Chapter Two: Oh boy… too much Tangled apparently.

I carefully hung my finished art projects up in my bedroom, feeling a brief feeling of boredom. I really needed something to do that would last me awhile. Uh, guess I could work on my butterfly latch hook… before I could even head over to where I keep that, a loud alarm blared out suddenly, startling me. Not knowing what to do, I froze, my heart pounding loudly as my imagination kicked into overdrive. My phone suddenly going off brought me back to the present, and I quickly seized it to see that it was another text from my mystery person.

That alarm means that the city is under attack and the Secret Ninja Force is on their way to save the day. Go help them!

Right. That should be easy enough. I started to run out the door, before remembering that I didn't have any weapons. Or training for that matter. Unless one hour of self-defense once in my lifetime counted when I didn't really remember much about what we were taught…yeah I need an easy to use weapon. And I know just the weapon for me to! After all the apartment came stocked with them…

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I widened my eyes in surprise to see the gigantic mechs in action. Tightening my grip on my weapon, I shoved my helmet's blue visor down over my eyes. I really didn't need to flip it down, I just felt better if no one could see my face. I mean…my clothes were normal everyone had them clothes right?

Swinging my motorcycle around to a skidding stop, ok we all know that it is the motorcycle that did that, next to what I presumed to be Zane's mech, jumping off instinctively. After slamming into the ground and scrapping my knees and palms, I decided to leave the things in action movies…for action movies. Grunting, I scrambled to my feet as I tried to ignore the small drops of blood that oozed out. It wasn't a whole lot, so I wasn't worried. Brandishing my weapon, I went to block some weirdly dressed guy; I mean seriously, was that a giant crab that he was wearing?; from attacking the coolest nindroid in nindroid history.

"Hey! Leave him alone!" I wondered if I sounded braver to others than I did to my own ears. It sounded more like I said 'please please don't hurt me!' Stifling a groan, I readjusted my grip on my weapon…

"Are you threatening me with a frying pan?" The crab dude raised an eyebrow up at me.

"Um? Yes? Haven't you ever seen Tangled? Frying pan is the best weapon out there….unless you are going against a sword wielding horse then you are dead." I rolled my eyes, so that he had to have seen that movie; or at least the commercial where it showed that scene between Maximus and Flynn Rider. Last I checked everyone had seen that scene.

"Wait…what?!" The crab fellow stepped back looking confused.

Zane shook his head, before speaking tensely. "Civilian…I have no recollection of anything called tangled…"

"Uh? My name isn't civilian...Besides that I was dragged here from another dimension where you're all just a cartoon to help you all save the day!" I was really confused now. Didn't the mystery person, whom I was presuming was Sensei Wu, I mean who else would want the ninjas to win…? But if Zane didn't know about me; that would mean that he wasn't warned about me…and that meant that it wasn't Sensei Wu! And now my head is spinning… I plopped down on the ground, scratching my head. Well, trying to. I was wearing a helmet after all.

"Back away slowly… maybe she won't notice…" Crab guy whispered as he slowly backed away.

I frowned, before turning to face Zane. "What does he mean by that Zane? I can still see you guys!"

Zane gasped loudly, before shaking his head furiously at me. "I am sorry…I do not know what you mean by Zane."

I frowned at the obvious lie, before recalling the fact that while the TV show had it so that everyone knew…no one knew in the movie. And I was in the movie. When will I stop mixing everything up? shaking my head at him, I jumped back to my feet, swinging my frying pan the same that Rapunzel does when she first knocks out Flynn. "Right…sorry Zane."

"Seriously?! Stop calling him that!" Cole appeared out of nowhere, looking highly disturbed that I knew Zane's secret identity.

I hurried off, deciding that extracting myself from the situation was the best option. Climbing back onto my motorcycle, I punched in find green ninja. I knew from punching in find Zane; that it apparently didn't know the ninjas identities like I did and that was a smidgen of a problem since I knew who they were and wanted to type in find them by name. The motorcycle roared to life, before zipping off to who knows where.

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Apparently Lloyd was having a smidgen of a temper tantrum near the mayor's office; due to the fact his father didn't realize that he was ruining his life. Honestly, I was wondering how come no one knew he was the green ninja. Or how terrible they've been treating him. I slammed by frying pan against a bench out of frustration, neatly breaking the handle off. "Uh…guess you can't believe everything you see in movies. Oh well. Maira just needs to go buy a new frying pan if Maira ever needs this one." I rambled to myself, not really thinking about how I was in a public place, and possibly getting weird looks.

Lloyd shook his head as he turned to face me. "Who are you, and who is Maira?"

I quirked my eyebrow upwards, wondering what kind of question was that. "I'm Maira. I was just talking to myself in third person. I do that sometimes." Lloyd suddenly banged his head against a nearby wall…which looked like it hurt a lot. "You shouldn't do that Lloyd. You can get seriously hurt…trust me the migraine ain't worth it."

Lloyd froze, starting to hyperventilate. "How do you know that name? Not that its important or anything…but still! That name?!"

I blinked rapidly, before hopping on my motorcycle and typing in home. "Ah…that is a good question but Zane now thinks I'm crazy when I gave him that answer. So yeah… just talk to him about it! Okay Max, let's see how fast you can run." I zoomed away, ignoring the confused looks being shot at me. Hey, if they didn't know Tangled well enough to catch onto what I was saying; that was their fault.

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I shoved my key into the lock, locking the door behind me. I glanced down at the destroyed frying pan in my hand, before tossing it in a jumbled heap into the trash can that was at the edge of the kitchen. 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.

A/N: Done! Um..yeah. That just happened. Did you catch all of my Tangled references!? And now Garmadon is in my apartment…what could he ever want from me I wonder… ah, Bookkeeper most likely knows cause we discussed it once… um, yeah. GO READ HER STORY IT'S AMAZING!

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