CHIBI CHAO: Welcome, one and all, to Dragon Empress' first ever Golden Sun
fic! (Trumpets blare and wild, raucous cheers can be heard as the authoress
makes herself known.)
ME: (Bowing.) Thank you, thank you. Please, no applause, just throw money.
CHIBI CHAO: Right. Well, can we get on with the story now that you've had your chance to show off?
ME: Shut it! (Smacks muse over the head with her staff.) Now, for the disclaimer!
AH YES, YOUNG ONE, YOU HAVE MADE A MOST WISE DECISION IN COMING TO ME FOR THE ANSWER TO THE LONG-PONDERED QUESTION, DOES DRAGON EMPRESS OWN GOLDEN SUN? WELL, MY YOUNG GRASSHOPPER, I AM AFRAID YOU MAY NOT LIKE WHAT YOU HEAR, FOR OWN GOLDEN SUN SHE DOES NOT.
ME: Right, enough insanity, let's get on with the story! But before I do, I should tell you that this fic takes place after both Golden Sun games and may involve some light Felix-bashing. (Just for good measure.) MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! So, without further adieu, let the fic begin!
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Two men went to mow, went to mow a meadow...
Isaac whistled this cheery little tune as he and his friends were finally, after almost three long years, on the road home to Vale. Of course, it wasn't home to all of his friends yet, but he had privately hoped that Ivan, Sheba and (Insert long, melodramatic sigh here.) Mia were planning on staying in Vale, at least for a while. Preferably forever.
Glancing to his left, he saw his oldest friends, Garet and Jenna sharing some private joke a little way away from the others. Isaac couldn't help but smile. It was now common knowledge amongst the adepts that those two were absolutely crazy for each other and totally accepted by all.
Well, almost all...
A quick glance to his left confirmed his suspicions that Felix was once again glaring at the happy couple with narrowed eyes. He'd never been a fan of Garet in the first place, but now that he and Jenna were an item, Felix's dislike for the clumsy Mars adept had increased tenfold. Ah, poor Garet, he was never very lucky anyway. And now, any ideas he had about getting 'lucky' would have just flown out of the window the moment he realised that his girlfriend's over-protective big brother would be returning to Vale with them. But still, Isaac didn't really think that Garet had taken the hint well when Felix had cornered him outside a bar in Vault a couple of days earlier and threatened him with a very painful death if he even dared to try anything 'funny' with Jenna, because he continued to flirt with her mercilessly, despite Felix's somewhat disconcerting warnings and violent hand gestures.
Now, on reflection, perhaps it was Jenna he should be feeling sorry for...
"Damn Isaac, just how far from the rest of civilisation is Vale?" Ivan's voice cut through his thoughts like a knife. Frowning, he turned to the young wind adept.
"Ivan, you've asked me that question every ten minutes since we left Vault."
"I know, but you still haven't given me an answer." Isaac rolled his eyes.
"It's not far. Just another hour's walk or so, if we're going in the right direction. There are a lot more trees here than I remember." Loud groans came up from the rest of the party members.
"I knew we shouldn't have taken that short cut!" Sheba muttered, glaring at Garet, who threw his hands up defensively.
"Hey, it's hardly my fault!" He exclaimed.
"Then whose fault is it?"
"Felix's." The death glare intensified, and Isaac had a nasty suspicion that Garet was going to burst into flames any second now.
"My fault?! How is it my fault?" Felix demanded, making to grab Garet round the collar, but having his hand slapped away by Jenna. She nodded at her brother.
"You did agree with him that it was a short cut." She said. "And everyone knows that Garet has next to no sense of direction." Garet went red.
"That's not true!"
"Yes it is!"
"It isn't!"
"It is!"
"Just shut up the both of you! We've got to get to Vale before nightfall, and preferably before Christmas too." Ivan said, in his usual, irritatingly cheerful voice. Even when he was yelling at or insulting someone, he could never seem to get the chipper-ness out of his tone. Needless to say, it was quite annoying at times.
Garet shook his head and crossed his arms over his wide chest. "Fine, maybe my sense of direction isn't perfect. But I'd like to see you get us out of this forest, smart guy."
"Oh please, I bet you I can get us out of here in under an hour." Ivan retorted, mimicking the taller adept's stance, arms folded over his chest. Garet reached into his pocket and pulled out a fistful (And remember, he has pretty large fists.) of coins.
"This fifty coins says you can't!" He said. Ivan smirked.
"What, afraid to make a real man's bet? Or are you just afraid to lose money in front of your girlfriend?"
"Fine!" Garet turned both his pockets inside out and counted the money that fell onto the ground. "One hundred and twenty-six coins says that you can't get us out of the forest in under an hour. Deal?"
"Deal!" They shook hands, and then, with the annoying smirk still on his face, Ivan took the lead.
Six hours later:
"Well, this doesn't look an awful lot like Vale to me. What do you think, Ivan?"
"Oh, shut up!"
