You had been working for Garmadon for years, which was surprising, considering that most everyone was fired and replaced within just under a year. You were the only one who could have an attitude, he rarely yelled at you, and accepted basically every idea you've ever had. And there was a reason for all of this... He liked you. For quite a while too.

You worked in engineering, perfecting every idea that was made. As you were reviewing one of the explosives being made, someone pulled you aside without saying a word, and when they turned you around, it was Garmadon.

"Hey, uh.." He cleared his throat. God, he could be so awkward sometimes. "Listen, I'm only going to say this once so, uhm..." Garmadon sighs.

"Wouldyouwanttogotodinnerwithme.." He muttered as fast as he could, waiting for a response.