In an unknown location, was a small grey room. In that dark room, two black single seat cushions, sitting across from each other, were illuminated by a single white ceiling light. Two figures entered from a side door, each taking a seat, waiting for the signal from the hidden camera person.

On the left sat a wingless humanoid red tailed hawk, who had brown eyes and glasses. He wore a green vest, green t-shirt, green cargo pants, and green boots. His feathers were a little ruffled, and he ran a clawed hand over his head, trying to settle them.

On the right sat an anthropomorphic arctic wolf, who had blue eyes and a large pair of white feathered wings - the primaries and other lower feathers coloured blue - on her back. She wore a simple blue and gold t-shirt with an open back for her wings, jean capris and blue and black fingerless gloves. Her long gold and blue striped hair was pulled into a high ponytail, with long bangs hanging over her right eye. She brushed the bangs to the side absently, revealing a claw-like scar running over it.

There was a silent signal from behind the camera, and the wolf smiled, crossing her right leg over her left one.

"Hey everyone! It's me, TFAN Override-Dragon Light." The wolf laughed in greeting, waving in the camera's direction. "Long name, yes, I know. You guys can just call me TFAN, and today I'm here to bring you…" she paused for dramatic effect, "The Interlude! My co-host here is fellow Bionicle fan and future author: Razoreagle k'Leshya. He's a pretty amazing person, who reached out to me after I responded to a flame on my one-shot story A Series of Moments: Bionicle Edition." She grinned. "Now Razor, why don't you introduce yourself to the readers?" TFAN gestured to the hawk, who smiled and waved a clawed hand.

"Sure thing. Razoreagle k'Leshya here." He greeted. "I've recently begun helping TFAN here with her writing as one author to another, having been working on a project of my own since high school junior year. That project has gone through the ringer often enough it's got most of the kinks worked out. That aside, if you happen to hear about a tervardi resembling a red tailed hawk with brown eyes," he gestured to himself, grinning, "that's probably me in all likelihood. For the mortally curious, I have a particular proverb which sums up my first story quite well: 'To find another takes years, but to find one's self takes a lifetime.'"

The wolf let out a low whistle. "Wow. Quite the introduction. I have some questions for you, if I may."

Razor let out a laugh. "Ha ha! I didn't realize that this was an interview! All right, fire away then."

"Okay then." TFAN leaned back a bit, a smirk tugging on her muzzle. "Well, my first question is: what is your planned story called?"

The hawk raised a brow. "Starting with a real doozy, are we? Why, it's called The Light in the Darkness."

The wolf cocked her head. "What's it about? If I may."

He grinned. "It's a dark tale about how there's a right and wrong way to achieve vengeance, how a person can change in unpredictable ways, and how easy it is for the people closest to you can all too easily not be what they outwardly seem. Ultimately, it's a warning that you can never truly know entirely who someone is, even yourself."

TFAN raised a brow, a little put back. "…That's pretty vague. Trying to keep us in suspense huh?"

Razor chuckled. "Must preserve some secrets, hmm? Wouldn't want to drop too many spoilers, after all."

"All right, all right." She laughed. "I get it. I do the exact same thing." Uncrossing her legs, she got right to business. "Okay, second question: What do you think of my overall story so far?"

Razor adjusted his glasses. "A marvellous piece of literature! Right up there with Mercedes Lackey, Piers Anthony, and J. K. Rowling! Some of my favourite authors I'll have you know." He continued to adjust his glasses needlessly.

TFAN's cheeks blushed bright red. "…Wow. I... never thought that you liked it that much."

His lenses were completely obscured in reflected light, hiding his brown eyes. "Well now you know." After another adjustment his lenses were back to normal.

"So…" she coughed, trying to retain her composure, "what exactly do you like about it?"

Razor leaned back, grinning. "The fact that the story is just well written, the attention to detail, and the relatable characters are, in my mind, the biggest draws for me. Definitely on my list of must reads so far for those reasons."

"Wow." The wolf rubbed the back of her head. "I mean, I've been told I got a talent for writing, but in contests I've only been runner up most of the time." She shook her head. "Honestly, I thought most of that were the librarians being nice since I knew them really well." She quickly refocused in the task at hand. "I have to ask, but what's your favourite part of the series so far?"

