Hello, everyone! I'm back with my promised Morro-centric oneshot series!

So, for those of you who have read Lost Soul and Broken Circle, these oneshots take place shortly after Broken Circle ended. (Also, the sequel is coming along nicely! :D)

For those of you who HAVEN'T read Lost Soul and Broken Circle, this is more or less an AU where Morro has become human again after Day of the Departed and been forgiven by the ninja. While it isn't *strictly* necessary to read those beforehand, I would recommend them! :D

The format of this series is that each oneshot will focus on a different headcanon about Morro!

Headcanon: Morro likes taking trinkets he finds lying around the Bounty.

"Cole, I'm telling you, I've lost my marbles!"

"Jay, everyone knew you lost your marbles a long time ago," Cole responded, laughing as they passed into the kitchen.

Jay huffed, unamused. "Not like that! I lost a literal bag of marbles!"

"Well, what do you want me to do about it?" Cole asked, digging in the fridge for something to please his insatiable appetite. "I didn't take them."

"Do you know who did?" Jay demanded, poking Cole accusingly in the back. "Are you guys in cahoots?"

Cole half-turned to glare over his shoulder at Jay. "No, because I really don't care about your marbles, Jay, and I doubt anybody else does either. You probably just misplaced them like the scatterbrain you are."

"Hmph!" Jay turned on his heel. "Well, we'll see who's laughing once I catch the culprit!"

"Good luck with that."

Jay had then interrogated both Kai and Lloyd, the two most likely suspects to have stolen his marbles aside from Cole, and both of them claimed to have no knowledge of the pilfered marbles. So, even though he would never admit it to Cole's face, he was starting to think his brother was right; he had been known to lose things, and the marbles would probably turn up of their own accord within the next couple of days.

Jay was lounging on his bed, sketching out some preliminary designs for a new invention- when he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in!" He called, looking up to see Morro standing in the doorway.

It was still more than a little weird to see Morro on the Destiny's Bounty like it was no big deal. He'd only become a human again a few weeks ago, and Jay was still trying not to act surprised whenever Morro entered a room.

Of course, he couldn't help the way his eyebrows shot up when Morro held up a small, black drawstring bag. A very familiar black drawstring bag.

"I, uh, heard you were looking for these," Morro offered, stepping further into the room and holding the bag out to Jay.

"My marbles!" Jay exclaimed, accepting the bag from Morro and revelling in the sound of so many marbles clacking against each other. "Where did you find them?"

Morro turned away, shrugging. Flippantly, he said, "Well, you left them sitting on the couch, so I just thought you didn't want them anymore. I didn't know."

Jay furrowed his brow as he tried to figure out why Morro sounded so defensive- when he realized that someone had taken his marbles. Just, not in the malicious way he had thought. Morro had taken them not to mess with Jay or pull a prank on him or something, but because he had actually wanted them.

"Hey, it's no big deal," Jay said, waving his hand to will the problem away. And, really, it wasn't. Jay had been more upset by the principle of one of his brothers stealing his marbles if only to make the joke Cole had made earlier, rather than the absence of the marbles themselves.

Looking down at the bag in his hand, he held it out to Morro again. "You know, you can have them if you want. I have a whole tub of them at home."

Morro blinked, shocked by Jay's offer. He looked down at the bag again…

Then, shook his head. "No, they're yours. It's just a dumb toy anyway."

And, with that, he turned and walked out of the room.

"Kai, you shouldn't go into Morro's room without his permission!" Nya hissed, glancing over her shoulder as if afraid of getting caught during a stealth mission.

"I just need to borrow a pen," Kai pointed out with an eye roll. "I'm not going to wait for him to get home to ask if I can borrow a pen. He'll never know I was in here."

Morro's room was absolutely immaculate. He seemed to take great pride in keeping his space tidy, and nothing seemed to ever be out of place. Kai was convinced that Morro must sleep somewhere else since his bed was always tucked in so tightly.

As such, the top of the desk was empty. Kai pulled open the desk drawer-

He jumped. "Woah."

Nya, curiosity overriding the respect for other people's privacy, shuffled farther into the room and peered into the desk drawer as well.

A handful of baubles, trinkets, and toys occupied the desk drawer.

