Jupiter sat in thought for another moment before turning back to his father.
“Can I go live? You know... just until we get there?”
Cliff Gordon sighed and brought his fingertips to press the bridge of his nose.
“...Would it keep you still?”
“Yeah, probably.”
“Okay then. I suppose. Just don’t say anything about the limo incedent. We can’t have their compony looking bad. Do you understand?”
Jupiter responded with an empty “Okay got it got it got it makes sense don’t worry thank you!” ramble as he searched his pocket happily for his phone.
“Good morning people of Ninjago!”
Asks are open :)









