Author's Note: Well, I'm getting in the holiday spirit now. I'm joining
many other authors in a festive celebration. If you want to understand
this story better, it would be a good idea to read "Golden Sun: The Trials
of Destiny" for some background. This is now officially a sequel in its
reposting, not just a half-sequel. There will be a sequel to this as well.
Also, considering this fic had some. . . "technical difficulties" because of a certain author who shall remain nameless, no muse rants will be posted here and the responses to the author who stirred up trouble last time have been removed. This is to ensure that there is nothing wrong with this story. With that, I urge you to enjoy the fic.
Disclaimer: I don't own Golden Sun, or any of the related characters. They belong to Camelot Software. Dargon and Triad are my creations, however. So, they belong to me! So there.
Isaac stood at the helm of the Lemurian ship and wiped some of the freshly falling snow from his hair. They had left Titanus the week before and were well on there way out to sea. Out here, the snow fell freely, and it slowly accumulated in the ship. The snow was falling moderately hard, and Isaac could see Ivan dumping the excess snow out of the crow's nest. He smiled; the Jupiter Adept didn't care for being in a small confined space during a snowstorm, but he had the best eyesight out of all the adventurers. Isaac turned as he heard the soft crunching of snow as someone ascended the stairs nearby. When the figure had fully arisen, he looked into the sparkling aqua eyes of his true love.
"Hello, Isaac. I brought you some hot soup." She said, carrying a goblet covered by her hand. The Venus Adept smiled warmly at the sight of Mia. "I figured you would enjoy something warm after being out here in the snow and cold."
"Thanks, Mia. I appreciate it very much." Isaac smiled. "Though, I don't much hate the snow anymore." He smiled. When Mia approached closer, he quickly gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Isaac. . ." She sighed, somewhat dreamily. "You'd best drink it before it cools." She said, handing him the large cup. He quickly sipped from it before covering the mouth of the cup with his hand.
"Wow. Imilian Pepper Stew? It's perfect for a day like this." He drank heartily from the goblet after he finished speaking.
"Well, I knew how much you liked it in Imil, so I thought that you might like it on such a cold day." Isaac's smile grew even warmer as he drew Mia into a hug.
"How do you do it, Mia? How do you make me love you more with each passing day?" Isaac asked.
"I don't know, Isaac. . . I don't think you have an answer to my question either."
"What's that?"
"The same one you asked."
"You're right, I don't have an answer." He replied, pulling back to drink more of the hot broth Mia had so lovingly prepared. The soup had a spicy taste to it, but it was not overwhelming, either. The stew actually warmed Isaac's body from the inside out; a feeling he enjoyed a great deal. "All I know is that I wish these days could go on forever."
Mia smiled as he finished; her face was blushing slightly. "Isaac, you're such a flatterer. You need to stop doing that."
"Sorry, I can't do that." Isaac stated, kissing Mia on the cheek again. He finished off the soup from the goblet and quickly put it down on the pedestal of the Black Orb. With his other arm free, he wrapped Mia in a complete hug. "Thank you, Mia. You're the best."
"Well, isn't this cute?" Triad stated, looking up from below. Isaac and Mia looked down at the young inventor, but they didn't release each other. "Someone's getting in the holiday spirit."
"What?" Isaac asked.
"Oh come on, Isaac. Surely you haven't forgotten what's coming up in about a week?" Triad asked. A flash of realization flooded Isaac's face.
"Oh, I'm an idiot! I completely forgot!" Isaac laughed. "It's only a week until Christmas!"
"You'd forgotten, Isaac?" Mia asked. "Well, I guess with all the things that had happened over the past few weeks, it seems logical."
"Too bad we're not near a port. It's going to be awfully hard to give presents when you're out at sea where the only thing you can find is fish." Isaac sighed. "Then again, a grilled sturgeon sounds pretty good right now. . ."
"Isaac, you know I'm the one who's supposed to be making the wisecracks!" Triad called up. "Besides, according to my charts, we should be finding land within a matter of hours."
"Land Ho!" Ivan shouted. "I see a port directly ahead of us, about 2 kilometers out!"
"Well, maybe seconds." Triad sighed, upset that he had miscalculated.
