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How Makuta Stole Christmas

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#1 Offline Kung Fu Pyro

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Posted Dec 24 2012 - 03:28 PM

All the Matoran on Mata Nui liked Christmas a lot,

But Makuta, who lived under Kini-Nui, did NOT.

Makuta HATED Christmas, the whole Christmas season.

Oh, Please don't ask why, no one quite knows the reason.

 

It could be, perhaps, that his armor was too tight,

It could be his helmet wasn't screwed on just right.

But I think that the most likely reason of all,

Was that his heart was two sizes too small.

(Or technically nonexistent due to him being made of green gas; just go with it.)

 

But, whatever reason, his (lack of) heart or his armor,

He stood there on Christmas Eve HATING the Matoran.

Staring up from his lair with a sour, shadowy frown,

At the lights emanating from every town.

 

For he knew every Matoran on Mata Nui was busy now, while he watched from beneath,

Hanging up a nice, green, holiday wreath.

"And they're hanging their stockings" He said with a sneer.

"Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically HERE!"

 

Then he growled, with his metal fingers nervously rapping.

 

Party time! Party time! Everybodysgettin'downbecauseit's PARTY TIME!

 

Not that kind of rapping.

"I must find some way to keep Christmas from coming!"

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"For tomorrow I know, all those Matoran, a few girls but mainly boys,

Will wake bright and early and rush for their toys, and then,

They'll make noise, all that NOISE, NOISE, NOISE, NOISE!

If there's one thing I hate, it's all that noise, noise, noise, noise!

And they'll somehow do it all with only a ball,

And a single stick, oh it makes me sick!"

 

"They'll smack that darn ball from Koro to Koro,

They do every year, it'll be the same tomorrow.

With all of their athletes and their small amount of gear,

They'll play the same game they have for a thousand years!

And then, all the Matoran, they'll sit down to a feast,

And they'll feast, and they'll feast,

And they'll feast, feast, feast, FEAST!

They'll feast on fish jelly, and eat Muaka roast beast

Muaka roast beast is a feast I can't stand in the least!"

 

"And THEN, they'll do something I hate most of all,

Every Matoran on Mata Nui, the tall and the small,

Stand close together, with Christmas bells ringing,

Hand in hand, those Matoran will start SINGING!"

 

Abu doreas, abu doreas, welcome Christmas, come this way!

Abu doreas, abu doreas, welcome Christmas, Christmas day!

Welcome, welcome, abu abu, welcome, welcome, abu, abu,

Christmas day is here at last,

As long as we stand hand to hand!

 

"And they'll SING, and they'll SING, and they'll sing, sing sing, SING!"

And the more Makuta thought about this Matoran Christmas sing, the more Makuta thought,

"I must stop this whole thing!

For like a bajillion YEARS I've put up with it now!

I must stop Christmas from coming!

But how?"

 

And then he got an idea.

A terrible, awful idea.

Makuta got a wonderful, horrible idea.

"Shut up, it's a good idea!"

 

"I know just what to do!" Makuta laughed in his throat.

"I'll make a quick Nui Claus hat and a coat!"

He chuckled and clucked, "What a great Makuta trick!

With this coat and this hat, I'll look just like Saint Rick!

--------------------------------------You're a mean one, 

Makuta! 

You really are a heel!You're as cuddly as a cactus,You're as charming as an Eel, 

Makuta! 

You're a bad Bula Berry,With a greasy black peel! 

You're a monster, 

Makuta! 

Your heart's an empty hole!Your brain is full of Fikou,You've got garlic in your soul, 

Makuta! 

I wouldn't touch you with a,39 1/2 foot pole!---------------------------------------

"Now all I need is a Kane-Ra!" Makuta looked around.

But since Kane-Ra were scarce, there were none to be found.

But did THAT stop Makuta? Ha! Makuta simply said,

"If I can't find a Kane-Ra, I'll MAKE one instead!"

 

So he took his Visorak, Cuddles, and he took some black thread,

and he tied a big set of horns on top of his head.

 

Then he grabbed some old bags and put them on a sled full of holes,

and then he called for little ol' Cuddles.

 

And then Makuta said "Giddyup!"

And the sleigh started to move up while the Matoran were asleep in their towns.

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All the windows were dark,

No one knew he was there.

All the Matoran were dreaming sweet dreams without care,

When he came to the first little house on the Ta-Koro square.

 

"This is stop number one!" The old Makuta Claus hissed.

As he climbed up to the roof with two bags in his fist.

Then he slid down the chimney, a rather tight pinch,

But if Nui could do it, so could Makuta, in a cinch.

 

He only got stuck once, for a minute or two,

Then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue

Where the little Matoran stockings all hung in a row,

"These stockings," Said Makuta, "Are the first things to go."

 

Then he slithered and slunk with a smile most unpleasant,

Around all the room and,

He took every present.

