Focusing on what she just admitted made me realise I need to rethink our future together. How could I have been so wrong about her? How exactly am I harbouring feelings? I thought we had a thing.
Why do I pine so much on that future image?
Urgh fine, she wants a real friend, I guess I'll just give her that space.
What did Nadakhan say again?
"N-N-Nadakhan, Oh, we weren't supposed to be alone." I jumped out of my skin at his unexpected appearance. The first thing I noticed, other than the fact he had no legs, was his accent.
Don't wish, don't wish, don't wish, don't wish.
It was silky smooth in tone. A matured voice with deep resonating notes that made me feel a little bit uneasy at his close proximity.
"You want the girl, I can make this happen!"
"Wait, uh, I thought one of the rules was, we couldn't wish for love." I reasoned with him but he was somehow winning me over.
"True but there are other ways to get what you want but then again, I guess a poor boy from a junkyard wouldn't understand."
Don't wish, don't wish, don't wish, don't wish.
"Well I guess one little wish wouldn't hurt, But no one else would find out right? This stays between you and me?"
"Of course, cross my heart."
It spilt from my lips before I even realised what I'd done.
"Your wish is yours to keep."
A bicycle bell disturbs me from my recent visit from the Djinn that we'd all been warned about. "Oh there you are, I've been looking all over Ninjago for you."
Really just for me?
It was the mailman. I looked at him mildly panicked, aware that my disguise had slipped. It was on the floor, surrounding me.
"Don't worry, I won't report you to the authorities." He paused and reached into his front basket to retrieve the only important looking letter he had.
He was literally just delivering a letter to me in the centre of the city. I mean, who does that? Surely the postman delivers to our address. And how the heck did he know it was me? I'm wearing a partial disguise consisting of an office based police uniform.
Gah, how did Nya get away with it? Unless NNPD is full of effeminate police officers who wear big clunky jewelled bracelets.
Weird!
I'm puzzled as to why he didn't just deliver it to the Bounty.
Oh yeah, I forgot. The Bounty has somehow been impounded and we're kinda on the run from the law and everyone else who wants to make a fast buck. Heh, remind me to stay away from Ronin. He's the biggest turncoat of the lot, would quite happily rescue you if there was something in it for him and he had done, a few times actually.
Kai told me about it. The last time we were in Stixx, Kai had chased our possessed brother onto the unfinished pier and the seaweed we'd all been warned about made its appearance at the worst possible time.
He passed me the letter and I took it. I guess I was still apprehensive. I wasn't entirely sure what Nadakhan had just done.
It happened in the blink of an eye, yet in my mind, it was slow motion.
I looked at the envelope briefly, a fleeting glance and nothing more.
Seriously, I thought this was one of Nadakhan's tricks. It looked formal, typed not handwritten and the envelope was board backed, likely meaning that whatever was enclosed was of some importance. I cautiously and apprehensively slid my finger under the adhesive seal and quickly pulled the letter out.
As soon as I opened the letter, I read it out loud and my stomach lurched. My heart felt like it had been ripped from my chest.
"I'm sorry to inform you but your father has passed. You have inherited his estate and lots of money."
Was this a joke?
Something inside me hurt. I had to get there, I needed to be there to see if this was true or some horrid prank that the Djinn thought was fair game.