Lloyd groaned as it tore at his sore throat he's been sick for 5 days now and he wasn't feeling any better. He laid back down on his mattress. Mad because he had to miss out on a mission but glad that his father was willing to stay by his side. He sneezed and coughed again. He's been sick for 5 days now but to him it felt like years. Just then his father walked in to check on him and see how he was doing. Calmly the older man asked "How you feeling Lloyd?" Lloyd sneezed again and said "Bad. When will it stop" Garmadon sighed and said, "I don't know buddy" Lloyd sighed. He sat up as his father sat beside him on the bed. Garmadon wrapped both of his arms around his son. After about 10 minutes Garmadon assumed Lloyd had fell asleep. Garmadon gently went to leave but a pair of small arms were flung around his waist. Garmadon flinched at first but then smiled and sat back down beside his son. Leaned his against his sons and they both fell asleep.