Has anyone seen my motivation

also I would've had this out last night if it weren't for ~my dad~

Review replies:

NinjagoMLP: Which ones?

EntityEndDragon: They need hugs so much. And thanks for the cookies! :D LOL no, neither one would be okay with that. Well, maybe Morro #1 would be okay. Not happy, but okay with it.

PastelninjaMonile: Tbh I always have that conversation with my family... "why do you like Morro" "idk mom he's just a smol" "he kills people" "so what"

Nicktastic: Tori is chill. And those two... smh.

Ebony: He's proooooobably trustworthy. And yeah. Kai 2's probably hanging out with either Lloyd 2 or Cole 2. Or his Nya.

Samantha: Try screaming incoherently at the characters in an attempt to give them some intelligence.

Windy: Everyone needs to chill. Bad Blood is my jam yo

"Ahem." Morro awoke to a pair of knuckles rapping on his forehead. Annoyed, he swatted the hand away, lifting his head to see Lloyd standing next to his bed with his arms folded.

"What do you want?" He muttered, lowering his head again.

"Did you mean to crack Morro's skull?" The blond asked bluntly. Morro blinked.

"Did I mean to what?"

"Crack Morro's skull." Lloyd repeated, sounding annoyed.

"Uh… no? No, I didn't think that would happen."

"Do you regret it?" Morro thought about that for a minute.

"No, not really."

"Seriously?" Lloyd threw his hands up in the air. "He's in serious pain, he can barely move with how much his head hurts. And we can't numb him or drug him, he's a ghost. So he's stuck with blinding pain until Andreea gets back."

"He deserves it. I spent a week in his dungeon getting beaten worse every day at his hands."

"And that's another thing, you broke his fingers when you stepped on his hand." The blond crossed his arms over his chest again. "And stop acting like a bad guy. We're good guys, we don't do revenge."

"Yeah? I do."

"Well you need to stop!" Lloyd snapped, raising his voice unexpectedly. "Can't you see what you're doing? You're not better than him, doing things like that! How can I call you my friend if you're beating people who can't fight back?!"

"Well you don't really need me for a friend, do you?!" Morro shot back. "Not when you have him!"

"What? That's silly! That's like saying because I have Kai I don't need Jay!"

"But we're the same person! And Kai and Jay play different roles as your friends, you're replacing me with my double!" Lloyd stared blankly at him, arms falling to his sides.

"Are you… jealous?"

"What? No." Morro quickly denied it.

"You are jealous!" The blond exclaimed. "You think I've replaced you!"

"Well you have! And I'm not jealous!"

"No I haven't, and you are!" Morro groaned.

"Fine! I am jealous! You're ignoring me in favor of him and I'm afraid he's going to hurt you! You're allowing yourself to be vulnerable around him, and it's going to come back and bite you! He can't be trusted, and I don't know why you can't see that!" Lloyd just stared at him for a few moments.

"Morro, I'm sorry." He said softly. "I didn't need to ignore you. I was just… trying to gain the other you're trust. I forgot you need my attention too."

"I don't need your attention." Morro muttered, a bit embarrassed. "But I did miss it."

"Th-that means… what you did to him was my fault." Lloyd continued as if he hadn't heard him, his eyes wide as they filled with tears.

"Wait, Lloyd-" Morro sat up, setting Indigo – who had somehow slept through all that – to the side as Lloyd started to cry, covering his face with his hands. "It's not your fault. It's not your fault I was so angry."

"B-but if I h-hadn't ignored you, you w-wouldn't be mad…"

"I was mad because of what Indigo told me, not because of you."

"B-but I helped…"

"Lloyd…" Morro sighed, then swung his legs over the side of the bed and held his arms out: an invitation for a hug. Lloyd peeked up at him, then accepted, stepping closer and throwing his arms around his neck, burying his face in his shoulder. Morro rubbed his back, trying to calm him down. Lloyd being angry at him, he could deal with, but crying? No, he had to do something about that. The ghost hugged him until he stopped crying, rocking him back and forth a bit. "It's not your fault." He said again. Lloyd sniffled.

"O-okay…"

"You look exhausted. You should get some sleep." The ghost boy ordered gently. Lloyd raised his head a bit to peek up at him distrustfully.

"Promise not to attack the other you?" He whispered, muffled by his shoulder. Morro sighed, but nodded.

"Fine."

"Promise."

"I promise."

"Good." Lloyd closed his eyes, tightening his arms around his brother's neck and resting his head on his shoulder. Morro rocked him back and forth until he drifted off, head slumped on his shoulder. He would have to honor his promise, he couldn't betray Lloyd's trust. Sighing quietly, the ghost lay back on the pillow again, this time with Lloyd in his arms. Indigo was probably right, the other him will have learned his lesson. He would at least delay his betrayal, now that he knew he was suspected. And his injuries would keep him from hurting Lloyd for a while, too. Maybe he could 'accidently' get him hurt again once he was healed. For now, though, for Lloyd's sake, he would leave him alone.

