Lego owns the name Ketongu, not the character (This is a different one), and Hasbro owns Transformers. Everything else is mine.

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Chapter 2: Green

Somewhere deeper in the state of Turpinville, was a magnificently built wooden mansion that stood at least thirty feet high. No, the owner wasn't rich, but as far as he knew, his parents had been building this thing ever since the property had been bought. And it had evidently been so long since then, that this mansion had been built with three floors, five bedrooms, three bathrooms, one kitchen, three offices and a ladder on the top floor that led up to the roof. And to the CURRENT owners knowledge, this said wooden mansion was also centered in a large zoo. One of which had been built by this said owners great grandfather and had been collecting countless animals ever since.

And the owners name? Green. This of course WAS a pretty embarrassing name to the young pakari-masked (2001 mask of strength) matoran (Who before you ask, YES, was green everywhere), but his friends never seemed to mind the fact that that was the name his parents had given him. Over his past eighteen years of life, he had even grown a little surprised by the fact that he even LOOKED like a Le-matoran, despite his father being of fire and his mother being of water. And he wasn't adopted. His father had even shown him the birth certificate to prove it.

But along with all of these wonders that still plagued Green's mind to this very day, were also thoughts that would often bring him stress. Like the fact that HE, despite just turning eighteen seven months ago, was managing and operating the massive zoo that surrounded the said mansion. One could IMAGINE how busy he was with each passing day, and sometimes it wasn't just the occasional cage cleanings that would only be life risking if the Tarakavas had ever gotten angry over whatever matter he didn't know.

But why was he even doing this in the first place if not for the stress? Well, to be honest, Green REALLY cared about this place and it's animals. So much that he forced himself to drop out of his THIRD YEAR of college when his father Jala (Not THAT Jala. Lol) and his mother had both accepted an invitation to be a part of the Turaga council. And ever since then, Green had to deal with whatever back pain would result from trying to lift a cage that was bigger than himself (Which was a little ironic since his mask was a powerless Kanohi Pakari). And although to most, what his parents did would seem like a huge BUTT HOLE move, Green had never really argued against it when it happened. Ever since he was a boy, he knew how they had both felt about becoming politics so he had remained quiet on THAT matter.

But even now, he had started to wonder what would've happened if he DID try to say something. Maybe it WOULD'VE prevented them from leaving. But it was already way too late to make THAT call. And a part of it really scared him on the verge of horrified. For ever since the day his parents left, one question had haunted him more than most others: What if the day came when they asked ME to join in on the political matters? Sure, at THIS POINT he wouldn't mind a little extra money, but he never really WAS that much into ANY political subject (Especially not now since he didn't have any time to do so). But then again, how could he say NO to them? Then again, they already HAD asked him that question a couple of times, and every time they asked him, his answer had been the same: "I'll think about it".

Green instantly jolted up from his bed and snapped out of his original thoughts as an alarm went off next to his head. Green slowly looked over to the alarm clock on the left side of his bed, turning it off and checking the time. 7:00 AM. Time to start another crappy day., Green thought in his exhausted state.

He rolled off the bed, nearly landing face-first into the wooden floor that laid under this said bed. But as his eyes quickly opened up as wide as they could, he stretched out his arms, landing on his hands and doing a few push ups before then getting up and walking out. The hand thing was completely on instinct now, since Green had already fallen face-first on the floor once, a PAINFUL mistake he was VERY sure he didn't want to make again. And for the push ups? Green was trying to get himself into shape as much as he possibly could, and that was for a COUPLE of reasons. First one being the fact that he had to lift a massive number of objects on a daily basis and he DEFINITELY wasn't gonna try and depend on steroids (Which weren't only horrible drugs, but also extremely illegal in this state) for something like this. And the other, was a little too embarrassing for him to want to admit to anyone other than himself.

After those seven or so push ups, Green walked out the door of his bedroom, then walking down a medium sized hallway and opening another door on the right wall.

"Golden"?, Green called.

