Welcome to Kino's Shakespearian Masterpiece Theatre! Since I'm the only Bionicle fan to ever write a Bionicle/Shakespeare crossover, I now own the title. So, XP For those of you who did not know, "A Midsummer-Night's Dream" is ultimately my favorite Shakespearian play ("The Tempest" is second, followed by "Romeo and Juliet"). I know I have a ton of open stories right now, but do not fret! They will be finished before I graduate my senior year of college. Lewa is playing the part of Puck. Vakama will be playing the part of Oberon. As Titania, we have Nokama. The part of Lysander is played by Jaller. As Demetrius, we have Tahu. Hahli will be playing the part of Hermia. As Helena, we have Gali. The part of Theseus will be played by Lhikan. Hippolyta will be played by Naho. Egeus will be played by Nidhiki. The part of Nick Bottom will be played by Matau... Bottom. Pohatu (Quince) will be Peter Quince. As Francis Flute, we have Ehrye. As Robin Starveling, we have Kopaka Starveling. pessimist. Onua Snout will be Tom Snout. As Snug we have Takanuva. The part of Philostrate will be played by Matoro. And, finally, as Peaseblossom, Cobweb, Mote, and Mustardseed, we have Amaya, Macku, Kotu, and Nixie. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters you recognize... nor do I own the original idea. Summary: Hahli likes Jaller, but she's engaged to Tahu. Tahu is madly in love with Hahli but she doesn't want him. Gali likes Tahu, but Tahu thinks she's ugly. Nokama has fallen in love with Matau Bottom, but she's married to Vakama. Chaos ensues as Lhikan and Naho prepare for their wedding. The course of love never did run smooth. Genres: Romance, Humor, Teen Angst, Drama, Fantasy, Supernatural, Parody Bionicle: A Midsummer Night's Dream Act 1 Scene 1. Mata Nui. The palace of Lhikan.
"Now, fair Naho, our nuptial hour
Draws on apace; four happy days bring in
Another moon; but, O, methinks, how slow
This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires,
Like to a step-dance or a dowager
Long withering out a young man." Lhikan said. His hair tossed into a curly mass of gold.
"I have no idea what you just said." Naho blinked her sea-green eyes. "Something about a wedding... Wait. Are we supposed to get married?"
"Yes! I... I mean, I think we're engaged."
"Holy Mata Nui! We're getting married in four days!" Naho sat down on a stone bench next to Matoro, stunned.
"Uh, Matoro?" Lhikan asked. "What do we do now?"
"I think you would want me to stir up the merriment to make the youth forget the deaths of their loved ones." the white-haired boy said, turning the page in a book.
"Yes! Go forth and bring people the joyous news of a party!"
"Will do."
When he didn't move, Lhikan asked, "Well? Aren't you going to go forth?"
"As soon as I'm done with this chapter."
"Ah..."
Naho shook her head and chuckled silently to herself.
"Matoro," she said, sweetly, as she inspected her nails, "please go do what my fiancé tells you."
"I'm gone!"
Matoro stood up and walked out.
Once Lhikan was sure Matoro was gone, he sat down on the same bench his fiancée was sitting upon. Slowly he scooted closer to her.
"Did you really mean it?" she asked, turning to him, eyes alight and hands clasped.
"Mean what?" he blinked.
"That you love me, silly!"
"Well, yeah, I mean, yeah, I love you. You're very nice and pretty an—"
"Yay!"
She pounced on him with a bone crushing hug that sent them both to the marble floor.
"Gah! Naho, not now!"
"Get a room." said a voice from the doorway that could only belong to Lhikan's oldest and dearest of friends.
Lhikan simply tilted his head back to confirm the speaker. There stood Nidhiki, with a knowing smiling. Next to his side was his small but pretty daughter Hahli, who was stifling a giggle with her hands. Behind her were two tall, elegant men named Jaller and Tahu.
"Hey, Nidhiki." Naho said, once again perched on the bench.
Lhikan blinked. How did she do that?
"Lady Naho." Nidhiki bowed in greeting before helping his friend up.
"What news do you bring me?"
"A complaint."
"Oh, not this again." Hahli puffed.
"As you know, my beloved daughter is to be betrothed to Tahu, however she has been bewitched by Jaller. The latter gives her gifts and tokens of his pursuit for her hand. She's stubborn too listen to me. By the ancient laws, I wish to dispose of her—"
"Father!"
"—this way neither man will have her, as her death would end this madness."
"If you're trying to end the madness, why not just kill one of her suitors?" Naho asked, a cheery grin on her face. Both Tahu and Jaller leapt back and away from the possibly insane fiancée of the Duke Lhikan.
"How about: No." Lhikan said. "What do you have to say, Hahli? A beautiful girl such as has the power to draw men in. Tahu is a worthy gentleman for your hand."
"Yeah but so is Jaller." she said.
"True, but put this into consideration: The first is your father's choice, meaning he is much more worthy."
"He doesn't understand. He hasn't seen through my eyes."
"Your eyes are very blue... Anyway, you should go with the better judgment, not by something heartfelt."
"Aren't you being hypocritical?" Naho asked, still smiling/
"Shut it."
"But Tahu smells!"
"That's why you refuse to marry him?" her father gaped.
"I don't smell." Tahu pouted.
"No, that's the fifth reason. I don't want to marry him because I love Jaller is the reason I won't."
"Yay! I'm loved more than Tahu!" Jaller said, jumping up and down and clapping like a kid.