TheDarknessReturn

"Oh Mira…" A singsong voice woke the blond girl from her restless sleep, and she lifted her head to see a familiar figure standing in front of her.

"Reena!" Mira instantly rolled over into a crouch, spinning around and trying to kick the dark-haired girl's feet out from under her. To her surprise, though, she went right through her cousin, spinning too far and falling off balance with a yelp. An illusion. But that meant Reena was nearby. The vision chuckled, folding her arms.

"You think I'd willingly come out into the middle of your camp? I'm not that foolish."

"Oh yeah?" Mira hissed. "You were foolish enough to join Morro."

"Come now, Mimora. That's not foolishness. After all, I'm the one on the winning team." The Reena image smirked and flipped her head. "That's what I'm here about, actually. I have a proposition for you."

"No way. Not interested." Mira got to her feet, crossing her arms and glaring at the image.

"I don't care. You have to. Unless you lost your honor since we last met."

"What are you talking about?"

"Remember these?" The illusion held up her arm, the starlight glinting off the amber bracelet hanging there. Mira's hand lifted to her neck absently, where an emerald necklace hung. "That's right. The jewelry we exchanged with a promise to always have each other's backs."

"Sure I do. But why is it that I have to have your back, instead of you having mine?" Mira clutched the amulet in her fist.

"Because you owe me!" Reena's image jabbed a finger at her. "I saved your life. I've had your back. Now it's your turn to stand with me." Mira hesitated. It was true – if not for Reena, she would be as good as dead.

"Alright." She said at last. "Let's talk."

TheDarknessReturn

One would think, that, seeing as ghosts couldn't really feel, they wouldn't be able to feel pain either.

One would be wrong in that assumption.

Morro squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his teeth, clutching a pillow to his chest as he tried to think about anything but the horrible pain in his head. It didn't work. **** that hurt. He wanted to sleep, but… the pain was just too great. He had managed to fall asleep earlier, but then Lloyd had been distracting him. Now he was alone.

Just then, he heard the door to the jail swing open, and he opened his eyes hopefully. Maybe Lloyd had come back. To his dismay, it was Indigo who entered the room, not Lloyd. He closed his eyes again. Why was she here? To gloat? To hurt him? But… Lloyd had taken the keys, she couldn't get in. So he should be safe. Maybe if he just ignored her, she would go away. He took a deep breath, trying to pretend to sleep, but a stab of pain went through him and he let out a weak hiss.

"If you're pretending to sleep, it's not working." Indigo's monotone voice echoed through the small room. Morro opened one eye to see her sitting cross legged in front of his cell. He ignored her, closing his eyes again and taking another breath. "Well? You're not even going to acknowledge me?"

"Waste of breath." He muttered. "No point when every one hurts." Indigo was silent for a few moments.

"So he did hurt you pretty badly."

"Yes."

"Hmm." She was silent for a long time. Finally, she said, "Do you want me to knock you out?"

"What? No. I'm hurt bad enough as it is." He glanced up at her in confusion. What?

"No, not like hit you. My powers drain energy. Remember?"

"Uh…" Oh yeah. "Yeah."

"So I can put you to sleep."

"Oh." That did sound appealing. Every second he spent asleep was another second he wasn't focusing on his head. "…yeah, I guess… but why? Don't you hate me?"

"Kinda. But I also feel a bit sorry for causing what happened to you, so… the least I can do is stop it from hurting for a time."

"Oh." That was… nice of her. "But… it doesn't work unless you touch me, right?" He was at the back of the cell, and it was locked.

"Yeah. And?"

"And you can't reach me from there."

"No. But I have the keys."

"What? But Lloyd took them."

"Yeah, he fell asleep and I took them from his pocket."

"…oh." So she could hurt him if she wanted to. He felt his apprehension start to rise again as he heard the key clicking in the lock, then the door sliding open. He heard almost inaudible footsteps, then Indigo sat down in front of him with a snicker.

"Well this is a change of pace."

"What?" he glanced up at her.

"You're afraid of me. Instead of the reverse."

"I'm not afraid of you." He argued quickly.

"Oh please. I've been around long enough to recognize fear when I see it." She rolled her eyes. "You clutched the pillow tighter when I entered, and your breathing quickened. And you're hesitant when you speak."

"I'm not." He argued again, but his voice faltered.

"Yes you are. Now shut up or I won't knock you out." Morro growled, but fell silent. She was obviously trying to provoke him. Whatever, it's not like he could do anything to her even if he wanted to. After a moment, one finger touched his shoulder, and he felt a somewhat familiar sensation of exhaustion. Then he blacked out.

So anyway I posted a oneshot and like 2 people saw it because I posted a chapter of this right after so GO READ THAT

alsoooo yesterday was TheSincereViolinist's birthday go shower her with love and affection

would've been nice if I could've gotten this posted yesterday

but nooooo

~FFF