A Trip to My Insane Place

Disclaimer: I don't own Golden sun, I would be rich if I did.
*On the island*

Ivan: Thanks a lot Garet, now we're stuck on this loony-bin island with two pyros, three psychos and an insane author!

Garet: Hey this isn't my doing!

Sheba: Then who's to blame, the author?

Garet: Yes, it's all her, a. what was I saying?

My Pyro friend: Gasoline!

Garet: Oh yeah! Have I told you about my gasoline fireball combo?

My Pyro friend: Can I hear, can I hear!?

Isaac: The whole no food thing has finally gotten to his head.

Kali: Yeah, well I've better get going.

Mia: Wait, how are we supposed to get home?

Kali: I dunno, internet? (disappears)

Mia: Internet? How in the world are we going to get home by using the INTERNET!?

Isaac: (sarcastically) Buy airplane tickets.

Mia: Isaac, that's a good idea!

Isaac: I was being sarcastic.

Mia: Where's the gold Ivan!?

Isaac: Mia, did you hear me I was being sarcastic, Mia!?

Mia: IVAN! Ivan: Garet had it.

Mia: GARET!

*On the other side of the island*

Garet: (bowing) All hale fire!

My Pyro friend: Great job Garet! I like the gold statue.

Garet: Yup, and just ta think it was made out of that useless gold that was laying around.

To be contiued.