Another six hours later:
"Y'know, I'm not even sure we're still in Angara anymore."
"Hmph, knowing Ivan's sense of direction we've probably ended up in the middle of Lemuria!"
Yet another six hours later:
Isaac wiped the sweat off his brow with his left hand, watching as a gleeful Garet turned Ivan upside down and shook him until money fell out. They had been walking for ages. Their journey from Vault had begun very early the morning, half-past five to be precise, and now it was beginning to get dark. Probably, if they'd followed Garet's 'short-cut', they would have been back home in Vale roughly twelve hours ago. Stupid Ivan.
"I really don't think we should let Ivan lead anymore." Felix said, looking at the others. They all nodded and murmured in agreement. "I'll lead instead." This comment was not so well received.
"I don't think any of the guys should be allowed to lead." Mia said suddenly, and Isaac looked at her, startled as he realised that it was the first thing she'd said all day. "None of them seem to be very good at it." The ladies nodded enthusiastically.
"We'll lead instead." Sheba said.
"Yeah, come on Jenna." Mia said, turning to the female fire adept who had just settled back into her cling-onto-Garet's-arm-and-cut-off-all-the- circulation position. She looked up at Garet.
"Well, actually, I think I'll hang back with the guys." Mia tutted.
"Fine!" She said, grabbing Isaac suddenly. "You can show me the way to Vale, Isaac." He looked at her, utterly bemused.
"What did I do?" He asked.
"Nothing, silly. It's just that we need someone who actually has a clue as to where Vale is to accompany us."
"Yeah." Sheba agreed, popping up on his other side suddenly. "And besides, if we're way ahead of the others, we'll need a big, strong man you to keep us safe!" Isaac blushed a little.
"Well, if you put it like that..."
"Great! Come on, Isaac!"
And as they frogmarched him off into the woods, Garet said to Ivan, who he still held upside down, but now with only one hand because Jenna was holding onto the other for dear life, "Tch, what a wuss. Imagine letting a girl boss you around like that!" There was a tug on his right arm, and he looked down.
"Garet, sweetie. Can we hurry up? I would actually like to get to Vale today y'know?"
"Yes, dear." And he dropped Ivan onto the forest floor and let Jenna drag him off after Isaac and the other girls. Felix trudged behind them, looking sour as usual. Ivan snickered at Garet's retreating back.
"He's one to talk!"
"Ivan!" Sheba's voice echoed loud through the woods. "Hurry up, or we'll leave you behind!" He gulped, and ran after them.
"I'm just coming!"
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ME: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Fun, fun, fun! I liked my little prologue. So you'd all better review!
ME: (Bowing.) Thank you, thank you. Please, no applause, just throw money.
CHIBI CHAO: Right. Well, can we get on with the story now that you've had your chance to show off?
ME: Shut it! (Smacks muse over the head with her staff.) Now, for the disclaimer!
AH YES, YOUNG ONE, YOU HAVE MADE A MOST WISE DECISION IN COMING TO ME FOR THE ANSWER TO THE LONG-PONDERED QUESTION, DOES DRAGON EMPRESS OWN GOLDEN SUN? WELL, MY YOUNG GRASSHOPPER, I AM AFRAID YOU MAY NOT LIKE WHAT YOU HEAR, FOR OWN GOLDEN SUN SHE DOES NOT.
ME: Right, enough insanity, let's get on with the story! But before I do, I should tell you that this fic takes place after both Golden Sun games and may involve some light Felix-bashing. (Just for good measure.) MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! So, without further adieu, let the fic begin!
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Two men went to mow, went to mow a meadow...
Isaac whistled this cheery little tune as he and his friends were finally, after almost three long years, on the road home to Vale. Of course, it wasn't home to all of his friends yet, but he had privately hoped that Ivan, Sheba and (Insert long, melodramatic sigh here.) Mia were planning on staying in Vale, at least for a while. Preferably forever.
Glancing to his left, he saw his oldest friends, Garet and Jenna sharing some private joke a little way away from the others. Isaac couldn't help but smile. It was now common knowledge amongst the adepts that those two were absolutely crazy for each other and totally accepted by all.
Well, almost all...
A quick glance to his left confirmed his suspicions that Felix was once again glaring at the happy couple with narrowed eyes. He'd never been a fan of Garet in the first place, but now that he and Jenna were an item, Felix's dislike for the clumsy Mars adept had increased tenfold. Ah, poor Garet, he was never very lucky anyway. And now, any ideas he had about getting 'lucky' would have just flown out of the window the moment he realised that his girlfriend's over-protective big brother would be returning to Vale with them. But still, Isaac didn't really think that Garet had taken the hint well when Felix had cornered him outside a bar in Vault a couple of days earlier and threatened him with a very painful death if he even dared to try anything 'funny' with Jenna, because he continued to flirt with her mercilessly, despite Felix's somewhat disconcerting warnings and violent hand gestures.
Now, on reflection, perhaps it was Jenna he should be feeling sorry for...
