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February 10th, 2026. A lonely girl is waiting. And waiting. And waiting. Eyes boring into her phone, screen lingering on the text messages app, waiting for someone- ANYONE, to wish her a happy birthday.
The clock ticked from 12:01.
To 12:02.
To 12:03.
Everyone had forgotten.
Uncontrollable tears erupted from her dark brown orbs, trailing down her acne ridden face. What else was she expecting? The world had let her down. First she was born during the most uncommon month, so now when she looks in the comments of those “your month your ___” videos, she can’t find ANYONE to relate to. Second, she of course had to be born in Texas, the only country where it is illegal to wear anything other than a cowboy hat and boots (not to mention riding to school on horse back… the stables are so annoying). Third, and finally, she was born with the most stupid ass mental disorder that serves no purpose other than making her life a LIVING HELL!!!! Like be fr name 1 good thing about having an anxiety disorder. THERES NONE! YOU ARE JUST SCARED ALL THE DAMN TIME!!!!!!!
Obviously since her life is soooooo hard there was nothing left to do but cry. So cry she did, she crode into all the way into the night and when the sun was probably about to come up.
When suddenly… a knock on her door.
She gasped… who could be here?! Her sister that moved away?! Her other sister that didn’t move away but it would still be good to see her?! Better yet… her best friend of 10 years who broke up with her last summer?!
She merrily thought of the possibilities as she jumped up from the floor she was sleeping on and dawned her signature cowboy hat and cowboy boots. She skipped to the door, boots thudding against the ground as she made sure to wake up each and everyone of her family members.
The door was opened in an instant, excitement practically oozing off of her, until she saw who was at the door.
Oh.
The man did not look like a man because he looked like a Lego because he was a Lego. His skin was an unusual yellow that looked sickly, and his clothes were printed onto him. His hairpiece was unfortunately far from show accurate, since Lego decided to make it dark brown instead of his normal hair color for some weird reason. Jay Walker was here, in the flesh.
When she saw him, her first instinct was to close the door, but since she is SUCH A NICE PERSON she decided to hear him out. “Heyyyyyy…. A little birdy told me it was your birthday!” His hands were behind his back, presumably hiding something.
The girl looked off to the side, “Yeah…” an awkward silence formed between them until she continued, “I think you should go.”
Jay looked SHOCKED, “WHAT? But why! You love Ninjago!”
She sighed, “I mean yeah but… just take a look.”
She opened the door so Jay could see her entire room, and his eyes widened at the sight. Every poster, every piece of merchandise, every plushie and bedsheet that had once been Ninjago, had been replaced by Mob Psycho 100. He looked dumbfounded.
He turned to the girl, “dude. What the FUCK. I thought you were a fan?!”
“Erm, yeah. Don’t get me wrong, I still like the show but like… I can like other things too ya’know! Besides, I truly do believe that Mob Psycho has better messaging and writing quality than Ninjago.”
He crossed his arms, revealing the thing in his hands. A wrapped present in the shape of a rectangle, “Psh, yeah as if! What’s wrong with telling people to never quit?”
She put her hands up defensively, “Hey woah I never said anything about that! I think it’s a great message, but like… think about all that samurai X stuff with Nya. It was already kinda messy since Nya, the only girl, wasn’t even allowed to be a ninja, and then it was made even worse by Crystalized when the only way she could help after losing her powers, was by becoming samurai X again! As if a ninja can’t be a ninja with no powers!”
“Okay, so maybe that didn’t come across the way we wanted it to. But what about Arin? Arin is the living example on how we’ve moved past this issue and can prove people with no powers can be ninja.”
She sucked in a breath, “I mean yeah but… I don’t really like Arin.”
“What?! But his arc was amazing in season 3! Even you think so!”
“Yeah, season 3 Arin is absolutely fantastic, especially with his interactions with Ras do not get me wrong. But most of his screen time is either just whining and whining about not having powers or reiterating that he’s the #1 ninja fan who learnt Spinjitzu on his own.”
Jay had a hideous scowl, “You know the writers had to add that because of Netflix’s demands. They didn’t want to make him like this!”
“I know, but the product is, character who keeps repeating the same information over and over and I can’t really get behind it…”
Jay sighed and uncrossed his arms, having them fall limp at his sides. His head was tilted downwards, “…What about me?”
She was lowk shocked, “what?”
His head snapped upwards, eyes full of emotional tears, “WHAT ABOUT ME?!” He took a step forwards into the room, “I WAS YOUR FAVORITE NINJA! I WAS THE REASON YOU KEPT WATCHING THE SHOW! YOU COSPLAYED AS ME FOR HALLOWEEN!”
She cringed at the memory of having to explain to random ass old people that she was supposed to be an amnesiac lego, “Not many characters have long brown hair…”
“WHAT ABOUT THE FANFICTION? HUH! YOU COULD’VE WRITTEN ABOUT ANYTHING IN THE WORLD BUT YOU DECIDED TO WRITE ABOUT ME AND NINJAGO!”
“A Bird in a Cage Stuck with it’s Brain (plug go check it out) is on hiatus and you know it! Plus it only got updates every blue moon… I doubt anyone would bother reading an alternate universe every Jay is the only one who remembers Skybound and freaks out…”
She turned her head down, eyes casted in shadow by her long Lucious locks of brown. Her eyes were fixed on the floor, but something jet black got her attention.
She looked up to see a hand being held out to her, “I read it. I loved the part where you made me vomit and have a panic attack in front of my friends and my crush, it’s truly what I aspire to do in my life.”
Her eyes glistened with hope (does that even make sense????), “Y-you really read it?”
He smiled, and she decided to take his hand, before swiftly pulling him into a hug. She sobbed, “T-thank you Jay from Lego Ninjago…” she pulled back to look into his pitch black eyes just to see something horrifying. “JAY! YOUR FACE! IT’S MELTING!”
She turned back to her window that she still needed to put curtains on, the hot Texas sun was rising over the horizon. The hot waves were tolerable if you’ve lived here your whole life, but if you hadn’t and your skin was made of plastic… you were not so lucky.
Jay started to shrink in hight, his legs becoming hot plastic and spreading onto her carpeted floor. “NO! JAY WALKER! WHAT WILL I DO WITHOUT YOU?!”
Accepting his fate, Jay smiled and said, “Never quit. I’ll be back next Christmas Day.”
Those words of encouragement inspired the girl. She put her hand to her heart like she was about to say the Texas Pledge, as a single tear slid down her face, “Thank you Jay from Ninjago…”
He melted into a goopy substance of blue plastic, and she gave a salute. She then remembered the present he had with him and unwrapped it. It was everything she ever wanted… the LEGO Batman movie on Blu-ray.
“I already have this but thank you Jay from LEGO Ninjago!”
She smiled as she looked around her room. She was still happy with all of her anime merchandise, but remembering her roots could do some good. She found her laptop and opened up Netflix, and binged the entire controversial mess that was LEGO Ninjago: Skybound. It might have a creepy villain and heavily criticized messaging around sexism, but god. If she didn’t love Skybound… for some reason.
Just then, her phone buzzed. Turns out somebody didn’t forget her birthday!
BEST FRIEND OF TEN YEARS WHO BROKE UP WITH ME 8 MONTHS AGO: Kys
She threw her phone into her computer, breaking both in the process. Woe is her life
At least they never found out about the affair…
