BIONICLE drabbles.
Chapter 1: Takua- the danger he poses.
Takanuva looked at the Turaga, the wise elders of Mata Nui and- it turns out- former Toa themselves. There was a very personal question he wanted to ask them.
"What was I like on Metru Nui?" As one, they all shuddered.
"Just like you were as a Matoran, only… more so." Nuju talked in clicks and whirrs to Matoro, who shuddered himself.
"That's… wow, that's incredible. With a Mahi?" Nuju nodded.
"I'd say that's impossible, but you know Takua." Takanuva looked at them.
"What was it?" Nuju started talking, Matoro translating…
Takua giggled. He'd always loved the Knowledge Towers, so he'd hatched a plan to get in. With the help of Ehyre, a Ko-matoran runner, he'd managed to get himself smuggled into Ko-Metru by hiding under a goat. For some reason, Ko-matoran didn't like him in the Knowledge towers. Maybe it was because of the time with the Madu Fruit, a Level Four Teleport Disc and a Vahki in Le-Metru. How was he to know that the Madu Fruit would materialise in a telescope in Ko-Metru? Honestly, some matoran…
The goat was acting up a bit. One of the Matoran things was hanging onto it. It didn't like that. So it decided to shake him off.
"Whoa, there, girl! Don't- WHOA!- do that, you're making me feel sick!" The goat, of course, didn't listen, instead barging out of the crate. Takua, hanging on for dear life, barely managed to make it turn away from a wall. As it charged through a line of Ko-metru scholars, he was thinking about ways this could be worse. Then the Vahki showed up and it got worse.
Nuju was looking through a telescope, and thus was so focused that he didn't hear the goat. By the time he knew, it was too late. The Ko-Matoran plummeted to his demise…
Only to get hitched on an outcropping of rock. He dangled there, helplessly, while the Vahki recaptured Takua and signalled for a spare Vahki to get the matoran off the ledge. It was the most humiliating moment of his life.
Takanuva looked grave.
"Excuse me a moment." He walked off the beach. Nuju's powerful ears detected the Toa laughing his ass off. He gave a series of clicks and whistles. Matoro nodded, then translated, "Turaga Nuju would like to know that if you tell anybody this story then, Toa or not Toa, he will beat you within an inch of your life." Takanuva coughed.
"Er, alright then."