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Cole's POV:
Everything had been calm since the Overlords defeat. A pretty good ending to a long awaited battle, one that tore a family apart, but then put it back together again. Destiny can come around in the end... Sometimes.
Anyway, it's been fairly quiet. Not much crime to fight, no serpentine to stop, no evil dark lord to takedown. Kai, Zane, Jay and I were still ninja, but without anything to do, we had to get regular jobs... as teachers... in Sensei Wu's Academy, formerly Darkley's School for Bad Boys. There wasn't anything to do!
But that wasn't the worst of my problems...
Earlier today...
"Cole, I think it is in your best interests to do something else outside of being a ninja." My father began.
I had gone to visit my dad today, I hadn't seen him in a good few months and I thought it was time we caught up. I sat in my dad's living room whilst the radio played some Mozart, I didn't know what song it was and I had no intention of finding out, it would send my father into a full blown conversation about classical music and I didn't want to hear it again. So I just sat down, listening to the awful music as my dad talked about what I should do next, since there was no enemies to defeat.
"Dad, I've already told you, Ninjago still needs the ninja. I can't just stop being a ninja." I answered.
"Maybe not, but you could put it on hold and do something a little more...productive." He replied, choosing his words carefully.
"What do you mean by 'more productive'?" I asked.
"Well, since the overlords defeat, you haven't been doing much ninja-ing…" My father said as he paced up the room like he always did when discussing a serious matter. I just stayed sat down drinking the cup of tea he had given me when I had walked in.
I didn't like where this conversation was going.
I swayed my hand to him in a motion to carry on.
"... I think you should… um.." My father thought for a moment, deciding the best way to explain his 'idea' to me.
He stopped his pacing and faced me, "Cole, you're going to Marty Oppenheimers School for Performing Arts." He said sternly.
My mouth dropped, I was speechless.
"Wha... but.. No, I'm not!" I shouted.
"Cole, you can't say no to something like this." My father retorted.
"Watch me! No, I will not go!"
My father walked over, and sat on the couch beside me. "Cole, think about this, what else do you have to do at this moment in time?" He questioned.
I thought for a moment, I wasn't doing anything. I hated being a teacher. There was no evil in need of vanquishing by my brothers and I. Maybe my father had a point, I wasn't doing anything.
Maybe I should be?
I sighed and looked to my dad, "I'm not doing anything."
"See, you need something to fill your time." He carried on explaining.
"But Marty Oppenheimers has onsite dorms. That means I'll constantly be on premises!" I whined.
"That means you can't skip school." My father said with a smirk. He thought this was funny!
I looked my dad in the eyes, "I am not going to Marty Oppenheimers!" I concluded.
My dad hefted a heavy sigh, "I've already sent an application in for you. You can't say no, now."
I stared at my dad. "You did what!?"
My dad ignored my anger and spoke in his usual stern demeanour, "You're going, and that's final." He left without another word.
I got up and left my dad's house, I couldn't change his mind now...
How do I tell my brothers that I won't see them for a couple months because of school?