"Hey, I remember this!" Nya exclaimed, selecting a keychain with a heart on it. "It used to be on my keys before it broke off. I guess Morro found it."

"And, I'm pretty sure this is the button that popped off of Zane's jacket," Kai said, pointing at a silvery gray button sitting harmlessly on the bottom of the drawer. "Morro's been picking this stuff up?"

"Should we tell the others?" Nya asked. "I mean, this stuff is mostly garbage. I doubt they'll care, but it did belong to them at one point."

Kai pondered this a moment before nodding. "We might as well."

"Oh, I think this is a bracelet a fan made for me," Lloyd volunteered, picking up a very simplistic bracelet made of yarn with several green beads strung along it. "But, Morro can have it. I have a ton."

"And, I pick up cool looking pebbles all the time," Cole said, setting down the rock he had recognized in the drawer once again. This particular pebble was a dull brown color and remarkable only for its almost unnatural smoothness. "I'm actually glad someone else appreciates them."

"I agree that Morro has taken nothing of value from us," Zane said to the group as a whole. The six of them were gathered near the entryway of the bedroom. They were careful not to touch anything but the drawer, since Morro would surely notice something had been disturbed in his pristine domain. "But, is this cause for concern? Perhaps we should ask him about this collection and discover his attachment to these things."

"What are all of you doing gathered in Morro's room?"

The six of them jumped and turned to see Master Wu looking at them curiously from the hallway.

"Need I remind you that rifling through someone's drawers without permission is an invasion of privacy?" Wu asked rhetorically, levelling a critical gaze at them.

"We know, Sensei, but all of this stuff was ours at one point," Kai defended, gesturing to the drawer. Wu, also a slave to the mistress known as curiosity, peered into the drawer as well. "Morro's been collecting these little trinkets. We just wanted to make sure he hadn't taken anything anyone would miss."

Wu sighed, a fond smile touching his lips for a moment. "Old habits die hard." He turned to the group as a whole. "After Morro first became my student, he did the same thing. He would take things I didn't care for whatsoever- the handle of a broken teacup, the frayed sash of some retired robe, a ring that the jewel had fallen out of long ago he found in the courtyard- and keep them in a box under his bed.

"I stumbled upon the collection- I forget what I was looking for now- and he caught me looking at it. He immediately gave me the box and insisted that he hadn't been trying to steal anything. I told him it was alright, that he could have everything in the box, but he wouldn't take it back. He was ashamed; he refused to look me in the eye for several days afterward, and he never started another collection, at least to my knowledge."

"That's what happened when he took my marbles!" Jay exclaimed. "I tried to give them back to him, and he wouldn't take them."

"Morro despises charity," Wu sighed, fixing each of his students with a solemn look. "So, if no real harm is being done, I ask that you don't confront Morro. He still feels out of place here, which may be the reason he is taking these baubles, and embarrassing him would only exacerbate the problem."

The ninja shared a look.

Kai shrugged. "It doesn't matter to me. He can have all this stuff as far as I'm concerned."

The others voiced their agreements.

Morro never ventured into their rooms, only taking trinkets that the other ninja had dropped or left sitting out in the common areas. The ninja truly had no problem with the collection, since Morro only seemed to take things people had already forgotten about, treasuring the things that had been left behind and giving them a new home in his desk drawer.

The ninja were spread around the living room, bored, and so Zane had folded an origami fortune teller, one that could be manipulated by one's hands opening and closing it in different ways before finally revealing an all but irrelevant prediction. It had entertained the others for all of five minutes, though Morro had never seen one before and asked for his fortune to be told twice, seemingly delighted when he got a different prediction the second time.

It having served its purpose, Zane took it to throw in the garbage can…

Then, hesitated. He glanced furtively at Morro and remembered his awe with the little paper toy. Though Zane had not had a traditional childhood, he had been provided with everything he could possibly need, the most of which was the love of a parent and the least of which was little toys that had fascinated him at first, just as they fascinated Morro. It saddened him that Morro had lacked all of that, and suddenly understood his attachment to the things the others considered garbage.

Hoping he wasn't being terribly conspicuous, Zane tossed the fortune teller onto the coffee table, as if leaving it there until he remembered to throw it away later.

Sure enough, the next morning, the fortune teller had disappeared.