Just then, a gold colored matoran, a little smaller than Green, gave a little yawn, got up from under his covers and looked weakly up at him through a powerless Kanohi Hau (Mask of shielding). Golden was Greens younger brother, and not in the annoying sense since they had a more than massive age difference. In human years, Green would be eighteen and Golden would be five. But aside from that fact, Golden was a lot like Green when he was younger so as far as that went, he knew what to do if there was ever a situation where others would probably be a little clueless. And another thing they had in common was the fact that they had both been named after their armor color (Seriously guys, what is it with you and COLORS?!, Green thought).

"Yes green"?, Golden tiredly asked him through a yawn.

Green quietly laughed to himself upon hearing his little brother ask his question in the manner that he did. For some reason, he always seemed to enjoy his little brother's slowly developing sense of humor. In a way it reminded him of himself, only at THAT age, Green had been finding humor in pulling countless pranks on both of his parents. And his dad was the only one who would laugh afterwards, as his mother would then overreact like he committed some horrible form of treason. She always HAD been the serious one of the family.

"You gotta get up buddy"., Green told him. "We've got a lot of work to do and the sooner we get it done, the sooner you can get back to bed".

Golden made a loud sigh and replied: "Ok, just give me a second, ok"?, as he tried to get up from under the covers.

A second's already passed., Green was about to tease until he was stopped by what heard like a knock on the hard wood, front door. Upon hearing this, Green ran as fast as he could away from Goldens doorway and down the long flight of stairs that lead to the bottom floor, trying his absolute best to do so without tripping on the steps. There was only one matoran who could've been knocking on the door at this hour, and that matoran was one of his only employees. And by only employees, he of course meant two.

After Green had been made the official boss of the family zoo, all of the other employees had left. Evidently, a bunch of the other employees had been pretty ticked off over Jala's decision, but that wasn't exactly the full reason as to why they had all left. The full reason had actually been because of the fact that from there on out, a teen-aged matoran would be the only one to manage the place. They didn't exactly have ANY faith in Green, thinking he wasn't really mature enough to be as good of a boss as his father had. And that left Green with only two remaining acquaintances: His little brother Golden, and the one he was about to answer the door for.

As Green had finally reached the door after what had felt like an eternity, he unlocked it as fast as his fingers would allow him to and opened the door at a rather quickened pace, not wanting to waste any more time than he (probably) already had. Instantly, Green felt his light race as he allowed the blue, female Ga-matoran with a kanohi Rau (Mask of translation, 2004), blue body and green eyes (Which for some reason, seemed to brighten his day every time he saw them) to take a step inside. Green knew this beautiful Ga-matoran as Angela.

Through his high school and college years, Green had managed to pull a multitude of his "famous" pranks on the other students. And as embarrassing as it was for him to admit, he had done some...well, MOST of it for Angela's viewing pleasure. Yeah, they were friends and had kinda STAYED that way for the past eight years, but truth was, Green had always had a secret crush on her. One that was covered up so well, that only a FEW of his fellow classmates had found out about it (And teased him about it after-wards).

"Morning Green"., Angela told him, then walking in with a clipboard holding today's work schedule and a pen.

"Morning Angela"., Green decided to nervously greet back. "So, what does that thing say we're doing today"?

Angela turned to Green, confused.

"You forget"?

Green gave Angela a slow nod, making her want to burst out laughing. Everyday she came up to his door, Green had always seemed to forget what was on the very paper they would both write together at the end of each exhausting day. Whether Green was trying to fool with her or actually being serious, she didn't know. But every time it happened, it would aggravate her to the point where she wanted to kick him wherever it would hurt most. But seeing as they both weren't exactly TOO big of fans of running the place, she somehow managed to make herself put up with it.

Then looking down at the clipboard and acting like she had forgotten as well, she replied: "Well, seeing as we both agreed on this last night, we need to get a car and a van".

