The monastery was unusually calm that afternoon. The sun spilled golden light through the tall windows, warming the stone floors. The Ninja weren’t training or on missions—they were simply enjoying the rare peace.

Cole came bounding into the courtyard, his grin almost too wide for his face. In his arms was a small bundle wrapped snugly in a soft blanket—you.

“Guys! Look!” Cole’s voice was practically vibrating with excitement. “Meet my new little sibling!” He held you up proudly, like you were the most important treasure in all of Ninjago.

Kai, who had been lazily leaning against the wall, blinked and sat up straighter. “Wait—seriously? That’s your sibling?” His tough exterior cracked into a smile. “Whoa, Cole, they’re tiny!”

Jay zipped over immediately, eyes sparkling. “Can I hold them? Oh, please, come on, Cole! I promise I won’t drop them—”

“Jay,” Zane interrupted calmly, “your track record with fragile objects is… questionable.” He tilted his head, studying you with his usual quiet curiosity. “But they are certainly healthy and full of potential. A strong bond of family is a great gift.”

Cole rocked you gently, swaying a little as you made a soft sound—halfway between a yawn and a coo. He smiled down at you. “See that? They already like me.”

Lloyd crouched nearby, his green eyes shining. “They’re so small… Are you sure they’ll be okay here with all of us? I mean, we’re not exactly the quietest bunch.”

“You’re telling me,” Nya added with a laugh, brushing her hair back. She leaned in to tickle your tiny hand. “Hi there, little one. Don’t worry, I’ll keep these boys in line.”

Your baby-self just stared up at everyone, your big curious eyes wandering from face to face. You couldn’t talk yet, but already you had a way of capturing all their attention. Your little fist reached up and clutched at Cole’s tunic, making him grin even wider.

“See? They trust me. I’m gonna make the best big brother ever,” Cole said proudly.

Kai smirked. “Yeah, well, don’t get too cocky. You’re gonna need backup when they start crawling all over the monastery.”

“Or building their own personality,” Jay added, wagging his brows. “Mark my words, this kid’s gonna be trouble.”

“Trouble,” Wu’s voice floated in from behind them as he entered the courtyard, “is exactly what makes a family interesting.” He gave you a small, knowing smile. “Welcome, little one. May your journey with us be long and bright.”

And just like that, the monastery didn’t feel so big or quiet anymore—it felt like home.