"Damn Isaac, just how far from the rest of civilisation is Vale?" Ivan's voice cut through his thoughts like a knife. Frowning, he turned to the young wind adept.
"Ivan, you've asked me that question every ten minutes since we left Vault."
"I know, but you still haven't given me an answer." Isaac rolled his eyes.
"It's not far. Just another hour's walk or so, if we're going in the right direction. There are a lot more trees here than I remember." Loud groans came up from the rest of the party members.
"I knew we shouldn't have taken that short cut!" Sheba muttered, glaring at Garet, who threw his hands up defensively.
"Hey, it's hardly my fault!" He exclaimed.
"Then whose fault is it?"
"Felix's." The death glare intensified, and Isaac had a nasty suspicion that Garet was going to burst into flames any second now.
"My fault?! How is it my fault?" Felix demanded, making to grab Garet round the collar, but having his hand slapped away by Jenna. She nodded at her brother.
"You did agree with him that it was a short cut." She said. "And everyone knows that Garet has next to no sense of direction." Garet went red.
"That's not true!"
"Yes it is!"
"It isn't!"
"It is!"
"Just shut up the both of you! We've got to get to Vale before nightfall, and preferably before Christmas too." Ivan said, in his usual, irritatingly cheerful voice. Even when he was yelling at or insulting someone, he could never seem to get the chipper-ness out of his tone. Needless to say, it was quite annoying at times.
Garet shook his head and crossed his arms over his wide chest. "Fine, maybe my sense of direction isn't perfect. But I'd like to see you get us out of this forest, smart guy."
"Oh please, I bet you I can get us out of here in under an hour." Ivan retorted, mimicking the taller adept's stance, arms folded over his chest. Garet reached into his pocket and pulled out a fistful (And remember, he has pretty large fists.) of coins.
"This fifty coins says you can't!" He said. Ivan smirked.
"What, afraid to make a real man's bet? Or are you just afraid to lose money in front of your girlfriend?"
"Fine!" Garet turned both his pockets inside out and counted the money that fell onto the ground. "One hundred and twenty-six coins says that you can't get us out of the forest in under an hour. Deal?"
"Deal!" They shook hands, and then, with the annoying smirk still on his face, Ivan took the lead.
Six hours later:
"Well, this doesn't look an awful lot like Vale to me. What do you think, Ivan?"
"Oh, shut up!"
Another six hours later:
"Y'know, I'm not even sure we're still in Angara anymore."
"Hmph, knowing Ivan's sense of direction we've probably ended up in the middle of Lemuria!"
Yet another six hours later:
Isaac wiped the sweat off his brow with his left hand, watching as a gleeful Garet turned Ivan upside down and shook him until money fell out. They had been walking for ages. Their journey from Vault had begun very early the morning, half-past five to be precise, and now it was beginning to get dark. Probably, if they'd followed Garet's 'short-cut', they would have been back home in Vale roughly twelve hours ago. Stupid Ivan.
"I really don't think we should let Ivan lead anymore." Felix said, looking at the others. They all nodded and murmured in agreement. "I'll lead instead." This comment was not so well received.
"I don't think any of the guys should be allowed to lead." Mia said suddenly, and Isaac looked at her, startled as he realised that it was the first thing she'd said all day. "None of them seem to be very good at it." The ladies nodded enthusiastically.
"We'll lead instead." Sheba said.
"Yeah, come on Jenna." Mia said, turning to the female fire adept who had just settled back into her cling-onto-Garet's-arm-and-cut-off-all-the- circulation position. She looked up at Garet.
"Well, actually, I think I'll hang back with the guys." Mia tutted.
"Fine!" She said, grabbing Isaac suddenly. "You can show me the way to Vale, Isaac." He looked at her, utterly bemused.
"What did I do?" He asked.
"Nothing, silly. It's just that we need someone who actually has a clue as to where Vale is to accompany us."
"Yeah." Sheba agreed, popping up on his other side suddenly. "And besides, if we're way ahead of the others, we'll need a big, strong man you to keep us safe!" Isaac blushed a little.
"Well, if you put it like that..."
"Great! Come on, Isaac!"
And as they frogmarched him off into the woods, Garet said to Ivan, who he still held upside down, but now with only one hand because Jenna was holding onto the other for dear life, "Tch, what a wuss. Imagine letting a girl boss you around like that!" There was a tug on his right arm, and he looked down.
"Garet, sweetie. Can we hurry up? I would actually like to get to Vale today y'know?"
"Yes, dear." And he dropped Ivan onto the forest floor and let Jenna drag him off after Isaac and the other girls. Felix trudged behind them, looking sour as usual. Ivan snickered at Garet's retreating back.
"He's one to talk!"
"Ivan!" Sheba's voice echoed loud through the woods. "Hurry up, or we'll leave you behind!" He gulped, and ran after them.
"I'm just coming!"
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ME: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Fun, fun, fun! I liked my little prologue. So you'd all better review!
