Toa dance party in this chapter! Check out Matau's moves!

By the way, for those who are worried about the time frame this occurs, it is meant to sound like it happened around the time of BIONICLE Adventures #3: The Darkness Below, (in other words, after the transformation into Toa Metru, but before the presentation of the Great Disks at the Coliseum and the arrest of Whenua, Onewa, and Nuju) but there will be anachronisms, don't you worry (those of you who don't know what an anachronism is, it would be, for example, having a T. Rex wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase. Something that doesn't belong in that point in time is inserted anyway, get it?).

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Vakama rushed into the Coliseum, for the dance contest. He couldn't wait for it to begin.

Vakama: What do you mean? I don't know how to dance!

The Author appeared before him in a maelstrom of paper and cauliflower.

"Oh, stop whining," he said. He began to mock Vakama. "'How is this happening? What other plot devices do you have? I don't know how to dance!"

Vakama, now angered, began to burn with rage. Not figuratively, I mean Nokama jumped up and drenched him to keep from burning down the building.

Vakama: And what was that about? I have total control over my powers!

Suddenly, a half-bio flame shot from Vakama's rear, along with a (nearly inaudible compared to the sound of the flames) farting noise.

Real World Author: You were saying?

Vakama: That's never happened before!

Onewa: Yeah, it has.

Vakama: You stay out of this!

The Author ignored the squabbling Toa and waved his hand toward Dume.

"Let the contest begin," shouted Dume.

The Author, with a arch of his eyebrow and a nod of his head toward Vakama, put his finger to the side of his nose and vanished up the chimney.

Vakama: Chimney?

Real World Author: Shut up…

Nuju advanced first, but forgot to detach his crystal spikes first, and so, tried to take a second step forward, and found himself essentially nailed into the ground. Matoran stonecutters were called out to the field to free him, and, since he would not be able to compete now, he was disqualified.

Whenua moved forward to the center of the field, preparing. He engaged his drills, and began to flip and spin in a sort of drill dance. In the middle of a flip, however, he accidentally stuck them into the dirt, and ended up bios beneath the surface of the ground before he recovered from his surprise and aimed back up toward the surface again. He had not, however, gone straight down, and, since he didn't backtrack along the tunnel, came up in Le-Metru, way out of bounds, and was disqualified.

Onewa swung down his proto pitons into the ground and yanked on them while kicking off from the ground. He soared into the air, ripping his pitons from the ground in the process, and went into several flips. On landing, he immediately re-launched, and kept doing this, pulling different mid-air tricks each time. Just before the largest and greatest leap, however, his pitons wouldn't come out of the ground, and he landed hard, flat on his back. Four Matoran carried a stretcher out to him and loaded him on, carrying him from the field. The judges returned scores of 2.5, 2, and 3, pretty low marks, and he was essentially out of the running.

Matau leapt into the air, flipping repeatedly, and landed, leaping again, higher this time. He landed and did it again, even higher, but suddenly everyone felt a strong breeze, and everyone knew the Toa of Air was using his powers to cheat. His wind powers carried him higher, and carried the booing of the Matoran with it. In shame at being caught, he soared off to a dark corner of Metru Nui, sulking.

Nokama stepped forward with a sexy swagger and stuck one of her hydro blades into the ground. She began a pole dance, but, after noticing a shocked look from the judges, yanked it out of the ground and began an elegant swords dance.

Vakama watched nervously, awaiting his turn. Nokama was good; there was no doubt of that. He would have a hard time trumping her performance.

Nokama concluded her dance with a bow, and the scores came in from the judges: 8, 9, and 8. Vakama leapt forward into the center of the arena, but, just then, Dume shouted "All right, then, that concludes our contest, Nokama wins, now onto the Turaga elections!"

Vakama: (lazily) Turaga elections?

Author: Don't look at me in that tone of voice!

Suddenly, three children, a 14-year-old girl with her hair tied up in a ribbon, carrying an infant with four very sharp teeth in her arms, and a 13-year-old boy with glasses, burst through the Coliseum gate, pursued by a tall man with a long, scraggly unibrow and a tattoo of an eye on his ankle. The gate slammed shut before the man could get through. The children ran up to Vakama.

The older girl said, "I'm Violet Baudelaire, this is my brother, Klaus, and here in my arms is Sunny, my little sister."

The boy called Klaus shook Vakama's hand and said, "Pleased to meet you."

The infant shouted, "Gapf," which meant something like, "I'm Sunny Baudelaire, and I'm very glad to meet you!"

Vakama, startled, said, "I-I'm Vakama."

The other Toa introduced themselves, in a rather calmer manner, and Nokama motioned to Turaga Dume in the balcony and told the children who he was.

"Who was that man chasing you?" asked Vakama.

"A wicked man named Count Olaf," said Klaus.

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YAY! MORE COPYRIGHT VIOLATION! FUN, FUN, FOR EVERYONE!

Don't miss the next chapter (Assuming I can overcome the horrible writer's block I'm suffering from…I'll probably be back on schedule after winter break ends)!