Ninjago Oneshots

It's Okay to Cry Sometimes

I can't explain this one. I really can't. I must like Lloyd angst. Oh well!

I stumble around my room. I can't focus on anything. I grab the first thing my fist closes around. My stuffed animal. I haven't told anyone about it. I bring it up to my face, trying to hide the tears in my eyes. I have a stress headache, and now I'm crying from the stress. Great. I quickly dry my tears.

"Lloyd? Are you in there?" I freeze at the voice.

"Yeah," I called back, turning away from the door.

"Can I come in?" Zane continues.

"Sure!" I say, faking a happier voice and hiding my stuffed animal.

"Lloyd?" I take a deep breath, forcing myself to smile.

"Yeah?" I turn around to face him.

"I thought I heard you crying."

"Nope! I'm fine! Maybe it was... um, Jay! Yeah, Jay!"

I lie, flinching at how horrible it sounded.

"Hmm." He walks closer. "You know you can't lie to me, right?" He asks, wiping away a tear I had missed.

Without warning, I fling myself at him and wrap my arms around him. He stumbles back for a second, but then steadies himself. I feel arms wrap around my middle.

"I'm sorry," I sniffle. "I'm the team leader. I shouldn't be crying."

"It's okay to cry sometimes."

I feel his hand rub soothing circles on my back. I gently pull away. He wipes away the tears that had started to fall again.

"Sit down," He says, pointing to my bed. I stumble over and sit down. He sits down next to me and hugs me. "Lloyd, you are allowed to cry. Don't ever say you can't. You have more of a reason to cry than anyone else I know."
I hug him tightly.
"Thank you,"

"For what?"

"For not just walking away or yelling at me like they did in Darkley's."

"Oh, Lloyd, you poor thing, we would never do that."
Zane said, pulling me closer. I cry onto his shirt, and he doesn't seem to mind. I feel one hand rubbing my back, and another one messing with my hair. We sit in silence for a while, until I stop crying.

"Are you better now?"

"Yeah," He smiles at my response.

"Do you feel better?" I nod against him. "See? It helps sometimes."

"I already know you're always right. No need to rub it in." I say. He laughs.

"Come on, let's go make cookies." He stands, pulling me up.Laughing, we head to the kitchen.

BOOM! It took a while, but I finished it! Check that off my list! Now, for the next one. Y'all have requests? Please, please, please request! Thanks! Bye Bye