Lord Cynic and the Mini-Golden Sun crew are having some fun... well, the Mini's anyway.
Mini Jenna: "Duck... duck... duck... duck... goose!" (Taps Mini Garet hard on the head)
Mini Garet: "Oww! Hey!" (Chases Mini Jenna around the circle but fails to catch her before she drops down in his spot) "Blast!"
Mini Jenna: "Heh heh, sucker."
Mini Garet: "Grr... duck... duck... goose!" (Punches Isaac on the arm)
Mini Isaac: "OWW! Hee-yah!" (Charges into Mini Garet and sends him flying)
Mini Garet: "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."
DINGLord Cynic: "... that's the most entertaining thing that's happened all day."
Mini Ivan: "Lord Cynic doesn't own Golden Sun. Period. Nyah, nyah!"
Lord Cynic: "... Bah."
Chapter 2 - Beware the wrath of the Earth Adept!
Mia entered the eerie darkness in which the only lights were Isaac's bright, illuminating eyes. They peered out from the far left of Isaac's room, so Mia presumed he was sitting on his bed. She slowly walked through Isaac's bedroom until his voice said, "Stop!" and she froze on the spot.
"Explain your purpose for entering my domain!" his voice commanded.
"Erm..." Mia's voice became stuck in her throat for a moment. "Your mother thinks it's a good idea if you got a babysitter."
"While I'm awake?"
"No, no. Only while you're asleep. You seem to have a case of sleep-casting."
Silence.
"And who did my mother assign this babysitter job to?"
A longer silence.
"She chose me as the babysitter."
Isaac took a long time for this to sink in.
"Thank you. You may leave."
Mia nodded and silently walked backwards out of the room, leaving Isaac to dwell.
"So, how'd it go?" Jenna asked as Mia rejoined them.
"He didn't seem that angry," Mia said, looking down at the ground.
"I wonder why," Sheba said pointedly. However, Mia still didn't get the point so Sheba dropped her smug expression.
"Garet," Mia said, turning to him, "You're his best friend. Maybe you'd better talk to him later about it."
Garet looked around at the others, who were all eyeing him. He shook his head quickly.
"No, no. You're not dragging me into this."
"Why not?" Ivan said, "It was your idea to spy on him last night."
"Yeah, but..." Garet thought quickly for a way to rescue him. Not finding any, he hung his head in defeat.
"Good Garet," Jenna said, patting him teasingly on the head. Everyone sniggered while Garet silently fumed.
This didn't last long though, because the door of Isaac's bedroom was twitching.
"Uh oh," Jenna said nervously.
"Everyone hide!" Ivan whispered, and everyone hurried to find suitable hiding spots.
Ivan had just crawled into a kitchen cupboard when Isaac slid out of his bedroom. His eyes were red, either with anger or because he was trying to readjust to the light, Jenna couldn't tell from her position behind a houseplant.
Everyone watched from their hiding spots as Isaac trudged down the stairs and out of the house. When the front door closed silently, everyone crawled out of hiding and met at the bottom of the stairs.
"Are you sure he left?" Ivan asked Garet, who had hid in a broom closet.
"Positive. I heard him close the door."
"Shouldn't we have someone take a look?" Jenna asked.
"Why? Let's just go," Garet said, and everyone followed him to the front door. However, behind the door waiting for them was...
"Isaac!"
Everyone nearly jumped out of their skins when they saw Isaac standing like an English guard at the top of the outside stairs. He was looking at them with a mix of contained fury and pure bad$$eyness - think Kai of Beyblades.
"Um... hello, Isaac," Jenna said, hoping it sounded innocent. Isaac wasn't fooled and fixed her with an icy glare.
"What's wrong?" Mia asked (after being repeatedly nudged by Sheba). This broke Isaac's defences momentarily, and he dropped his glares of daggers, then sighed heavily.
"A... babysitter?" Isaac's voice was filled with fear as his mind became shrouded in misery linked to his younger days...
"Isaac, dear?"
Dora peeked over her shoulder to find Isaac fiddling with pieces of a Psynergy stone.
"Please be careful with that," she said, and Isaac grinned.
"Si-nee-gee stone!" Isaac's shouted happily, clapping his hands.
