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Child of a Monster~CH1La la la la la la la la la la la laHe was pacing in front of the medical room, clearly anxious. It had been a long time, when would it be over? Mutran groaned and rubbed the back of his head. I never meant to knock her up, how was I supposed to know she wasn't using any birth control?La la la, la la la la la la la la la la,Yes, Mutran had found one of the nicer looking females of the species, and the two had a rather wonderful night together. The problems started when she found him around a month ago to tell him he was a father. At first he had denied it, naturally, saying it had been a while and could be any ones child. But eventually he came around and accepted it as it was.La la la, la la la la la la la la la la,Now there weren't all that many Makuta, though the reason for that was painfully obvious, so abortion wasn't an option. But the female Makuta refused to keep and raise the child. So the two came upon a compromise; she would have the chil
Amnesia~CH1Knock knock knock... Knock knock KNOCK... "Damn it all, Matoro, we're going to be late!" Nuju only got more of his translator's soft snores. Sighing in exasperation, the Turaga of Ice reached into his robes and pulled out the spare key. That boy is so lucky I let him off as easily as I do on this kind of thing.In truth, Nuju was more concerned about his boy's health than if they were late. Ever since Matau pulled that stupid "joke" yesterday Matoro had been feeling a bit dizzy; and he had a right to be, he was hit in the head with a pail of swampy mud!Sure, Matau had apologized profusely, claiming that the mud was supposed to pouron the victim, not the whole pail fall on the unfortunate one's head. He had even personally escorted the translator to the local healer, a death-glaring Nuju on his heels. The healers had said Matoro had a mild concussion. Nuju grimaced, remembering how Matoro had vomited on the healer's floor and the diz
Nothing...I'm standing here, eyes wide open, my heart is broken, how could you do that to me?you were everything to me, but now I'm nothing,we are nothing, you are nothing, to me...I remember, rainy nights spent on your porch, a time when nothing mattered but our touch... I find myself in the rain again, and you're not here, no, you're not here... And I'm standing here, with eyes wide open, my heart is broken, eyes wide open, heart is broken... But you know what now?you are nothing, to me...