Disclaimer: I don't own Ninjago.
After Morro had warned the ninja of Cole's disappearance, he decided it was time for him to head back. He wasn't even supposed to be back.
Yet here he was.
He sighed. He missed the world, feeling the warmth of the sun's rays shining down upon him, being able to touch water without feeling a scorching burn. He missed it all.
Suddenly, the door to the Hall of Villainy flew open, and the water master herself walked in, her short, black hair flowing freely, her shoulders were back, posture straight and confident. She looked quite beautiful.
Morro felt his breath hitch at the sight of her.
"So you're the one who completely ruined my plan to rule Ninjago," he said, and smiled.
She turned towards him. Her mouth twisted into a nervous smile.
"Yeah," she answered, "I guess I am."
He chuckled.
"What is your name?"
He asked, walking towards her.
A blush crept across her cheeks, which Morro found cute.
"Nya," she responded.
"Well, Nya," he said, "you are very beautiful."
Her cheeks grew even redder.
"Um...t-thank you...but I wanted to thank you for something else, too."
"And what would that be?" He asked.
"For...for warning us about Cole," she said. "if you hadn't warned us..."
"No thanks necessary," he said, then smiled. "I owe it to Ninjago to try and make up for what I did."
She looked away. "Sensei Wu is proud of you."
As long as I am forgiven, Morro thought, I'll rest in peace.
"I wish you luck, Nya. And one more thing. You have something I didn't really have when I was young. Hold on to it."
"And what would that be?" Nya asked, twirling around, but Morro had already transformed back into the original plastic mannequin.