A few days later, Nya had been talking animatedly with Jay- and bumped into a door frame. After enduring much teasing for being the clumsy one in the relationship when that was clearly Jay's job, Nya noticed the real casualty of the exchange. The clasp on her bracelet had snapped upon impact and fell to the floor.

She picked it up, heading to the kitchen to throw it away with Jay accompanying her-

But, she slowed down when she passed Morro's bedroom.

She studied the bracelet as they continued to the kitchen. It was cheap, which explained why the clasp had broken so easily. It was lined with red rhinestones. Anybody could tell it wasn't worth much, but it was still pretty, which was the only reason she had bought it in the first place.

She wondered if Morro would like it…

When they entered the kitchen, instead of tossing the broken bracelet into the garbage can, she left it on the counter right next to the garbage can. She and Jay shared a look, but didn't say a word about it.

The next morning, they were both eager to get to the kitchen to see if the bracelet was gone. They grinned at each other like idiots when they saw that it was.

They didn't know the exact moment that it became a sort of game, but soon enough all of them found themselves showing pretty little trinkets off to each other and saying, "look, Morro would love this…"

Like any game, there were rules. The object couldn't look too valuable, or else Morro wouldn't take it. They had to wait at least three days from the last time someone had left a bauble for him so Morro wouldn't get suspicious, and it couldn't be left in the same place twice in a row.

But, the best part of the game was the prize. Using all the ninja stealth at their disposal, they sometimes would try to watch Morro find the object from a hidden doorway, though they had to, of course, make sure he never knew they were there.

Kai and Lloyd were in the kitchen pretending to chat when they were really peering through the open doorway at Morro picking up the salmon colored shell they'd found on the beach. He turned the shell over and over again in his hands before finally holding it up to his ear- and grinning when he did, in fact, hear the ocean.

And, like all games, the ninja quickly became competitive. Jay even went so far as to invent something for Morro: a little wind up toy fashioned like a blue frog. When wound up, it would hop a few inches forward, and Morro was so enraptured by the little toy jumping along the floor of the living room, he didn't even notice Jay watching him from the mouth of the hallway.

Of course, Cole had barged in and almost ruined it- but Morro had closed his fist around the toy to hide it and held it close to his chest and that was how Jay knew he loved it.

And then Lloyd came up behind Jay with a watch that had a broken face… only to see Jay lurking in the doorway to the living room and Morro just beyond that. Jay flashed him a triumphant smirk, and Lloyd huffed frustratedly, knowing he now had to wait several days until he could leave the watch for Morro.

Morro opened the door to his bedroom and flipped on the light.

There was a box sitting on his bed.

Raising an eyebrow, Morro warily approached the box, peering inside-

He gasped, using both hands to reverently remove the broken teacup handle from the box. Holding it in one hand, he reached into the box to pull out the sash, the ring missing its jewel, a bell that didn't make a sound anymore…

"Do you remember them?"

Morro looked up to see Master Wu standing in the doorway, smiling at him.

"Yeah, of course I remember them!" Morro exclaimed, digging through the box and seeing that each and every one of the treasures he had collected as a child was still there. "But, I mean- you kept them?"

"Of course," Wu replied, nodding. "I was always hoping I could give them back to you. But… after you left, I moved most of your things to a storage facility in the village. The memories were… well, it was easier to move the boxes rather than to see them every day."

Morro nodded slowly, eyes dropping to the box sitting on his bed once again. He was still embarrassed, of course, just like he was that day he had found Wu with this very box of possessions.

Morro couldn't say why, exactly, he liked to take these things. He knew they were worthless, and he knew a teenage guy like himself shouldn't have been so enchanted by little wind up toys and broken bracelets.

But… after going so many years without a penny to his name, not owning even the clothes on his back because he'd stolen them off clotheslines… the little trinkets were priceless, even if only because they were his. Besides, something seemed right about taking things people didn't want anymore and simply wanting them just a little bit longer…

He clutched either side of the box. It had been long enough, he supposed.

"Thanks," Morro told Wu, who was still smiling at him from the doorway. Honestly, the box was a miracle. He had been finding so many cool, little baubles that his desk drawer was nearly overflowing; certainly too full to fit actual office supplies in it. He could transfer his present collection to his past one and-

Morro stiffened.

