In which we meet our villainous heroes
Situated in the middle of the woods of Metru-Nui was a small, ramshackle shed. It was made of a variety of scavenged and stolen wood, and was slightly tilted to one side. Several signs surrounded the structure, with words of warning scribbled on them, such as ‘Keep out! Trespassers will be robbed and dumped in the lake!’.
“Meeting in session,” Vezon said as he banged the gavel on the old crate that served as the table. The three other members of the Ultra-Super-Secret-Evildoers-Club looked at him from around the crate. To his right was the slightly nerdy Spiriah, who peered out at the world through thick glasses and was wearing a polyester sweater-vest. Sitting across the crate was the large and intimidating Nocturn, who had been held back twice. To Vezon’s left sat the awkwardly-tall-and-skinny Roodaka, wearing a grey schoolgirl uniform. Vezon reached under the crate and pulled out the Notebook of Unfathomable Evil. “Our first order of business is to finish our discussion of the best possible way to get Ms. Helryx fired.”
“Maybe we could blackmail her,” offered Spiriah. Vezon retrieved a pencil from a pocket on his grass-stained overalls and wrote down the suggestion.
“Good, good,” said the Skakdi, “Any more ideas?”
“Well,” mused Roodaka as she twirled one of her long pigtails in her hand, “Perhaps we could slip sleeping pills in her coffee. Then we could tell Principal Artahka she’s sleeping on the job.”
“Steal her car?” suggested Nocturn. Vezon busily scribbled all of this down on in the Notebook of Unfathomable Evil.
“Second order of business,” he said, “Now that we’ve been banned from the Candy store on account of the salamander incident, where are we going to get our candy?” Everyone, including Vezon, laughed.
“It’s obvious,” giggled Roodaka, “We’ll steal it from the Toa-losers.”
“They’re down at the creek right now,” Spiriah said.
“Meeting adjourned,” Vezon said hurriedly, “Let’s go get some candy!” Everyone stood up from the crate and scurried out of the rundown shed that served as their clubhouse.
True to Spiriah’s words, the six Toa that made up the Super-Mega-Awesome-Team were down at the creek trying to catch tadpoles for the school assignment.
“There’s one!” shouted Tahu.
“I got it!” cried Pohatu as he raised a boulder over his head. Gali suddenly jumped in front of him.
“No!” she shouted, “What are you doing?”
“Catching tadpoles,” answered Pohatu. Gali sighed and put her hand to her forehead.
“Go over and guard the jar,” she said, “We’ll handle the tadpoles.”
“Okay!” beamed Pohatu as he eagerly went over to guard the jar the Toa planned to house the tadpoles.
“Hey, did anyone catch last night’s episode of Bat-Toa?” Onua asked as he swung a net into the water.
“You mean the one where he and Robin-Matoran have to solve-figure-out those clue-hints left by the Joker-Makuta?” Lewa asked excitedly, “Boy, that was awesome!”
“Could you two please focus?” Kopaka sighed, “We have to get this project done.”
“Aw, don’t be such a stick in the mud, iceman,” Lewa said. Suddenly a voice broke through the woods.
“Well, well, well,” said Roodaka’s voice, “It looks like the mud-eating Toa are after fish.”
“Tadpoles are amphibians,” said Spiriah’s voice.
“Did I ask for your opinion?” snapped Roodaka.
“It’s not an opinion, it’s a fact.” There was a sudden sound like a fist hitting a Kanohi. The Toa watched as four of the most vile beings in Metru-Nui stepped out of a nearby bush. Spiriah was tenderly rubbing his nose.
“What do you want?” asked Tahu, as the other Toa began to cluster behind him. Roodaka, who stood in the lead, laughed wickedly.
“We want candy, frog-face,” she said, “So hand it over or else we‘ll make you even uglier!”
“But that’s stealing,” said Pohotu.
“Thank you, Captain Obvious,” said Spiriah. Vezon took out his slingshot and aimed it at the Toa.
“Fork over the candy!” he said. Nocturn walked over to the Toa and grabbed them all in his four arms. He then proceeded to shake them upside down. A paperclip and a rubber band fell out of their pockets, but there was no candy whatsoever. Roodaka sneered at the Toa.
“Where’s the candy, booger-brains?” she said as she whacked Lewa on the head.
“We don’t have it with us,” said Kopaka, “Who brings candy with them when they’re catching tadpoles?”
“Fine then, you little freaks,” said Roodaka, “We’ll just take your paperclip and rubber band!”
“You can have it, horse-face,” said Tahu. Everyone grew silent as Roodaka gave Tahu a murderous look. Nocturn hurriedly dropped the Toa and returned to his place behind the Vortixx.
“Horse-face?” she hissed through clenched teeth. Her associates slowly backed away from her. They knew this was a touchy issue for Roodaka.
“Yeah, horse-face,” continued Tahu, “I bet when you wanted a pony, your parents told you to go look in a mirror.”
“My daddy could buy me a pony if I wanted one!” Roodaka roared furiously, “He could buy me a million ponies!”
“That’d be good,” snickered Lewa, “Then you wouldn’t be lonely.” Roodaka was so enraged that she could barely talk.
“I-…You…” she sputtered. Roodaka’s face turned an interesting shade of scarlet.
“Would you like a carrot?” Tahu asked mockingly. This was the last straw for Roodaka. She leapt at the red Toa and forced him to the ground.
“I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU!” she screeched over and over again as she pummeled him into the dirt. Vezon and the others pulled the hysterical Vortixx off of Tahu as the Toa carried the red being to safety. The Ultra-Super-Secret- Evildoers-Club dragged the kicking and screaming Roodaka back to the clubhouse.
“I’LL KILL HIM!” she shrieked in her in her shrill voice, “I’LL KILL HIM ’TIL HE’S DEAD!”
Around three hours later when Roodaka had calmed down, the four children once again sat down around the crate.
“Okay,” said Vezon, “Now that that idea has only succeeded in bringing us horrible misery, does anyone know anywhere else we could find candy?”
“The only other place to get it from is the store,” said Spiriah, “And we’re not allowed in there.” Vezon sighed and turned to Roodaka.
“Roodaka, your parents are obscenely rich, why can’t you just get your to buy some for us?”
“Why should I do that?” Roodaka said sulkily, “What have you ever done for me?”
“We prevented you from committing homicide today,” answered Spiriah.
“Alright,” grunted Roodaka, “I’ll get us some candy.”
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Edited by spyder ryder, Oct 16 2011 - 11:40 AM.