"𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐒𝐎 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔."
〘ʟᴇɢᴏ ɴɪɴᴊᴀɢᴏ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ ɪɴsᴇʀᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ〙"Throughout time and space I alone and the honoured one."〘ʟʟᴏʏᴅ ɢᴀʀᴍᴀᴅᴏɴ x ᴀᴄʀᴏɴɪx sᴏɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ〙
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The screen transitions into the vibrant Lego world, showcasing a bustling port filled with colorful boats bobbing on the water. Fishermen are seen hauling in their nets, chatting animatedly among themselves.
"Today on Good Morning, Ninjago," the voice-over announces cheerfully.
A boater, wearing a bright cap and sunglasses, waves enthusiastically at the camera and exclaims, "Buenos días, Ninjago!" Another boater, cheerful and animated, tips his hat with a grin, saying, "Ohayō, Ninjago!" A third boater, sporting a sunhat, flashes a peace sign and calls out, "G'day, Ninjago!" Meanwhile, a fourth boater leans against his boat, crossing his arms with a smile as he greets, "Guten Morgen, Ninjago!" The last boater, holding a baguette and wearing a beret, nods enthusiastically and adds, "Bonjour, Ninjago!"
"When Garmadon attacks... we are there!" the voice-over continues. "When Garmadon crashes the stock market... we're there again! When Garmadon defaces Whistler's mother... we're still there! We are the only news team watching Garmadon's volcanic lair 24 hours a day. This is..."
The scene shifts dramatically to a sleek news studio, brightly lit and filled with vibrant graphics. Two anchors sit behind a polished news desk, ready to deliver the latest updates.
"Good Morning Ninjago! I'm Robin Roberts," the first anchor says warmly, her smile radiating professionalism and approachability.
"And I'm Michael Strahan, and I am pumped to be bringing you the news!" the second anchor exclaims, gesturing animatedly with palpable excitement.
"PUMPED!" echoes the voice-over, matching Michael's energy as he throws his hands up in celebration.
"Well, looks like everyone is on pins and needles waiting for Garmadon's next attack," Robin remarks, leaning forward as the graphics on the screen shift to ominous images of Garmadon's lair.
"ATTACK FORECAST!" Michael interjects, emphasizing the urgency of the situation.
"Our experts predict a 95% chance of a Garmadon attack today," Robin states, glancing at the screen displaying charts and graphs, her brow furrowing slightly in concern.
