[a/n: Since no one reviewed with their opinion, Jay can lie. I'm not trying to be mean, but really?]
The woman (along with some random strangers) turned at Cole's shout and walked towards us. "Hello, Nya, Nya's friends. If you need help, please make it quick. My shift just ended."
"I barely know these guys. And, besides, that's not what we're here for. Jay has a note for you."
With all eyes suddenly on me, I got kinda nervous since I didn't have it. Cole didn't give it back when he looked through it yesterday. I pointed at the cake-lover and exclaimed, "Cole still has it!"
"No I don't! I gave it back to you yesterday."
"No you didn-"
"Guys, quit arguing," Nya interrupted. "Isn't the note in the folder?"
"I am uncertain on this, but I might recall seeing the folder in Cole's room last night."
"Thanks, Zane. See, he does have it! Hey, am I the only one getting kinda tired of that word? Folder. Folllder-"
"Stop, Jay. And lemme get this straight: we came here to give this lady a note, which is in a folder, which is in my room. So basically this was a waste of time? You can't blame me for this because who would've thought they needed a folder for free cake!"
"I doubt I fully understand the situation," Misako suddenly spoke up, "but I think the best solution would be to go back home, find the folder, and come back tomorrow. Not to be rude, but I have things I need to do. Can you tell me who the note was from?"
When everyone looked at me again, I (also again) couldn't do what they needed. I never got the old guy's name because... I called him old as dirt. Real smooth, Jay.
"The note was signed Wu."
I breathed a sigh of relief. Wait, Wu? Wasn't that the name of- Can't be.
The woman recognized the name too, judging by how her expression was no longer one of slight annoyance. "There's someone I've not heard from in a while," she muttered, more to herself than to us.
"So, we come back tomorrow?"
"Yes, yes, of course!" Glancing at her watch, a small look of surprise overtook her face for a second before she rushed towards the door, saying something hurriedly to us about being late.
"You know, I just thought of something." One more word from Little Garmadon and I swear I'll... "If your dad was such a goody two-shoes how do I know you're not?" I clenched my teeth and resisted the urge to snap Lloyd's neck.
Through whining and complaining he'd convinced his father to arrange a portal to be opened right outside my old village, but that was the only helpful thing he'd done this whole time. For the last hour since then he'd used almost every chance he got to complain: about the heat, his so-called aching feet, and wifi. There's not even wifi in the Underworld, so when would he have gotten used to it in the first place?!
Not to mention his cape. Getting caught on things, ripped by those things, stepped on (mainly by him, but once by me), why would superheroes use them anyway?
Anyway, he'd quit his complaints earlier, sick of whining I guess, and had moved on to making cheerful comments such as, "This place is so old-fashioned," as well as asking pointless questions while I searched for the stupid map. He himself refused to "get all dusty" and played with unsold weapons left out on display. Is it so bad to wish he'd stab himself?
[a/n: Filler chapter, unfortunately. Kai was kinda OOC. Boo me, lol. I think I used too much sarcasm. R&R! 'Nuff said, I suppose.]