Waves pov

Five years later

"what do you mean you can't find him!", I yelled as a thunder cloud grew over my head.

Storm looked at me nervously "well I've looked everywhere but I can't find jet"

"but his gift ceramonys tonight and if he's late then father will be furious!" I paced back and forth as the cloud above my head grew bigger.

"uhh careful wave. Your clouds getting bigger" storm pointed out.

"yeah so what if it is!" I yelled, causing lightning to come out.

Suddenly we heard a yelp coming from under the bed. We looked at each other before peaking under the bed to see our frightened little brother.

"jet what are you doing under there" I hissed "the ceremony happening in five minutes"

"I can't do it!" he whimpered "I'm too scared"

I sighed and crawled under the bed with him "what's scaring you kid?"

"mmm I'm worried it might not work" he mumbled "if that happens then daddy will be disappointed in me"

"what makes you think you won't get a gift?" storm asked.

"because I don't feel special enough!" jet yelled.

"none of us felt special at the start you silly goose" I tickled him "your going to get your gift and it's going to be amazing. Now come on. Everyone's waiting"

Storm picked us both up and carried us to the ceremony.

"what took you kids so long" father scolded us.

"sorry papa. Jet just got a little stage fright" storm explained as he set our little brother down.

Father's eyes landed on jet "alright son I think you've kept the good people waiting long enough. Come take the candle and open your door"

Jet nodded and took the candle out of his hands. He then opened the door with shaky hands.

The door lit up and opened, revealing what looked to be a bakery.

"so his gifts baking?" storm tilted his head in confusion.

"that's not a gift you idiot!" I yelled, accidentally zapping him with lightning.

Jet slowly picked up the baking supplies and started baking something in a quicky bake oven. The door opened, revealing a muffin.

He walked up to storm and handed him the muffin "here you go big brother. This will make you feel better"

"aww that's so sweet" storm smiled as he swallow the muffin whole. His eyes suddenly widened "hey it doesn't hurt anymore!"

"my sons cooking can heal!" father picked him up and threw him up in the air "I knew you could do it. A gift just as special as you are!"

Jet giggled in his father's arms. I smiled at him.

Knew you could do it little guy!