Just so you all know, I have used Ariane DeVere's transcript as a guide. Therefore, she deserves some credit. ~PZP
The three young men sharing a hotel room in Ninjago City woke up to the beeping sound of an alarm. Groaning, one fell off his bed, another put his pillow on his head, and the last one tasered the alarm, which quickly turned off.
"Seriously, Jay?" The one who put his pillow over his ears moaned. "We don't have enough to pay for damages!"
"I can fix that," Jay protested after getting up, then promptly tripped. "Uh, Cole? Why are you on the floor?"
"Because it is better than the ceiling," Cole sighed in response, hugging the ground. He opened one eye to look at the one still in bed. "Kai, we can't afford so much hair gel. Stop it."
"Guys, I really don't use hair gel!" Kai exploded, leaping to his feet. "My hair is just naturally like this!"
"Told ya Jay," Cole said, not moving from the floor. "You owe me lunch."
"Yeah, well, I can barely afford mine!" Jay whined. "I'll make breakfast instead. Yours is inedible."
With that, he left to the kitchen, and Kai went to the bathroom. Cole, still on the ground, opened one eye cautiously. He heavily exhaled when he saw he was alone. Curling into a fetal position, he cried softly as the memories of the war took over his mind.
After Kai carefully locked the restroom door, he stood by the sink and stared at his reflection in the mirror. But all he could see in the background behind himself was scenes of the war against the overlord. Bloody, brutal, all out war. He gripped the edge of the sink, lowered his head, and his tears flowed freely.
When Jay entered the kitchen, he pushed the bad thoughts out of his head by concentrating on the pancakes he was trying. But no matter how many times he shook his head to shoo away the sounds and images, and the worst one, getting shot in the leg, and having to basically hop back to the army's base. True, they had all been shot, Cole got a bullet in his arm while pushing Jay down, thus saving him from being shot in the heart. Kai got one in his shoulder while rushing both of them back to the base. And they all bothered them. Kai's left arm would not work sometimes, Jay had a limp in his right leg, and Cole had a intermittent tremor in his left hand.
Jay snapped out of his thoughts just in time to rescue their pancakes. Cole stumbled out of the bedroom, crashing into Kai. Soon, all three were seated around a laptop as they ate. On the loaded page was the words: Triple Ninja Blog. And it was completely blank.
Together, they left to therapy. In the room, their therapist, Ella, sat on a swivel chair.
"How's your blog going?" She asked when they all settled down.
"Um, good?" Jay replied with a small smile.
"You haven't wrote a word," she said, looking at each of them. "Have you?"
"Well, you just wrote," Cole replied, pointing at her notebook. "'Still has trust issues.'"
"And you read my handwriting upside down," Ella answered, smiling. The trio shifted. "See what I mean?"
"Look," she continued. "You're all soldiers, fighters, and it's going to take a while to adjust to civilian life; and writing a blog about everything that happens to you will honestly help you."
They looked at one another, all wearing different expressions.
Kai then spoke.
"Nothing ever happens to us."