Greens eyes widened a little as he heard that. WHY were they getting TWO vehicles?! Yeah, now he remembered agreeing to this, but what in his mind made him agree to that?! They were making very little money as it WAS, and the only reason they even HAD the money that they did, was because of the tourists they came in and out due to the low entrance price. Not that Green minded making things easy on whoever came in, THAT wasn't the issue. It wasn't even what really ticked him off. Above all things, it ticked him off that these tourists money was practically the only thing that he could use to keep this place operational. And though he DID thank The Lord every chance he had gotten for at least having THAT, it felt a little embarrassing to feel like HE was the one getting paid. That and the fact that he probably only agreed with what Angela had suggested because she was so hot to him.

"Why are we doing THAT"?, Green asked her in the nicest tone he could give her.

"The van is for business reasons and the car, well, THAT'S for YOU if we have enough money left over from the purchase"., Angela explained.

"Right"., Green said, scratching the back of his head.

What in goodness gracious sakes ALIVE is WRONG with me today?!, Green angrily thought to himself. He had been thinking of THIS in particular matter the very day he, Angela and Golden had started working here! And the fact that ANGELA reminded him of this last night, should've KEPT his mind on that matter. But NO, his current thoughts on his parents had gotten the BETTER of him, getting him a LOT more off of track than he felt he should have been.

"Anything else"?, Green asked her.

"Nope"., Angela told him. "Nothing other than what we already do on a daily basis". "Why are you asking me this"? "Are you ok, because I'm not gonna buy it if you say you have a brain problem".

Green gave a quick smile as he quickly walked into the kitchen area, knowing that the brain problem remark was a joke. But although, he DIDN'T have a problem with his brain, he was definitely tempted to THINK that he did since those thoughts on his parents didn't want to seem to leave him alone at this point. And he did NOT want to talk about that matter as of right now. He would rather do almost anything else instead of try to explain the thoughts in his head that kept him from forgiving his parents for what they did to him.

As Green then got out a pan and put on top of the old white stove they had, it immediately became clear that Angela had noticed Green's silence as she then asked: "Green"?

"Yeah"?, Green asked, pretending to have not heard her earlier.

But Angela still wasn't willing to buy it. By now, she had found and token the time to notice several indications that proved to her that something was wrong with him. First off, he was pretending not to hear her talk. And she ALWAYS knew when THAT was happening. Second, if there was nothing wrong with him, then why didn't he want to look at her when she spoke to him? THAT was too much of a sign to her to be anything close to a coincidence. With all of that in mind, Angela immediately set down her pen and clipboard on a nearby counter and walked to her friend, touching him gently on the shoulder. Dang., Angela thought. Even his SHOULDERS felt like they were stressed!

"Green, will you please calm down for a second"?, Angela asked him.

"I'm being PERFECTLY calm"., Green responded, a little louder than he probably should've.

And this quickly became a fact to Green as Angela roughly turned him to her and lightly put her fist under his chin to make him meet her overly concerning gaze.

"No, you're NOT Green"!, Angela close to yelled, stunning Green a little. "I KNOW you too good to even CONSIDER believing that something isn't bothering you". "And this isn't the first time I've noticed it either". "It's been on your face since we started working here". "And to further prove how much I know you, you have changed a LOT since College". "Because before this, you were a careless, responsibility free and fun-loving Le-matoran". "But now, all you seem to WANT to think about is this job that we have to do everyday". "And there's nothing wrong with THAT". "But this is..."

"What's your point"?, Green asked her.

"My POINT-, Angela continued with a more serious tone in her voice: is that I know something is bothering you". "And whatever it is, it's destroying you". "So as a friend who still worries for you, I ask you: WHAT IS WRONG"?

Green hesitated to speak for a second, but after this said second in thought, he finally said: "I'm fine Ange, it's just... ever since the day my parents became members of the Turaga Council, I've really had to learn just how to take up after them".

"Green, we've been doing this for two years now"., Angela told him. "That shouldn't really be a bother at this point".