All of the toys he'd started finding. Wu "happening" to give him back his old collection now. Either the ninja had all conveniently beginning to get forgetful at the same time or…

Morro blushed, feeling like the butt of a joke everyone had been in on except him. "These… things I keep finding. It's not a coincidence, is it."

Wu didn't respond right away but shuffled further into Morro's room, laying a hand on his student's shoulder. "Things are not made worthless when they are given freely. It is the act of being given that makes them priceless."

With that piece of advice, he patted Morro's shoulder and exited the room.

Morro was mortified. No matter how prettily Wu wanted to wrap it, he had all but admitted that everyone had known about his little habit. He could just imagine them sitting around, laughing their heads off as they watched poor, little Morro pick up trash, stashing it in his room like a hoarder, thinking he was being sneaky when really he had been the one getting duped…

He stomped over to his desk, yanking open the drawer and almost ripping it out of the desk altogether. He went to smash-

His fist stopped an inch away from destroying the trinkets.

Carefully, he picked up the wind up frog, the broken bracelet, the sea shell. He was getting better at guessing who left what. The bracelet was Nya's, obviously, and he had known that Lloyd and Kai had gone down to the beach the day before he had found the shell. The frog had been a little tougher; in the end, though, its blue color gave it away, and he knew that it must have been Jay's.

"Things are not made worthless when they are given freely. It is the act of being given that makes them priceless."

Maybe… maybe the ninja hadn't been trying to play a joke on him. Maybe these things weren't trash to the ninja, just like they weren't trash to him. Maybe they really and truly were gifts, and that made them worth something to both of them.

This theory was simultaneously the most far-fetched and most believable one. It was weird to think the ninja had been… leaving gifts for him to find. He supposed it wasn't necessarily a bad feeling, but as someone who had received very few gifts in his life, it was definitely a weird one.

Still not fully convinced he should, he began transferring the contents of his desk drawer to the box from his childhood, being extra careful with the breakable things. Once he was done, part of him felt giddy at the sight of all of his treasures together in one place, while another part of him was still angry.

For now, he shoved the box under his bed, needing to get it out of his sight for now while he decided what to do.

It was the next day when Morro wandered into the kitchen that had happened to be empty… and spotted a cool rock sitting on the kitchen table. It was a burnt red color with dark stripes, almost reminiscent of a tiger. Rocks were definitely Cole's M.O., and now that Morro was aware of the true nature of the exchange, he could feel eyes on his back. Had they been watching him all along? He was a truly terrible ninja if little gadgets distracted him from sensing someone's presence nearby.

Now, Morro had a choice. He could whip around, catch Cole and whoever else was waiting to see his reaction in the act of spying, and confront them for more or less tricking him. He could make it well known to the whole Destiny's Bounty that he did not appreciate them enabling his little habit…, and never receive another trinket again. And make the others feel bad for, if he was right in his theory, trying to do something nice for him. Trying to make him happy. Making him a part of their family even if he had had no idea.

Glancing about, as if hoping not to get caught even though he knew very well that he was being watched, he reached forward and grabbed the rock, hefting in his hand and admiring it from all angles. That part wasn't hard, at least. It was a pretty cool rock, and distantly, he wondered if Cole had gone out of his way to find such unique and, well, beautiful rocks to give him.

Glancing about him one last time, he slipped the rock into his pocket.

Morro supposed continuing to accept the ninja's gifts wouldn't be terrible, as long as they didn't know that he knew they knew.

Ugh, living with the ninja was so confusing and different and weird…

He ran his thumb over the rock in his pocket.

But, nice. It was confusing and different and weird, but nice.

Not that he'd ever admit that in a million years, but still.

Now, most of the oneshots in this series probably won't be *quite* as long as this monster XD Some oneshots will also focus on Morro's relationship with a specific ninja or Wu, but I thought the first one deserved to feature all of them :3

I am taking requests! As long as your requests don't blatantly contradict a headcanon that's already been written, I would love to write them up! :D

Now, unlike my other stories, updates for this story will NOT be regular! There is no schedule for this story, and oneshots will be written as inspiration sees fit :D

I really hope you guys liked it! :D I had a ton of fun writing it, and I hope to update again soon! :D