"You have a choice, fair Hahli, to die with love or to live with sadness—"
"Or she could be a nun!" Naho said, chiming in.
"But I don't think her father wants her to be a virgin forever."
"True, but a woman's virginity is all she has. Why, I remember the night I lost mine to the man I love—"
"We're not going to talk about that." Lhikan said, trying to hide his very red face with a hand.
"Why are we talking about— never mind." Hahli said, rubbing her temples.
"Relent, sweet Hahli: and, Jaller, yield my love to me."
"You have the love of her father." Jaller said, a michiveous glint in his gold eyes. "Marry him and let me have Hahli's."
"Why you scorful Jaller!" Nidhiki said, taking a swing at the blond. "It's true you have the love of my daughter. And what is mine, my love shall render Tahu. And she is mine."
"I am, my lord, as derived as her, as well possessed. My love is more than his. My fourtunes ever way as fairly ranked, if not with an advantange, as Tahu's. It is with these boasts, I calim my love for the beloved Hahli. Why should I not proclaim my love for one who has proclaimed her for me? Tahu, I'll avouch it to his head, make love to Gali and won her soul. And she, sweet lady, dotes, devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry upon this spotted and inconstant man"
"Too many long words." Naho said, her head spinning.
"I have heard enough." Lhikan said. "If you were to continue, I may loose it. Come, Nidhiki, come Tahu, I wish to continue this talk in private. Hahli, if you love your life, I would be wise to listen to your father. My Naho, please come, I will need to speak to you shortly."
"With duty and desire, we follow you." Nidhiki said.
The four filed out silently, leaving Hahli and Jaller to mourn for their loss.
"What is it my love?" Jaller asked, stroking her cheeks once they were gone. "Why are you so pale? I miss the flowers that bloom."
"I long to cry the rain for the flowers." she whispered shakily.
"I have read many a time that the course of love never did run smooth. But, either it was different in blood—"
"O cross! too high to be enthralled to low."
"Or else misgaffled in repect for years—"
"O spite! too old to be engaged to young."
"Or else it stood upon the choice of friends—"
"O hell! to choose love by another's eyes!"
"Or if there were a sympathy in choice, war, death or sickness did lay seige to it, moking a split second sound, swift as a shado, short as any dream, brief as the crack of lightening. So quick, bright things come to confusion."
"It if by destiny that true lovers meet. We will have to be patient for the world around us to understand our love for the the one infront of us."
"You are most wise, my love, but I am not a patient man, woe is me. However, we have a chance, my beloved. Now head me, I have a widowed aunt, a dowager, if you please, who lives seven leagues away from this Koro. No law like the one threatening us can be set or enforced there. It is there, gentle Hahli, that we will wed. A league out of the Koro, we will meet tomorrow. It is there I will await for your arrival."
"I am smitten by you. I am smitten by your knowledge, you life, your voice and your mind. I swear on my life that I will be there tomorrow."
"Keep the promise, love. But, hush, now, here comes Gali."
Hahli turned to see her oldest and deast of friends, Gali, walk hurridly through the room towards them.
"Why do you move so swiftly, fair Gali?" Hahli asked.
"Did you call me fair?" Gali asked, incredulously. "Tahu loves your fair: O happy fair! Your eyes, they are like the envious stars in the sky. And your tongue is sweeter than air with a voice to charm the Gukko birds out of their perches in the trees. Teach me, my friend, to be as beauteous as yourself, so I may sway the heart of Tahu the way you do."
"I frown at the man yet he still worships me." Hahli scoffed.
"O your frowns would teach my smiles such skill!"
"I give him curses and yet he gives me love."
"O that my prayers could such affection show!"
"The more I hate, the more he follows me."
"He simply wants something he can't have." Jaller muttered to himself.
"The more that I love, the more he hates." Gali sighed.
"His folly, Gali, is no fault of mine."
"None but your beauty, would that fault be mine!"
"Take in this for comfort, he will no longer see my face. Jaller and I will stow away into the night tomorrow. Before Jaller, this place was a paradise. He has turned my heaven into hell!"
"Gali, tomorrow night, Hahli and I will be gone forever."
"We will go to the wood to meet, a league from the Koro. Farewell, my dear childhood friend, pray for us and I grant you good luck in love and in life. Steal not my kisses until tomorrow night, Jaller." She said, walking towards the door.
"I will, my Hahli." Jaller bowed deeply to her as her small form disappeared into the hall. "Adieu, Gali. As you have on him, may Tahu dote on you!"
She smiled and waved curtly as he, too, left. A frown set in as she realized what her friend leaving meant: She'd be alone with no one to confide in.
"What shall I do? I don't want to be alone, but yet Hahli would be happy and I want her to be happy. But what of Tahu? He has proclaimed on many occasions he is not mine, yet I still long for him. He has the right to know. He shall be thankful of me and forget all about her and finally be with the one he was meant to be with."
Awe... Tahu smells. or at least, according to Hahli he smells. Probably of brimstone. I'm just kidding, he smells like burnt wood. I like that smell. Naho was originally pretty creepy, she was smiling a little too much. So, Gali is going to tell Tahu that Hahli and Jaller are eloping. Some friend, huh? But, hey, we all do crazy things when we're in love. So this story is going to be nine chapters long. I'm working with a flipping script I printed off line, so most of this is dialogue. I'm going to go to the library to see if I could get one with stage directions or something.