"Yes dear, those are Psynergy stones," Dora said, smiling at him. She looked at her watch and shouted, "C'mon, Kyle!"
"Yes, love." Kyle walked down into the lounge room wearing an evening suit. "This makes me look like a penguin. Are you sure this is a good idea?"
"Of course, Kyle," Dora said in an assuring way. They kissed quickly, causing Isaac to make a yucky face. Dora laughed on the look on Isaac's face, then said goodbye and went to the front door.
"Don't give the babysitter any trouble now, young Isaac," Kyle said. Isaac nodded quickly, and Dora and Kyle left.
However, no sooner had they departed did a knock came at the door. Isaac got up to answer the door and found a young girl, probably 17-18. Isaac didn't recognise her, so when he first saw her he became confused.
"Who you?" he squeaked.
"Hi, Isaac. My name's Lita," the babysitter said, kneeling down to say hello.
"I like Si-nee-gee stones!" Isaac said, holding his arms out wide. It was the babysitter's turn to be slightly confused as she stood up and looked at his creation.
"Si-nee-gee?... oh! Psynergy?"
Isaac nodded.
"Okay..."
Suddenly, Lita's eyes turned red. A bright aura surrounded her, and before he knew it, Isaac was floating in mid-air.
"Like this?" she said, but it wasn't a sweet voice, that came out of her mouth. Instead, it was harsh and artificial.
"What... going on?" Isaac said, alarmed.
"I'm in charge now. You'll listen to me or I'll place you on the roof. Capishe?"
"Yes! Yes! Lemme go!" Isaac cried.
Lita nodded and set him down on the table. Isaac shivered uncontrollably.
"Now," Lita said, "Let's get some food into you. And I mean, into you."
Isaac's eyes became wider than saucepans...
"Isaac? Yoo-hoo, Venus boy!"
Isaac blinked and looked around. Garet was standing in front of him, clicking his fingers. Everyone else was huddled up against the front door, looking at Isaac with the same fear he had shown on his face. Isaac snapped out of it and resumed his Kai face.
"So, a babysitter, eh?" he said, feigning astonishment. He looked around at them all (Garet had retreated back to give him room). "Do you all think I'm a baby?" They shook their heads. "Do you all think I'm incapable of looking after myself?" Another shake. Isaac raised his voice. "Do you all think I'm psycho!"
"Isaac, stop it!"
Mia had stepped out to face him. The others stared, expecting the worst.
"Why are you lashing out on us?" Mia asked, voice full of alarm. "We didn't mean for this to happen. If you want to blame someone..." She gave a small smile. "... blame Sheba."
Sheba's face became that of a zombie as she looked at Mia as if a spider had dropped on her head. Everyone but Mia turned to stare at her, and it was obvious she didn't know how to handle this.
"Why are you all looking at me? Even if I was the one who the suggest Mia was the babysitter, I never said Isaac needed one..." She regained her smugness. "If anything, whoever ends up married to Jenna needs a bodyguard."
Now all eyes were on Jenna, and she glared at them all back. Garet's face became slightly red, but no one seemed to notice this.
"Anyway," Isaac said angrily, "There is no way I'm having a babysitter!"
"Oh, come on," Sheba said, and Mia knew what she was going to say, "Not even Mia?"
A vein in Isaac's temple throbbed painfully, but he didn't seem to notice this. He clenched and unclenched his fists, and everyone thought he was going to go DBZ and transform into a Super Adept Isaac or something.
His anger outburst didn't arrive, however. On the contrary, his face became cheerful for the first time today.
"What's all the fuss, guys?" he said, a wide grin on his face. Everyone sweatdropped. "Babysitter, schmaybesitter. It concerns not a Jedi like myself."
If younger Isaac's eyes were like saucers, everyone else's eyes were like satellite dishes, Mia's included.
"Isaac, what -" she began, but Isaac was already heading off into town.
"... I think he lost it," Ivan said, and everyone murmured some word of agreement.
Lord Cynic: "He's... he's coming down! Trampoline!"
Mini Sheba: "We haven't got one."
Cynic: "... oh well."
Mini Garet: "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
THUD
