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Morro: *winces* Given what I know about the…other Morro, it’s a perfectly understandable question. It’s just… this is a bit of a touchy subject…
Lloyd: *looks at his cousin worriedly* You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to. The question did say only if you’re comfortable with it.
Morro: *shakes his head vehemently* No, I… I need to do this. Believe it or not, I do want to fix the burnt bridge between me and Wu. He is my dad after all. He chose to take me in when no one else did, and I understand that what he did was mainly out of protection for me, naïve and selfish though it was. *clenches his hands tight and frowns* But it’s so much easier to just stay angry at him…
Lloyd: *reaches down and retrieves a small green dragon plushie, placing it on Morro’s lap* Well, Zippy’s proud of you for wanting to make things right.
Morro: *reverently picks up the toy* …you still have him? Even after all this time?
Lloyd: Of course I do! I kept all the stuffed animals you got me. And now, *pats Zippy on the head* he gets to help you this time.
Morro: …thanks, Zippy. *looks down at the little dragon and takes a deep breath* I… actually didn’twant to become the Green Ninja. Wu started training me in the way of the ninja not long after Garmadon started attacking the city. Being a ten-year-old kid with a need for affirmation, I wanted to do everything I could to show him that I was strong enough, smart enough, and capable enough to do anything that was required of me, but I never liked fighting. One too many times of being taken advantage of because you’re the short one teaches you pretty quickly to use other means of survival.
Lloyd: *snickers softly*
Morro: Yeah, yeah, I know I’m a shrimp. *fondly rolls his eyes at his cousin* You don’t have to rub it in.
Lloyd: Sorry, it’s just funny to me that you’re always the first one to point that out. *coughs and clears his throat* Anyway. Continue.
Morro: *sighs* Wu intensified my training after I unlocked my True Potential, and when I turned 14 he let me pick my official ninja gi. I chose my favorite color of course, and I’m guessing someone *pokes Lloyd in the side, making him squirm ticklishly* still wants to be my shadow, seeing as he has that old gi now.
Lloyd: *blushes sheepishly* I-it’s a nice color, that’s all…
Morro: …I started helping him fight Garmadon as soon as Koko and Lloyd moved to their own place, and it…took a while to get used to. Even now, my fighting style still involves more stealth than he trained me for. *squeezes Zippy’s paw* But that’s when things really started to change. *takes a deep breath* …in the process of getting out and saving the city, I also…got to see what the wider world had to offer… *closes his eyes* …I can’t do this…
Lloyd: *reaches over and gives him a side hug*
Morro: *returns the hug and exhales in frustration* It shouldn’t be this hard. Why is it this hard? It’s literally just words! *groans, slumps his head onto Lloyd’s shoulder, and swears*
Lloyd: Language. *lightly pokes his cousin’s forehead*
Morro: *snorts and swipes at the offending finger* Maybe I need a therapist or something…