"I'm not just talking about THAT though"., Green admitted. "It's my parents". "They-they've been asking me to join the Turaga Council". "And I don't want to join them, but-".

"Then don't"., Angela immediately interrupted.

Green tilted his head in curiosity. How COULDN'T he? But then again, how COULD he? He HONESTLY didn't know what would be the right choice here.

But Angela continued: "What you do with your life is up to YOU". "And no matter WHAT they tell you, remember that you still have the power in this situation to choose what you do or don't want to be". "In these situations, we ALL do".

Green was silent for a moment. Whether it was because of what she had just told him or the fact that once he saw her, he couldn't take his eyes off of her, he didn't know. But what he DID know, was that he indeed did agree with her point. This future of his, it wasn't up to his parents who he would become, but to himself and the choices that he made. But, seeing as he couldn't seem to choose wether or not to forgive them, what did THAT choice make him he wondered.

But pushing that thought aside, he just gave her and honest look and replied: "Thanks". "I'll... try my best to keep that in mind".

Angela gave him a smile, being glad that Green was both being honest and heeding her advice. For some reason, it always felt good to her to reach out to others like that. In high school, she would actually try and do this often. And what made it REALLY funny was whenever Green had caught her doing it. For whenever he did, he would tease her about it, saying: "Wow Angie, maybe you should be a preacher someday". And Angela would always laugh.

But just as she was thinking back to those memories, she looked to Green's side, noticing that he had been holding the fridge open the entire time. Great., she thought to herself. I try to do something good and Green has to accidentally raise his electric bill. She quickly gave him one last smile and a hug before then backing away and sitting down in a wooden chair that sat in front of a table that was centered in the room. Green had also noticed that he had left the fridge open and rushed himself to get a bunch of eggs out and cracked into the pan on the stove.

As he then turned a dial on this said stove and waited for the eggs to start cooking, he decided to turn to Angela and then ask her: "Say, why are you so much smarter than me"?

Angela smiled up at him and humorously replied: "It's my job".

Green and Angels both laughed at this, barley noticing Golden suddenly skip inside and say: "I'm ready to go Big brother"! "Are YOU guys ready yet"?

Green laughed at Golden's half exclamation and replied: "Not yet little bro, we've gotta eat breakfast first". "But if you want, you can watch TV while I prepare it".

"Ok"., Golden replied as he then turned and skipped into the living room that waited for him across from the kitchen. Upon getting there, Golden jumped on the soft rocking chair and grabbed the remote that sat on the arm rest. Angela watched then as Golden pointed the remote (Which due to his current age, was slightly bigger than his hands) at the TV and flipped through tons of news channels which was a little odd to Angela. Most five year olds, whether they were Humans, Bionicles or Transformers, were watching cartoons at this age. Or at least they were if they were normal. Not to say that Golden didn't ACT like a normal five year old matoran, the fact that he seemed to want to look through news channels seemed a little odd.

Goldens eyes eventually brightened with excitement as he stopped at the channel for the news down in Tommyville and happily exclaimed: "Hey look, it's Fireman"!

Green and Angela both smiled and chuckled at Golden's excitement upon seeing Fireman fly out of a burning building with a few matoran who at least LOOKED thankful that they had been saved from the fire that was still consuming the recorded building. Ever since Fireman had saved his city from that bombing plane (Which was only a few weeks ago now that they thought of it), he had grown massively popular across the entire country of New Mata Nui. Almost EVERYONE loved him. But to Green, it was another thing that overall proved that nothing exciting or adventure-like or even news-worthy ever happened in the state of Turpinville. Or at least, not yet...

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Anybody like that Fireman reference? For those of you who don't know who Fireman is, please read the novel on my page under the same name. And if anybody asks if this is like we bought a zoo. My answer is gonna have to be no. I had this idea LONG before that movie had even come to theaters. Anyways, what do you all think about this story? Please leave a review to tell me what you think or PM me for any questions and/or concerns you may have. Thank you all for reading, expect to see chapter three pop up soon and please have a God-blessed day! :0)