Hello, everyone! We're both excited to be posting our first fanfic and hope you'll enjoy it's crazy randomness! This story was mostly a result of boredom, and it being our first fanfic, it's maybe not the best, but we tried! Anyways, we'll keep this authors' note short and sweet. Let's get this story started! XD


Imagine a typical neighborhood. Neat, if not a little shabby, houses all in a row, green lawns, pale paint jobs of beige, turquoise, gold, and green, friendly neighbors; an average suburban neighborhood lining a decent street. You know how there's always that one house with the dying lawn, slightly peeling paint, occasional taped window, and consent screams and shouts coming from inside? Now picture that with a huge side garage, underground basement, and a flying ship in the backyard, and you have the ninja HQ.

While they're not saving Ninjago from world-threatening evil, the ninja live somewhat, uh, kinda ordinary lives, if you can call whatever happens in that house ordinary. They are often doing small side missions, some of which are too absurd to be mentioned. But one of those, dear readers, are what we are going to be telling you today. You think you know these great protectors well, do you? Let's prove you wrong...

Beep, beep, beep!

Carol groaned, and rolled over in bed, but Tia instantly sprang up, jumped out of bed, and shut off the blaring alarm clock.

"Don't you just love that satisfying sound of a clock announcing the coming day?" Tia exclaimed, stroking the clock lovingly.

"Um, Tia?" Carol rolled back over to look at her. "You're the only person I know who enjoys hearing an alarm clock go off. And trust me, I know a lot of people."

Carol was the pink ninja-the Master of Interpretation-as well as Lloyd's older sister, and she and Tia, the Master of Time and the purple ninja, often visited the ninja HQ to help with missions and receive extra training. And in Tia's case, to get revenge on a specific ninja. More on that later.

"I have the whole day planned out!" Tia said excitedly, copper hair flying crazily as she dug through their dresser and pulled out a slightly crumpled piece of paper. "And I made you one, too!" She handed Carol another crumpled paper, which she took tentatively.

Carol was carefully reading the paper as Tia looked at her impatiently.

"Well? Let's go to breakfast!" She said.

"Um, okay." Carol replied as she put her paper down. Tia and Carol got ready and went to the dining room where they saw Sensei Wu sitting at the head of the table, drinking tea and glancing over the morning newspaper.

"Good morning, my little sausages." he said.

"Where's everyone else?" asked Carol, trying to keep her face expressionless at Sensei's strange greeting.

Sensei Wu answered, "They are still sleeping, young sausage. So, you can help make the sausages."

Tia let out a long sigh, then eventually dragged herself to the kitchen.

"Tia, can you get the frying pan?" said Sensei, barely looking up from the newspaper.

Tia grabbed the frying pan in both hands, a sly smile stretching across her face. "Can I hit Jay with this?"

"That frying pan is for making sausages, not whacking your teammates," the old man replied.

"It's not my teammate!" she insisted, hands on hips.

"We will drop this subject now, my little sausage."

The reason for Tia's intense hatred of Jay is really a long story. The two ninja never liked each other from the start. One day, when Tia was walking towards the door, Jay came bursting through, door slamming outward. The impact cracked Tia's most prized watch, and from there war between the Masters of Time and Lightning broke out. The others tried to ignore it, but the two ninjas' everlasting feud didn't always stay just between the two of them.

"Sensei," Carol said, "why is it taking so long to find the sausages?"

Sensei Wu was digging around in the fridge where the sausages normally were, then he shot up saying, "They are gone." His eyes were filled with raw terror, and Carol and Tia exchanged a mildly concerned glance.

"Well, if we're not making sausages can I hit Stalker?" Tia asked.

Sensei Wu replied, "No. But, we need to find them. You can't celebrate The Fourth of Nuly without sausages. It is tradition!"

"Well, maybe this year we can change tradition," Carol offered, not wanting things to get too out of hand.

"We can't!" Tia broke in. "Jay Garbage-Stalker hates sausages, so we have to have them!"

Carol sighed. So much for that idea.

"Raise thee alarm, my young sausages," Sensei Wu commanded, looking dramatically off into the distance. "We must get to the bottom of this thievery!"

"I bet it was Jay," Tia murmured, slowly making her way out of the kitchen.


That chapter was pretty short with mostly just OCs, but they will get longer. ;) And that was our first chapter ever! (cue confetti and cheering) You may be wondering where this whole "sausage" thing came from. Well, to make a long story short, there was this book that the one who is typing at this very second read. I don't remember the name, but there was this gym teacher who called his students his "little sausages". This started a conversation on what it would be like if Sensei Wu did this, and well, here we are! It's the simple things in life...XD