 

Some balls and some sticks,

And lava rocks galore!

All the masks, too,

And, quite strangely, a door.

 

And he stuffed them in bags,

And then Makuta, quite nimbly,

Shoved the bags, one by one,

Right up the chimney.

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You're a vile one, 

Makuta! 

You have termites in your smile!You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick Tarakava, 

Makuta! 

Given the choice between the two of you,I'd take the seasick Tarakava! 

You're a rotter,

 

Makuta!

 

You're the king,

Of sinful sots!

Your heart's a dead tomato with moldy purple spots,

 

Makuta!

 

You're a three-decker sauerkrautAnd toadstool sandwich,With arsenic sauce!

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Then he slunk to the icebox,

He took the Matoran's feast.

He took the fish pudding,

He took the Muaka roast beast!

 

He cleaned out the icebox as quick as a flash,

Why, that Makuta even took the last can of Matoran Hash.

Then stuffed all the food up the chimney with glee,

"And NOW," Grinned Makuta, "I'll stuff up the tree!"

 

As Makuta took the tree and started to shove,

He heard a small sound, like the call of a robo mega death dove.

(Strange, but stupid)

He turned around fast and saw a small Matoran,

Jaller Hue Hugh, who was no more than 1052.

 

He stared at Makuta and asked,

"Dude, wazzup fo' shizzle?"

Okay, even I didn't understand that.

"Why ju takin our tubular holiday large plant, dawg?"

 

But you know, Makuta, he was so sly and so slick,

(And thankfully Jaller was dumb as a brick)

He thought up a sort of believable lie quite quick.

 

"Well, you know ,erm, 'dawg'," Makuta said with a nervous grin,

"That this tree's branches are three inches too thin.

I'm taking it to my shop to fix it up quick,

And then it'll be just the right size, real thick."

 

"Pfft, whatevas, homie." Jaller said with a yawn.

"Just make sure to get it back before dawn."

 

"I sure will!" Makuta said way too quickly,

Before teleporting away so fast it made him quite sickly.

 

He grabbed the tree from the chimney, that sneaky old lier,

And the last thing he took was the coal for the fire.

He left nothing there but wire and string,

And the only speck of food left in the house,

Was a crumb too small for even a robo-midget-mouse.

 

Then he did the same to all the other Matoran's houses,

Leaving crumbs much too small for their robo-midget-mouses.

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You nauseate me,

 

Makuta! 

You're a crooked jerky jockey and,You drive a crooked Muaka, 

Makuta!

 

Your soul is a appalling dump heap,Overflowing with the most disgracefulAssortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable,Mangled up in tangled up knots!

 

You're a foul one, 

Makuta! 

You're a nasty, wasty, skunk!Your heart is full of unwashed socks,Your soul is full of gunk, 

Makuta! 

The three words that best describe you,Are as follows,And I

 

Stink, stank, stunk!

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It was a quarter to dawn, all the Matoran still in bed,

Every one of them asnooze, resting their heads,

When Makuta left for Kini Nui, their stuff in his sled.

 

Down to his lair, where he stored all his crumpets,

He went down to the energized protodermis with the stuff to dump it.

 

"Ho Ho to the Matoran," Makuta said, humming.

"They're finding out now that no Christmas is coming!

They'll be so dissapointed, I know just what they'll do!

They'll cover their faces and cry 'Boo, hoo, hoo!"

 

"Now that's a noise," Said Makuta, "I simply must hear!"

He paused for a moment, and put his hand to his ear.

He did hear a sound, from jungle to snow.

It started out low, but then started to grow.

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Abu doreas, abu doreas, welcome Christmas, come this way!

Abu doreas, abu doreas, welcome Christmas, Christmas day!

Welcome, welcome, abu abu, welcome, welcome, abu, abu,

Christmas day is here at last,

As long as we stand hand to hand!

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But, but, this sound wasn't sad.

In fact this sound...this sound sounded GLAD.

 

All the Matoran on Mata Nui singing, the tall and the small,

The Matoran were singing with no presents at all!

He hadn't stopped Christmas from coming!

Christmas had came!

Somehow or other, it came all the same.

 

Makuta stood puzzling, with his heart colder than snow.

"How could it be so?

It came without ribbons!

...

It came without tags!

...

It came without sticks or balls or bags!"

 

He puzzled and puzzled, 'till his puzzler was sore.

But then he thought of something he hadn't before.

Maybe Christmas didn't come from a store,

Maybe Christmas, just maybe, meant a little bit more.

 

"Nah!" Makuta said, and then blew everything up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No, of course not, that wouldn't be up to snub.

 

He thought about this new idea and his heart started to grow.

The more he thought about it, the more he started to know,

There's more to Christmas than just gifts as a reason.

He started to understand why it was such a happy season.

