Misako looked down at her two children, the blonde baby and the brunette toddler. She spoke her thoughts out loud. "Lloyd. That's a nice name. What do you think, Irene?" Irene answered. "I like that. Lloyd. I think he'll be the best little brother ever." Misako smiled. "Okay, Irene. Go to bed now. It's late." Irene pouted. "But I'm not sleepy!" Misako tutted. "No, dear, you need your rest. Go sleep." Irene sighed. "Okay, mother."
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The next morning, when Misako went up to check on Irene, there was no sound from her room. "Irene? Irene!" Where Irene had laid peacefully, sleeping with her brown hair covering her face, there was no one, nothing. She was gone. The window was broken. Misako gasped. "Someone's taken Irene!" Yes, someone had taken her. And her story was just about to begin...

Irene jolted awake. "Oh. The dream again. About having a family." Her foster sister and best friend, Alyssa, looked at Irene with a concerned look on her face. "The old standby?" Irene nodded. "Yep. The one about my brother..." Alyssa asked. "How did your brother look like?" Irene answered "Like a tiny midget. Oh, he had blond hair, and he was 4 years younger than me." Alyssa thought for a moment. "Wouldn't he be 12 now, since you're 16?" Irene said "Yup, and he literally didn't even look a bit similar to me." Alyssa sighed. "We'll never find him." Irene and Alyssa were best friends, and looked so alike that people asked "Are you twins?" to which they always answered no. Alyssa said thoughtfully "Maybe it has to do with the person who put us both in the orphanage. What was his name? Clouse or House, or something stupid like that?" Irene agreed. "I'm starving, let's go eat." Irene and Alyssa lived in a small flat in the suburbs of Ninjago City. They used to live in an orphanage until Irene turned 16, making her eligible to adopt Alyssa. Alyssa was 14, and yet they were both equally mature and smart. Irene and Alyssa wolfed down a breakfast of porridge, then went to their special area of their flat: The Bake Shop. They sold different cakes and pastries, scraping by with enough for their living. Alyssa checked the displays. "We have enough for the day." Irene smiled. "Now we can research more on my brother!" Alyssa pulled out her computer, their only luxury. "Okay, so there are actually very few blonde boys in Ninjago, and none of them are 12. The closest one to being 12 is 15, and it's probably not him." Irene cocked her head. "Why?" Alyssa explained. "It's Lloyd Garmadon, the Green Ninja, and how could he be your brother?" Irene laughed. "Like, all of a sudden he'd just pop up and be all like "Hey Irene, guess what, I'm your long lost brother!" The girls laughed. Alyssa sighed. "Enough, let's go start baking." Irene nodded.

A/N: Was it good? I'm not planning to continue if I never get any reviews (because no one reads my story :P) Also, their obliviousness :D.