Iiiiiits a really short series of also short oneshots because Legacy (AND THE S10 TRAILER DID YALL SEE THAT? H) came out!

The references in this chapter are to Legacy and the old Zelda CDI game, which… you should look up, if you haven't….. seen. It. Also sorry for the film direction/DM narration sentences I can only see this in pictures not words JFKSHL this is why I'm an artist by trade

We fade in on a sunset over the Monastery. The monks are packing up for the day, drying their brushes and setting a small hood over the mural wall. It's sketchy - barely started. In fact, the monastery itself isn't quite finished in places. Amiable chatter can be heard, but just barely, until we get closer.

"What's… hey, what's the equivalent of 'my girl'?"

"Uh… my man? Nah, my... dude? Wait no-"

"My dude!" Nya snickers, and then tries again, pitching her voice way down. "My duuude."

"I - ha! - I love you my dude," Jay says in a horrendous Australian accent.

"My dude you're like, totally my dude, dude."

"Dude. Cha," Jay nods, a lot like Crush the turtle, but with none of the chill.

"TH- no, no we can't do that one. You can't do that one ("Oh ye of little faith," Jay scoffs). Uh… my…lad? Bud? There's not that many… my b- MY BOY."

"MY BOOOY, TH- THIS PEACE IS WHAT AALLLL TRUE WARRIORS STRIVE FOR!" Jay cackles.

"BOY, IT SURE I- IT SURE IS BORING-" Nya can't finish the sentence, wheezing instead.

"I just wonder what GANON'S up to!" Jay gasps, making Nya laugh harder and rock back against the monastery steps.

"Nooooo!" she giggles. "No, I'll just have to settle for calling you incessant nicknames! You c-"

"Call me King Harkinian Hyrule!"

Nya loses it again, and Jay tries really hard to quote the game again, but definitely fails.

It takes them longer than it should to calm down enough to talk again, partly because they keep looking at each other funny and breaking out into laughter again. As they dissolve into quiet giggles, the last of the monks finally picks up his paintbrush and dips his head politely as he leaves, smiling and closing the gate. Nya's eyes are drawn to the unfinished mural, tracing the sketchy pattern across the wall.

"Looks like they're starting with recent events first, backwards chronologically. Look, there's the Firstbourne, and there's… I think that sketch is of the Iron Doom. They made it look cooler, somehow."

"Wow, yeah. These guys are good."

Nya shifts slightly, pulling one of her legs closer to her chest. "They're getting kinda close to the gap months, huh?"

Jay hums, suddenly distracted by a sliver of wood poking up out of the stairs. "Yeah. There's… but there's no reason they'd ask, or anything. You think."

"No."

The last of the sun fades over the mountains.

Jay pauses. "You okay?"

"Yeah, no, I'm just thinking. About something I heard Wu and Lloyd talking about earlier."

"Eavesdropping?"

"N- well, yeah," Nya says, nudging Jay's shoulder. "Lloyd didn't really like how the monks had decided to paint his dad." She gestures to the spot on the mural depicting a half-finished Garmadon, all red eyes and domineering smile. "Or that they decided to include it at all. By my understanding it was… uncomfortable, but Master Wu said something about fate, and confronting a problem head-on, and the value of respect versus remembrance, et cetera. I think his words were something like 'you cannot hide from reality forever', or something like that."

Jay hums again, quieter. "Can't hide from reality. But it's - it's not, really. Anymore."

"No, but it was."

…

"What if I don't want to remember?"

"I don't think he gave either of us that choice."

…

"You think we should tell him?"

Nya sighs, catching it in the middle. "I'm… tired of letting it eat at me, honestly. I'm willing to try if you are."

"I am too, but… no, I am too," he relents, rubbing his thumb over the tops of his fingers. "You- you know if we tell him, we'll have to tell everyone else?"

Nya ducks her head. "Yeah. Might as well, right? What's the - you know, how much harm can it do to them? With the year we've had."

"Right, right," Jay laughs, nearly digging his thumbnail into his finger hard enough to draw blood. "We… you know. Before we back out again."

"Yeah," Nya says, determined, and pushes herself up off the ground. "Look at us, healing and stuff."

"What? Unheard of. In this economy?" Jay stands as well, flashing Nya a grin and following her up the monastery steps and through the cluttered halls.

… he carefully fishes for her hand in the dark.

"We got this, Bluejay," she whispers, and knocks quietly on Wu's door.