Love Story! ...ish
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For Turakii:
Hahli looked at her reflection in a pool and smiled.
"You win the prize!" she exclaimed, pointing to her reflection. "You're gorgeous. Could you ever find a prettier face? No sir, just look at that mask."
Sighing contentedly, she smiled to her reflection.
***
Realizing that it was getting late, Hahli left the pool and head to her hut for the night. Her dreams were full of herself: Winning beauty contests, people admiring for beauty, and one of her riding a motorcycle with Tom Cruise.
She woke up suddenly.
"What's a motorcycle?" she asked, getting up from her bed. "And more importantly, who's Tom Cruise? Someone trying to out-do me in good looks? Well, I won't have it."
She moved to her mirror to wash her mask when she suddenly realized something.
"MY MASK! IT'S GONE!" she gasped. "No, no, no, how could this happen?!"
She ran out of her hut and into Turaga Nokama's.
"My mask! Nokama! It's been stolen!"
"Hold your horses deary," Nokama replied calmly. "It will turn up. Now leave me, I must try to beautify my incredibly ugly mask."
Stamping out of the hut, Hahli met shocked Ga-Matoran faces with frowns. She then went back into her hut and pouted.
"I'll never be beautiful again," she cried.
Abruptly there was a knock on the door.
"What do you want?" she asked angrily.
Macku, the Matoran with the mask like an elephant's trunk, stepped in.
"Sorry, Hahli, but someone said he must see you."
"Tell him to go away, I'm pouting."
"He says it's urgent."
Throwing her arms up, Hahli replied, "Fine."
In stepped Tom Cruise, he was shorted than Hahli had expected.
"You! YOU!" Hahli shouted. "I'll kill you!"
As Hahli ran at Tom, Macku stepped in between them and stopped the craziness.
"Look, Hahli," she said, "He's just wanted to give your mask back."
"W-what?" Hahli stammered.
"Well," Tom said, "I had a dream about you. And, um, I didn't want to be so ugly as I am. So I used this weirdo universe-changing device and...here I am!"
"You stole my mask?!" Hahli shouted.
"Well, I'm getting old, and my fans are decreasing, I needed something to revive my career, and I figured that if I had your mask I'd be more handsome, or something like that. But now I want to give it back, because I didn't get that role in that new Shymalan film."
He looked depressed.
"Aww, well isn't that...GIVE ME BACK MY MASK!"
The End.
So there it is, a random story written in 20 minutes with no plot, and no ending. 
-SZ-
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