He better. If he don't I'm gonna call 911. Or make Jonmbost talk to 911.
Really? Would you call my dad and tell him that?
"9-1-1, what is your emergency?" "Lloyd won't get up even though I told him to!!" "Er, your friend has fallen?" "Yeah, asleep!" "Has he choked on something?" "No. . ." "Miss, please tell me the situation and where to send the ambulance." "Well, he's fallen asleep, and he's got a cat in his lap!" ". . . A -- cat?" "Yeah, and I think it's an evil cat! It'll probably try to eat him! Or do that weird 'Dark Sleep' thing to him!" ". . . I don't get paid enough for this job."
Lloyd rubbed at his eyes, but that only made the mild itching worse. As annoying as his allergies were, he didn’t really want to leave Jake alone with that injured leg, though the cat certainly did. Every once in a while Jake would start to squirm to free himself from his grip, but Lloyd tugged him back gently and murmured sleepily. “Hey. You’re nod going anywhere on dat leg. Relax.” Tentatively, he reached out and awkwardly pet the little cat on the head between his ears. Not being much of an animal expert (save for dragons), he wasn’t quite sure if he was doing it right, especially when Jake flinched and tried to pull away. Lloyd stopped, then tried to imagine if he himself was a cat. Where would he like to be petted? Would he like to be scratched behind the ears? Or stroked on his spine? This experience was strangely new and awkward for him, but Lloyd finally began to hesitantly pet the cat like he’d seen people do it on TV. He stroked the calico around his head, shoulders, and back, wondering if he was doing it right. For the first few minutes Jake stiffened and flattened his ears, but by and by, as dusk fell quietly and darkness began to surround the two, the kitten began to relax under Lloyd’s hand. He even went as far as to roll onto his back on the human’s lap and allow him to rub his fluffy tummy. As time passed, Lloyd felt hunger gnawing painfully at his stomach and sleep tugging on his eyelids. Slowly, slowly did his stroke on Jake’s pelt decelerate and his eyes grew heavy. He let his eyes close and listened to the sound of nightbirds calling, crickets cheeping, and Jake purring softly at the touch of Lloyd’s hand.
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Awww very nice!
Plus you will not believe this! One of our cats had kittens the other day and some of them almost look exactly like you described Jake!!!!
"9-1-1, what is your emergency?" "Lloyd won't get up even though I told him to!!" "Er, your friend has fallen?" "Yeah, asleep!" "Has he choked on something?" "No. . ." "Miss, please tell me the situation and where to send the ambulance." "Well, he's fallen asleep, and he's got a cat in his lap!" ". . . A -- cat?" "Yeah, and I think it's an evil cat! It'll probably try to eat him! Or do that weird 'Dark Sleep' thing to him!" ". . . I don't get paid enough for this job."
Why?
That's much better than Jon's experience with 911.
I'd like him to know that someone sees me as sweet and not as grumpy and aggressive as he thinks.
{JAMMERS! -jonmbost & ninjagofanmam- ONLY!} OK, so you know how I'm kind of trying to write "Roots of Earth" as a stand-alone story, seeing that there are new readers and a new community? Well, already it's obvious by the Prologue and Liana's appearance that there will be plenty of references to "Runaway - Cole's Story", though this story isn't really dependent on my first fan-fiction. Newer readers might think so, though, and they might think they missed something when certain references come up -- so, I guess when something familiar to you from "Runaway" turns up, to avoid confusion, could you comment on them in jammers? Of course now I feel like I'm trying to keep naughty secrets. . . I dunno what to do.
Lloyd rubbed at his eyes, but that only made the mild itching worse. As annoying as his allergies were, he didn’t really want to leave Jake alone with that injured leg, though the cat certainly did. Every once in a while Jake would start to squirm to free himself from his grip, but Lloyd tugged him back gently and murmured sleepily. “Hey. You’re nod going anywhere on dat leg. Relax.” Tentatively, he reached out and awkwardly pet the little cat on the head between his ears. Not being much of an animal expert (save for dragons), he wasn’t quite sure if he was doing it right, especially when Jake flinched and tried to pull away. Lloyd stopped, then tried to imagine if he himself was a cat. Where would he like to be petted? Would he like to be scratched behind the ears? Or stroked on his spine? This experience was strangely new and awkward for him, but Lloyd finally began to hesitantly pet the cat like he’d seen people do it on TV. He stroked the calico around his head, shoulders, and back, wondering if he was doing it right. For the first few minutes Jake stiffened and flattened his ears, but by and by, as dusk fell quietly and darkness began to surround the two, the kitten began to relax under Lloyd’s hand. He even went as far as to roll onto his back on the human’s lap and allow him to rub his fluffy tummy. As time passed, Lloyd felt hunger gnawing painfully at his stomach and sleep tugging on his eyelids. Slowly, slowly did his stroke on Jake’s pelt decelerate and his eyes grew heavy. He let his eyes close and listened to the sound of nightbirds calling, crickets cheeping, and Jake purring softly at the touch of Lloyd’s hand.
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Awww very nice!
Plus you will not believe this! One of our cats had kittens the other day and some of them almost look exactly like you described Jake!!!!
WHAT! Awww, congratulations!! That's fantastic!! You must be so excited! Are they Streak's? Have you named them yet? How many are there? Whoa, really?? OK, that's a little creepy. O.O You're not going to name that one Jake, are you?
“Any luck?” Sensei Wu stepped up next to Zane and Nya beside the computer screens. “Nothing. There is no sign of Lloyd, nor of the cat-creatures in Ninjago City. They seemed to have vanished.” Zane replied, concern evident in his voice. What was left of the decreasing ninja team gathered in the main area in Nya’s hideout; the Samurai X Cave. Platforms equipped with computers, driveways, and numerous vehicles stood in the cold, dim light of the cave, where hundreds of feet below them the floor disappeared into darkness, a visual warning to anyone standing too close to the edge. Everyone stood on the main platform; Wu, Nya, Zane, Cole, Jay, and Liana. The shadows of the massive cavern were lit only by the light from the driveway and computers from the large center area. It was the perfect place to hide from the mysterious cat-creatures. Zane and Nya were working together on the computer to search for information; Zane in touch with his falcon to find Lloyd, Nya checking public reports, news media, and city security cameras for any sign of the huge, lion-like creatures. She had discovered some footage from the Lullaby Hotel and nearby streets depicting the monsters yowling and skulking, eventually gathering together, then suddenly splitting up in all directions, running as fast as their paws would carry them. It was nearly as if they knew security cameras were about; they transformed into their feral cat forms as they raced away and disappeared into the shadows of narrow allies and abandoned streets. Though she tried furiously to find more clues and evidence, Nya could not catch anymore than that. At least they weren’t attacking the innocent bystanders or breaking into buildings. It looked as if their target had been the ninja alone. So. . . What had they gained from the attack? Were they looking for something, or someone? Did they want to contact the humans? Did they get what they wanted? Was that why they had suddenly disappeared? What in all of Ninjago did they want?? Nya stared at the computer screen intently and muttered under her breath. “So many questions, so few answers. . .”
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Awww, congratulations!! That's fantastic!! You must be so excited! ![[uni]](http://storage.proboards.com/6672327/images/mPKcREJAtrpeAXSOgaOH.png)
Are they Streak's? Have you named them yet? How many are there?