You guys really like the tattoos, don't you? How do you guys like it so far? PLEASE tell me, as the reviews are my encouragement for this story. More stories have yet to come, but I just need to decide which one to post, since I've got multiple stories.

Dang it! Almost forgot about the dreams: they have them all at the same time, same night, so that should clear it up a little bit more if you are confused. My apologies if you are. If there is anything that you are confused about, let me know, and I'll tell you ASAP.

Anyways, let's check up on how Cole's doing, shall we? (This is kinda a short chapter, but worth it.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Ninjago.

Chapter 5

Bright sunlight streamed in through the stained glass windows, turning everything cheery colors of yellow, orange, blue, and green. Cole sleepily lifted his head from his pillow, blinked against the bright sunlight, and then flopped back down, pulling another pillow over his head.

"Come on, sleepyhead," a soft, sweet voice made Cole roll onto his back, shielding the sight of his black dragon tattoo that was outlined in white. He opened one eye.

There, standing next to his bed, in her black and white maid's outfit (which Cole thought was absolutely ridiculous and not required), was Emily. She had her hands on her hips, and smiling her half-smile. Her piercing, stormy blue-gray eyes gleamed with amusement.

"So," she said casually as she ripped the sheets off of Cole, "how did you get the tattoo?"

Cole slid off of his mattress, keeping the image of his dragon tattoo out of her sight. "You can't tell anybody, okay?"

She looked at him, before resuming her job. "It's not in my place to tell anyone anything," she replied mildly, "unless I'm specifically asked to."

Um, okay? Cole took a deep breath, and then said, "I got the tattoo whenever I picked up my golden scythe for the first time."

Emily finished rearranging the pillows on his bed calmly.

"You-you don't seem surprised," Cole stammered.

"How can I whenever I have one exactly like yours? Except my colors are gray outlined in gold."

"Are you serious?" Cole said in disbelief.

"Absolutely," she replied.

Cole went to his closet and pulled out a black t-shirt.

"Don't forget: today's your weekly village inspection," Emily said as she walked out of his room. Cole groaned. My favorite day, he thought sarcastically as he strapped his scythe onto his back. He hated village inspection day.

Cole walked outside and headed towards the stables. He saddled up Night, his mare. Before long, he was galloping across the rocky moorland, jumping over boulders, rock piles, and deep holes. His long, sable black cloak flapped in the wind created by the speed of Night's gallop.

Cole reluctantly steered Night towards the ever-growing village, knowing that he might as well get it over and done with.

"Look, the prince," the villagers murmured to one another as he made an appearance. It was common knowledge that Prince Cole didn't like coming to the village, because he couldn't stand to see them starving, sick, in pain, and dying.

It took forty-five minutes, as usual, for Cole to do the inspection. There was only one thing that Cole looked forward to. And that was to hear how the crops are growing, how many chicks from the chickens hatched, and how many piglets and calves were born. Cole was pleased to hear that the crops were flourishing, and that thirty-six chicks had hatched, twenty-seven calves and ten piglets were born.

After what seemed like ages, Cole was through with the inspection. Relieved, Cole swung himself up onto Night and galloped away.

Okay. So, it turns out that Emily has a tattoo. I know that I haven't talked much about her, but more information about her will come later on. Anyways, is it still interesting? Or did you start to fall asleep? ;) Is there anything that you'd like me to change or add, like more detail? If so, review. If you think it's fine, review. If you want me to stop, review. If you want me to keep going and finish this, REVIEW! *takes a deep breath* Did you get my point?

If my point did not get through, PLEASE REVIEW! They encourage me to keep going (and they help me to push through my severe cases of writer's block [ugh]).

Have a good day/night!