Chapter Three: Why not just Wave White Flags?

Turning I was about to walk back to my room, when I noticed him. I froze, wondering if I was supposed to say something to him to be polite…or scream my head for a better lack of common sense.

Garmadon groaned upon noticing my hesitance, standing up to his full height, all four arms somehow resting on the table in front of him. "Maira…we need to talk."

Scream like a banshee it was then. I opened my mouth and screeched as loudly as I could.

Garmadon launched across the room, slapping one of his four hands against my mouth roughly. "Stop it Maira!" He hissed fiercely, panic gleaming in his eyes. "We do not want anyone to know I am here!"

I swallowed hard, nodding in understanding. Garmadon removed his hand, just about glowering at me. I crossed my arms across my chest as I looked him in the eye. "What are you doing here and how do you know my name?"

A snort of laughter escaped Garmadon as he shook his head at me. "Who do you think brought you here to help my enemies win? My idiotic brother?"

I blinked slowly before rubbing my forehead. "Yes? Sorry that just made the most sense to me…and hey! Sensei Wu is not an idiot!" I just barely registered what it was that he called the ninjas mentor. Garmadon rolled his eyes at me, mumbling something under his breath. Shaking my head quickly to bring it back to the conversation at hand, it was starting to wander off again, I uncrossed my arms, holding my hands out in a plaintive plea position. "Wouldn't it, you know, make more sense to just get a hold of white flags and wave were all of Ninjago can see them?"

"Why would I do that?" Garmadon seemed confused about that.

I rolled my eyes, suddenly wondering if he even knew what white flags typically stood for. "White flags are a sign that is used to alert your enemies that you are surrounding."

"But I'm not surrounding. I just need you to make sure that the ninjas win so that my wife and child stay unharmed." I couldn't help it; I doubled over in laughter upon hearing that.

"Let me get this straight… you want me to make sure that the Koko and not Misako even though I much prefer Misako from the TV series…and the Green Ninja are safe from your plans? Yeah that makes sense!" I spluttered out in between giggles. One or two words between each giggle to be more precise.

Garmadon flung his hands in the air, looking highly exasperated. "I didn't say the green ninja! I said my son! La-loyd!"

"Lloyd." I automatically corrected him, suddenly feeling a flash of irritation. "Man, you do realize that your TV series counterpart can pronounce his name correctly right? And would go out of his way to find a way to reshape Ninjago after himself while avoiding fighting the ninjas? I mean he went back in time to prevent Kai from becoming the red ninja!"

Garmadon rolled his eyes as he crossed all four arms across his chest. "I am not my TV series counterpart though…"

"Got that right. You should have pulled your counterpart here…particularly if he is from after the end of season two and before the ending of season four." I grinned as I imagined the mass confusion that would cause.

Garmadon stared at me as if I was insane. "Why that certain time frame?"

I blinked, before grinning at him. "Easy…end of season two is when all evil is eradicated out of you so you're good, and the end of season four is when you sacrificed yourself to save Ninjago. Really sad actually, almost as sad as when Zane did the same thing at the end of season three…only difference is that he's a robot and can be rebuilt and you're not." I frowned as I recalled his sacrifice.

Garmadon groaned, slamming his head into the table. "Not helping Maira! Look, I need you to try and get a job as a substitute teacher at La-loyd's school. Shouldn't be too hard. And please keep your knowledge of the ninjas low key!"

"Too late. I already blew it with Lloyd and the siblings…is their last name Smith here or is it something else? I am really confused about that…" Realizing that I was rambling and not staying on topic, I flipped back to what I was saying. "And I told Zane and Cole that I am from another dimension sent here to help them. Of course they didn't see my face nor did they get my name….uh, Lloyd got my full name and the whole Mai thing. The siblings just got the name Mai."

Garmadon rubbed his forehead, a look of pure torture on his face. "Let me get this straight… you can't keep it down low? At all?"

"Nope. So…do I get an elemental power to help me save the day?" I eagerly asked the idea of having a power sounding really intriguing to me.

Garmadon glared at me, before moving to leave the apartment. "I will be checking up on you occasionally. Try to stay down low. No one around here knows about the whole other dimensions and parallel universes thing being real and I rather keep it that way."

"Fine. I'll do some research on acting." I knew even as I grounded that out that my research wasn't going to be very helpful. Might be on the funny side but not really insightful.

Garmadon looked at me dubiously, before shaking his head and opening the door. "Goodbye Maira."

"Bye Garmadon…oh. And it's Mai. I rarely go by Maira." I grabbed my left arm with my right hand.

Garmadon rolled his eyes again at me, before leaving, snapping the door shut behind him with finality.

I whipped around and made a beeline to the CD stack-case that I used as a bedside table, crouching down to grab the homemade green paper case that was sitting on top of my collection of CDs. Pulling it out, I walked over and booted my computer back up, opening my CD player holder thingie… I don't know what it is called ok, up. Pulling the CD out, I popped it in, and started to play one of the videos on it. Ok, I fumbled around till I could get the CDs menu up. Once I finally figured that out, I clicked on the one that was labeled Group 6 Informercial. A minute later a black screen popped up with that oh so creative title flashing across the one corner. It faded away as the actual title, Vizzy Juice, came across the screen. That then faded away to show a haunted house. I watched as a slightly younger me with a tall boy walked onto the screen, glancing over at the haunted house. A conversation came up between us, with me expressing how strong desire not to go into said haunted house. Eventually we agreed to wait for another boy to show up before we make any concrete plans. Said boy then ran up and roared like a monster at the both of us. The first boy flung his hand up to his heart to portray his surprise and fear, while I yelped and…accidently stepped out of the camera's view. I paused the video as the second boy burst out laughing, banging my head. Pushing my annoyance over that mistake to the side, I turned it back on and continued watching it. Once it was over with, I pulled up the menu and stared at the rest of the things. The only one that had as much acting in it as that one would be the 4th interview group 3. If memory served correctly that one also had a lot of bloopers at the end…

Shaking my head, I closed the computer down and walked into the kitchen in time for someone to very loudly begin to bang on my door…at the same time my phone went off. Deciding that I need to checkout see who was calling, I grabbed my phone to read the caller id. Shay-Anna. Sweet! I ignored the door as I clicked answer.

A/N: Done! Before you ask…Vizzy Juice isn't a real thing. And that wasn't a real commercial I was watching with myself in it. I took a couple of Video classes in high school and that was one of my homework assignments (which we did all in class just cause we weren't allowed to take the expensive cameras home or anything of the expensive equipment home) Basically, my mind is going on the track where if I review my 'acting career', I can improve my acting while here. And I started with Vizzy Juice because I love the fact it is the middle of winter and we were doing something Halloween themed for our assignment. And since I actually did popped it in to see what it was labeled as… I think I will go ahead and watch psa musical group 4. That one was good. And with a larger group so we always had at least two people behind the camera at a time. Unlike the Vizzy Juice one where the scene with all three of us there had no one behind the camera.

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