"Did someone call for land?" Dargon asked, ascending from below decks.
"Yes, Dargon. Get Garet and the others up here pronto; we don't know where we are exactly, so I want to be ready to disembark when we get there."
"Well, Isaac. . . if my calculations were correct, we should be landing on the island of Fanten. The chief city on the island is the port of Fanten City. Apparently the people on the island really lacked imagination when it came to naming their beloved town."
"Jeez, Triad, that was cold." Jenna stated, coming up from below decks. "When do we make landfall?"
"Probably in about fifteen minutes, so get what you want to take ashore ready to go so we can find an inn." Isaac stated.
"No problems there; we keep our stuff packed up so we can be ready at anytime." Dargon replied.
"That's good to hear. I thought Mia and I were the only ones who did that." Isaac said, sheepishly. "Well, all's ashore that's going ashore!"
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Isaac, Garet, Mia, Ivan, Sheba, Jenna, Dargon, Felix, and Triad walked into the town inn of Fanten City, where they quickly found a table in the restaurant area. All of them were cold and were glad to sit in the warm facility.
"I can't believe you forgot it was Christmas soon, Isaac." Garet smirked, smacking his friend on the back. "Boy, I thought you were the smart one among the lot of us!"
"I thought that was my job!" Triad said.
"No, you're the village idiot." Jenna smiled.
"That's Garet's job!" Triad snapped back.
"No, I'm the jester and you know it!" Garet laughed.
"Well, whatever the case may be, how are we going to celebrate Christmas?" Felix asked.
"I don't know. . . What do you think, Sheba?" Ivan asked.
"I have an idea. Back in Lalivero, the people would draw names out of a bowl, and whatever name they drew was the person they had to buy the present for. After the present is given, the receiver could guess who got him the gift. If he guessed right, the person must step forward. If they get it wrong, the gifter may remain anonymous." Sheba replied.
"Sounds entertaining. I'm in." Triad stated. "I brought some paper and a lead stick, so I'll write the names down." Triad pulled a sheet of paper from a small bag on his belt and tore it into nine pieces. He quickly scribbled down everyone's names down on each of the scraps. "Anyone have an empty bag?" Felix nodded, and handed him the bag. Triad slipped all the pieces in, and shook it up. "All right, who's first?"
Also, considering this fic had some. . . "technical difficulties" because of a certain author who shall remain nameless, no muse rants will be posted here and the responses to the author who stirred up trouble last time have been removed. This is to ensure that there is nothing wrong with this story. With that, I urge you to enjoy the fic.
Disclaimer: I don't own Golden Sun, or any of the related characters. They belong to Camelot Software. Dargon and Triad are my creations, however. So, they belong to me! So there.
Isaac stood at the helm of the Lemurian ship and wiped some of the freshly falling snow from his hair. They had left Titanus the week before and were well on there way out to sea. Out here, the snow fell freely, and it slowly accumulated in the ship. The snow was falling moderately hard, and Isaac could see Ivan dumping the excess snow out of the crow's nest. He smiled; the Jupiter Adept didn't care for being in a small confined space during a snowstorm, but he had the best eyesight out of all the adventurers. Isaac turned as he heard the soft crunching of snow as someone ascended the stairs nearby. When the figure had fully arisen, he looked into the sparkling aqua eyes of his true love.
"Hello, Isaac. I brought you some hot soup." She said, carrying a goblet covered by her hand. The Venus Adept smiled warmly at the sight of Mia. "I figured you would enjoy something warm after being out here in the snow and cold."
"Thanks, Mia. I appreciate it very much." Isaac smiled. "Though, I don't much hate the snow anymore." He smiled. When Mia approached closer, he quickly gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Isaac. . ." She sighed, somewhat dreamily. "You'd best drink it before it cools." She said, handing him the large cup. He quickly sipped from it before covering the mouth of the cup with his hand.
"Wow. Imilian Pepper Stew? It's perfect for a day like this." He drank heartily from the goblet after he finished speaking.
"Well, I knew how much you liked it in Imil, so I thought that you might like it on such a cold day." Isaac's smile grew even warmer as he drew Mia into a hug.
"How do you do it, Mia? How do you make me love you more with each passing day?" Isaac asked.
