Tahu eyed a puddle of mud. The puddle looked like any other puddle of mud, except this one was different from all the others.

"Hi Brothe-" Tahu turned around to see Kopaka face-first in a puddle of mud.

"NO!" Tahu yelled in horror, "That mud puddle took me more than an hour! I was going to buy some Kane-Ra bulls to have them wade in this lovely, handcrafted mud… but you've ruined it now!"

Kopaka looked up at Tahu, blank faced.

"Say what?"

Tahu slowly turned around and tripped, falling into another one of his mud puddles.

"NO! Not again!" Tahu collapsed.

Suddenly, all the mud puddles rose.

"Brother Tahu! We must get out of here! Follow me!" said Kopaka, pointing to the North Star.

Tahu wearily got up. He glared at the puddles of mud he made.

"DIE!" he yelled, blasting them with jets of flame.

"Tahu, we must get out of here! Taxi!" a Muaka appeared. Kopaka pulled Tahu up onto the Muaka.

"All aboard." said a tape recorder on the Muaka.

The Muaka went over to Ko-Metru. Kopaka turned around but Tahu was nowhere to be seen.

"Oh no…"

He saw Tahu terrorizing Ko-Matoran everywhere.

"Tahu, Stop!"

"ROAR!" was Tahu's reply. Kopaka shook his head and pulled out a Walkie-Talkie.

"Backup. Quick! Tahu terrorizing Matoran! I repeat! Backup. Quick! Tahu terrorizing Matoran!"

Later, Tahu was calmed down.

"But what about my mud puddles?" he asked.

"What mud puddles? We didn't see any in Ta-Metru."

"They're the living mud! NO! My poor living mud puddles!" Tahu had a nervous breakdown. After five minutes of it, he fell asleep with his thumb in his mouth. He had a dream…

"Mud! Go steal the cookies and burgers!" Tahu commanded.

Everything was going according to plan until Makuta Teridax appeared. Tahu cowered in a corner like a chicken. Makuta Teridax swiped the cookies and left.

"NO!" Tahu said waking up.

"What's wrong Tahu?"

"The cookies and burgers that I stole using mud… Teridax stole them from me!"

"Wait a second… Tahu, what is wrong with you? You have been acting much different than before."

"What? Didn't Tahu tell you? I'm a clone of him! Can't I be free like a lovely little bird? only want some cookies and burgers!"

Kopaka stared at him.

"Looks like I have a meeting with the real Tahu…"

Tahu (The real one) sat down. He was having trouble. Someone had cloned him… but he did not know who. Vakama came.

"Tahu, I had a vision!"

Tahu looked up.

"I had a vision that clones of you are making mud puddles and terrorizing Matoran! Fix it now, and if you don't, dang you to the pit!"

Tahu sighed getting up. He had lost a duel with Vakama in a game of War. Unknown to Tahu, during the duel, Vakama kept on changing the cards. Losing that card game meant he had to do almost anything Vakama said.

Slowly the mud puddles formed.

"I'm telling you Tyler, we should destroy Ta-Metru first!"

"No! Ga-Metru!"

"What about Onu-Metru, Maurice?"

"I want to do Po-Metru, Cackle!"

"Until further notice, we shall do none! Alright everyone?"

"NO!"

The mud lake kept on beating itself up, dealing pain to everyone.