow, I didn't know he cared about me.... Wait is he talking about his sudden leaving?!
A short pause before he smiled and wrote "deal."
"Y/n! Y/n !" a voice echoed in my mind as everything started to blur.
"Y/n wake up!" voice got clearer and I could recognize that it was Kai waking me up.
I opened my eyes and saw the guys (that rhymes).
They were staring at me. I got up and asked "what's wrong?"
Cole answered "we arrived." He pointed at the window, we were in the beginning of an underwater cave.
I recalled what I saw in my dream, that was unexpected, weird, non-understandable to me. I had many questions, but it wasn't the time to get answers.
I hope I can end this soon and turn Morro good again before he could kidnap me or something.
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Word Count : 581.
Yo, the story is no longer on hold. 🎉
This the shortest chapter in the story, I just wanted to update since you guys kept voting and writing comments which encouraged me to finish this book sooner.
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