 

As he contemplated this, he lost track of the sled,

And it started slipping down into the protodermis, which would leave Makuta quite dead

But he noticed in time and hopped off of his ride,

And tried to pull it up while Cuddles tried to hide.

 

He pulled and he pulled, and actually managed to lift up that sleigh,

Which they say grew his ego three times that day.

He returned all the presnts and then went back to his cave.

Thinking of the spirit he had been saving this day.

 

"You know, next time, I'll leave hating Christmas to Scrooge." Makuta said with a sigh.

"Let someone ELSE deal with these frustrations from up high.

I'll take over the universe some other time, but not around Christmas,

If I do, I'll look like a bad guy; that's too much of a risk."

 

THE END.


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Posted Dec 26 2012 - 01:57 AM

A couple parts seemed a little off, but otherwise, that was great!  :superfunny:

 

 

 

 

 

It could be, perhaps, that his armor was too tight,

It could be his helmet wasn't screwed on just right.

But I think that the most likely reason of all,

Was that his heart was two sizes too small.

(Or technically nonexistent due to him being made of green gas; just go with it.)

 

////

I was wondering how you would address the antidermis thing. Very well done!

 

 

 

Then he growled, with his metal fingers nervously rapping.

Party time! Party time! Everybodysgettin'downbecauseit's PARTY TIME!

 

////

Very clever!

 

 

 

 

But you know, Makuta, he was so sly and so slick,

(And thankfully Jaller was dumb as a brick)

 

////

This was probably the most funny part!

 

 

"Nah!" Makuta said, and then blew everything up. 

/////

I honestly think it would have been funnier if you had just ended it here, and then used the rest as an alternative ending. Still, pretty good stuff!

 

 

 

He pulled and he pulled, and actually managed to lift up that sleigh,

Which they say grew his ego three times that day.

 

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I LOL'ed at this :lol:

 

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Posted Dec 26 2012 - 07:04 AM

That was great! Especially since I read unbolted text with Bane voice and read bolder text with Vegeta voice. Love it! Hopefully another pork, this time fully original, comes from you soon!
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Posted Jan 13 2013 - 10:20 PM

[font="'trebuchet ms', helvetica, sans-serif;"][color=#008080;]A touching, chuckle inducing Bionicleized parody of How the Grinch Stole Christmas. I love it! I especially liked the part where Makuta stole the door, and the quote marks. That was genius.[/color][/font]

 

[font="'trebuchet ms', helvetica, sans-serif;"][color=#008080;]Personally, I thought that Makuta would "drive a crooked Kikinalo," but that's just me. Well done, KFRD, well done.[/color][/font]

 

[font="'trebuchet ms', helvetica, sans-serif;"][color=#008080;]Sincerely, :akaku: X-Ray :akaku:[/color][/font]


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Posted Jan 15 2013 - 11:07 PM

Hey, this is very funny. The way you altered the whole story to befit Makuta was great. You even took the songs from the movie.

 

My favorite parts:

 

 

Was that his heart was two sizes too small.

(Or technically nonexistent due to him being made of green gas; just go with it.)

Then he growled, with his metal fingers nervously rapping.

 

Party time! Party time! Everybodysgettin'downbecauseit's PARTY TIME!

 

Not that kind of rapping.

"I must find some way to keep Christmas from coming!"

For like a bajillion YEARS I've put up with it now!

Makuta got a wonderful, horrible idea.

"Shut up, it's a good idea!"

So he took his Visorak, Cuddles, and he took some black thread,

and he tied a big set of horns on top of his head.

As Makuta took the tree and started to shove,

He heard a small sound, like the call of a robo mega death dove.

(Strange, but stupid)

He turned around fast and saw a small Matoran,

Jaller Hue Hugh, who was no more than 1052.

He grabbed the tree from the chimney, that sneaky old lier,
Your soul is a appalling dump heap,
Maybe Christmas didn't come from a store,

Maybe Christmas, just maybe, meant a little bit more.

 

"Nah!" Makuta said, and then blew everything up.

 

 No, of course not, that wouldn't be up to snub.

"You know, next time, I'll leave hating Christmas to Scrooge." Makuta said with a sigh.

"Let someone ELSE deal with these frustrations from up high.

I'll take over the universe some other time, but not around Christmas,

If I do, I'll look like a bad guy; that's too much of a risk."

 

There are a lot of good jokes in here. :) I like the name of his Visorak. And Jaller was a really funny replacement for Cindy. Oh, yeah, and I actually loved the "robo mega death dove" line.

 

I couldn't believe it when you nearly ruined the ending. Then I was relieved to find you hadn't. :P

 

Also, a couple of spelling mistakes I caught, which I included in here. "Lier" and "a appalling". I also thought that Jaller's age should be something like 1,010. It would rhyme better.

 

Kudos, this is really funny!


Edited by Takuaka: Toa of Time, Jan 15 2013 - 11:10 PM.

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