"I don't know, Isaac. . . I don't think you have an answer to my question either."
"What's that?"
"The same one you asked."
"You're right, I don't have an answer." He replied, pulling back to drink more of the hot broth Mia had so lovingly prepared. The soup had a spicy taste to it, but it was not overwhelming, either. The stew actually warmed Isaac's body from the inside out; a feeling he enjoyed a great deal. "All I know is that I wish these days could go on forever."
Mia smiled as he finished; her face was blushing slightly. "Isaac, you're such a flatterer. You need to stop doing that."
"Sorry, I can't do that." Isaac stated, kissing Mia on the cheek again. He finished off the soup from the goblet and quickly put it down on the pedestal of the Black Orb. With his other arm free, he wrapped Mia in a complete hug. "Thank you, Mia. You're the best."
"Well, isn't this cute?" Triad stated, looking up from below. Isaac and Mia looked down at the young inventor, but they didn't release each other. "Someone's getting in the holiday spirit."
"What?" Isaac asked.
"Oh come on, Isaac. Surely you haven't forgotten what's coming up in about a week?" Triad asked. A flash of realization flooded Isaac's face.
"Oh, I'm an idiot! I completely forgot!" Isaac laughed. "It's only a week until Christmas!"
"You'd forgotten, Isaac?" Mia asked. "Well, I guess with all the things that had happened over the past few weeks, it seems logical."
"Too bad we're not near a port. It's going to be awfully hard to give presents when you're out at sea where the only thing you can find is fish." Isaac sighed. "Then again, a grilled sturgeon sounds pretty good right now. . ."
"Isaac, you know I'm the one who's supposed to be making the wisecracks!" Triad called up. "Besides, according to my charts, we should be finding land within a matter of hours."
"Land Ho!" Ivan shouted. "I see a port directly ahead of us, about 2 kilometers out!"
"Well, maybe seconds." Triad sighed, upset that he had miscalculated.
"Did someone call for land?" Dargon asked, ascending from below decks.
"Yes, Dargon. Get Garet and the others up here pronto; we don't know where we are exactly, so I want to be ready to disembark when we get there."
"Well, Isaac. . . if my calculations were correct, we should be landing on the island of Fanten. The chief city on the island is the port of Fanten City. Apparently the people on the island really lacked imagination when it came to naming their beloved town."
"Jeez, Triad, that was cold." Jenna stated, coming up from below decks. "When do we make landfall?"
"Probably in about fifteen minutes, so get what you want to take ashore ready to go so we can find an inn." Isaac stated.
"No problems there; we keep our stuff packed up so we can be ready at anytime." Dargon replied.
"That's good to hear. I thought Mia and I were the only ones who did that." Isaac said, sheepishly. "Well, all's ashore that's going ashore!"
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Isaac, Garet, Mia, Ivan, Sheba, Jenna, Dargon, Felix, and Triad walked into the town inn of Fanten City, where they quickly found a table in the restaurant area. All of them were cold and were glad to sit in the warm facility.
"I can't believe you forgot it was Christmas soon, Isaac." Garet smirked, smacking his friend on the back. "Boy, I thought you were the smart one among the lot of us!"
"I thought that was my job!" Triad said.
"No, you're the village idiot." Jenna smiled.
"That's Garet's job!" Triad snapped back.
"No, I'm the jester and you know it!" Garet laughed.
"Well, whatever the case may be, how are we going to celebrate Christmas?" Felix asked.
"I don't know. . . What do you think, Sheba?" Ivan asked.
"I have an idea. Back in Lalivero, the people would draw names out of a bowl, and whatever name they drew was the person they had to buy the present for. After the present is given, the receiver could guess who got him the gift. If he guessed right, the person must step forward. If they get it wrong, the gifter may remain anonymous." Sheba replied.
"Sounds entertaining. I'm in." Triad stated. "I brought some paper and a lead stick, so I'll write the names down." Triad pulled a sheet of paper from a small bag on his belt and tore it into nine pieces. He quickly scribbled down everyone's names down on each of the scraps. "Anyone have an empty bag?" Felix nodded, and handed him the bag. Triad slipped all the pieces in, and shook it up. "All right, who's first?"