Deep in the bowels of the realm of Lalotai below the ocean's surface, Tamatoa was still stuck laying flat on his back outside of his cave after being outsmarted by Max and his friends. He's been like this for at least a few hours now.

"~Shiny, I'm so shiny~" He sang lamely to himself before speaking to no one in particular. "Didn't help me, though, did it? Still upside down here. Just need a little push."

He struggled to lift himself up off the ground and back to his feet, but due to his thick body build, it was much too difficult for him to do so on his own and he eventually gave up as it was all a waste of time and energy. He leaned his head back, letting out a tired sigh.

"Can we be real? If my name was "Sebastian" and I had a cool Jamaican accent, you'd totally help me." He remarked, pointing at the viewers with an angered face, before he crossed his arms with a snooty expression. "You would. You know you would."

I just really wanted to add that. It just seemed too funny not to add. Anyway, that's the end of the story, guys. I hope you all enjoyed it. See ya!