Jaya Oneshots

Afternoon Naps|S1|SFW|Fluff

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A kind of late birthday present for hydroelectricjaya, one of my favourite writers and friends on this hellsite. I had this idea for her for a while, but since she knocked it out of the park with her recent ultra fluffy pilots oneshot, I had to innovate a bit.

So, for now, here's some good ol' vanilla fluff (one blanket trope included).

Enjoy (and happy birthday Hydro!) <3

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Nya collapsed against the doorframe, panting heavily. She threw her towel over her shoulder, burying her face within it.

Even working in the Four Weapons was less tiresome, she thought. Even being the Samurai was easier!

Part of her regretted revealing herself as 'Sam', as the guys liked to call 'him'. She could've kept training at her own pace and work on her mech in peace.

Then again... It had its upsides. Jay's expression when she told him was admittedly hilarious and adorable to witness, even if they were just about to plunge to their death. And even after that, it wasn't like she didn't enjoy him hanging out with her, fawning over her skills and her mech... She felt flattered, even if she didn't intend on showing it.

That day was no different. It had been her first ever 'real' training session (AKA Wu torturing her for hours on end since dawn). Seeing the guys train had always been amusing, but she never thought she would be on the receiving end of Wu's stick for once.

Still, she couldn't help but catch a few guest appearances during their session; most of them consisting of Kai laughing at her struggle, but nevertheless, she kept on going.

She sipped on her orange juice; it had appeared out of thin air next to her weapon earlier in the morning, but no chef was to be seen. At first, she guessed it was Zane, but minutes later she spotted something blue staring at her from afar. All the while, the figure placed a cookie next to the juice.

She promised herself she would concentrate; but with him making occasional visits, peeking at her through the open door to avoid Wu, she couldn't help but lose her balance more than twice. She guessed that was how he felt when her eyes would be glued on his figure during training—but at least she was subtle about it.

Either way, training was over; for today, at least.

A pat on her back startled her. If her knees were about to give out a few minutes ago, surely she would now collapse completely.

She turned to Wu and frowned. He simply chuckled and went on his way.

"Yeah, he does that," Cole said behind her. "Puts you through torture and then offers you tea."

"He didn't offer me any tea."

"Probably because someone already gave you a drink," he said and nudged her, almost making her drop the glass. "You did great on your first day, by the way. A few more and you'll already have a six pack."

"Thanks."

As they approached the living room, where sounds of shouts and video games could be heard, he laughed. "Thank you for getting us out of training today."

Because obviously Sensei had to focus on only her and let everyone else sleep in.

She groaned, collapsing on the armchair. Next to her on the floor rested Zane, reading the Ninjago law book for whatever reason. On the couch, Kai and Jay were training their thumbs on hand-to-hand combat... in 'Fist2Face 3'.