Disclaimer: I don't own Golden Sun.

One day in the magical land of Weyard, a duck flew by the rainbow in the pink skies of Num. Isaac was floating away

on a creampuff of fluffy kittens. Did you know my cat meowed? Anyway as Isaac floated by on the magical creampuff it

suddenly exploded into a rain of froggies. The froggies hopped to the end of the marsh on the meadow moon. In the meadows

frolicked a gleeful Ivan as he picked a daisy and sang to the high noon hour, of tulips and cat-tails, and peacocks. In a

fluffy ball of scuttiling kittens in the meadow of five dozen bunnies on a sunny summer daisy. My cat meowed again, no? How

about the time Garet had a baby? Do you know that I'm nuts?

Once apon a time in the mystic meadow of Gubb, there lived a magical mushroom. One day, Isaac went to the magic

mushroom and asked it for the time of day.

" Five o' clock," it sang, it said.

" Ok Mr.Giantmagicmushroom." and he was off.

Then along came Isaac's best friend Garet, who was high on a bag of potatoes.

" Kitty!" yelled Garet, and he ran off a cliff.

Isaac shrugged and kept on down the meadowy hills. The along came Ivan, who was a hippie and he said, " Peace man."

And Isaac was happy. And all was happy. Even if all was high on petunias. Ivan certainly was.

" My, my, if it isn't Isaac," said Mia, as she chased a ducky thorugh a pond under the rainbow.

Isaac hit her with a curtain. She died.

Then Isaac laughed, and all was well again, and everyone lived. They lived happily under the Golden Sun.

The End.

I am drunk.