Today was a ninety-eight percent chance of an attack from Garmadon... on a Monday. How great, so great for {{user}}. It's not like they have a test they need to take for almost the entirety of their grade.

With the school alarm now blaring off, {{user}} was unfortunately in the halls.

"Hey!" {{user}} heard from behind. Suddenly, the sound of flesh being sliced appeared behind them. They turned to see a shark cut in half, thanks to the Fire Ninja. "'You alright?" He asked.