Razor smirked, replying in a lighthearted southern drawl. "Hey, you asked so I gave you ma honest opinion, kay? I judge a story based on its merit. If the story gets my attention and keeps it in the first read and keeps my attention throughout usually gets in my recommend list."

TFAN snorted. "Well, you seem like quite the flatterer. And your accent's a little off - no offence. But you didn't answer my question."

He dropped his accent. "Dwhoops!" The hawk grinned sheepishly, settling his feathers. "In all honesty, I'm not really sure…" he trailed off for a second, before saying "I could narrow it down to Emma's backstory reveal and the language barrier issue for the attention to detail on the latter and the impact of the former. Those things that some people just ignore with alien encounter stories most times."

The wolf nodded. "I understand. To be honest, I've seen this before with other stories, and it is easy to overlook." Glancing at her watch to check the time, she continued, "Okay, so those are from my One-Shot series, but is there anything you like from the main plot?"

When Razor gave no response, she glanced over at him. "Razor?"

The hawk snored. "…zzzzz…"

TFAN glowered at him. "RAZOR!"

He let out a snort and shot upright. "W-What?!"

The wolf facepalmed. "You fell asleep Raz." She deadpanned.

Razor grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. "Oh, sorry."

TFAN sighed, leaning back and forcing her wings to relax. "It's fine. Just, answer the question."

He stared at her. "…Question…?"

"For the love of-!" She made an irritated sound, throwing her hands up. "Is there anything you like from the main plot?!"

"Oh!" The hawk jumped. "Well, it's hard to pin down any one specific thing that I like in particular, though the Chekhov's gun deal with the Toa Suva and the Hordika venom are two things I have to point out as interesting." He adjusted his glasses again. "For those unaware, Chekhov's gun is a theatre term, meaning that when something is mentioned in the first act, it then remains a constant presence in the second act, and is used in the third act." Leaning back, he said, "Again, main plot, could not pick any single thing from it, I don't really remember things all that well. And finally, I have a question for you, TFAN, before your next question: what might the likelihood of another collab like this happening in future be, and when?" He gestured at the room. "Between the two of us, I mean?"

TFAN smiled. "Well, it's kind of a relief to know that you cannot chose one specific thing. That tells me that my story has many points that are very well liked. As for your question," she smirked, "if this turns out really well, then I will most likely do it again. But if you're talking story collaboration, then we'll see."

Razor nodded. "Next question, if you will, unless of course you have no others to throw at my face like a clown lobbing a whipped cream pie." He grinned at the camera. "Don't take that out of context, people!" He pushed his specs back into place only for the reflected light to completely obscure the lenses again.

The wolf let out a snort, raising a brow. "Really? A clown joke? Anyways, as for your question, go for it."

The hawk chuckled. "Well, do you have any more questions? Or do I just high tail it out of here after the keyboard and mouse I need to start writing the final draft of The Light in the Darkness? And if neither, then you can answer one more question."

TFAN leaned forwards, curious. "No more questions here, so what's yours?"

Razor grinned evilly, which was accompanied by a mysterious ding. "How many clowns does it take to make a car?"

She raised a brow. "Another clown joke? Okay, I'll bite." The wolf grinned. "My answer: none."

He laughed. "That's where you're wrong! The correct answer is: It depends on the car you are trying make! DA ha hahahahah!" Calming down, the hawk then said, "Joking and riddles aside, that wraps it up. Stay tuned for more Legends of Terra, and se ono sverdar sitja hvass! Zhai'helluva everybody!" He waved at the camera.

TFAN shook her head and gave an eye roll. "Okay, very amusing." She chuckled. "Thank you for participating in this event Razor, and good luck with your story! I cannot wait to see what you have in store for us!" Turning to the camera, she smiled. "This ends The Interlude. Now, I will say that I am suffering a little bit of writers block. But don't fear, for next week I shall post the first true chapter for this book!" The wolf grinned. "And I will warn you now, things are going to get crazy!" She waved at the camera. "Until next time everyone!"

The camera turned off, and the two stood, shaking themselves out. They shook hands, and departed together through a side door, leaving the room behind them.