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PROLOGUE
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Lord Cynic: "I'm sailing away, on an open course for the Virgin Seas..."
Mini Isaac: "Huh?"
Lord Cynic: (Takes in a deep breath) (very quickly) "'Cause I've got to be free, free to face a life that's ahead of me. On board I'm the captain, so climb aboard. We'll search for tommorow, on every shore. and I'll try, oh Lord I'll try, to carry on."
Mini Mia: "???"
Lord Cynic: "Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me, lads." (Repeats 4 times and pants heavily)
Mini Ivan: "Does anyone know what he's on about?"
On his MP3 list, "9 Minutes of Cartman quotes" is playing.
Mini Jenna: "OHHHH... what an idiot."
Lord Cynic:
Mini Garet: "Cynic doesn't own Golden Sun, or that song. According to this computer screen, the song is Sailing Away by Stix... don't ask me..."
Chapter 7: "I'm saaaailing away..." (Lord Cynic: "That's not it!")

TAKE TWO:

"I'm scaaaaaming away..." (Cynic: "ARGH!!!")

"YOU PERVERT!!!"
Upon realising whom the intruder was the girl from the shower threw a vase at Felix's head. The brunette male dodged awkwardly to his side and scrambled behind a couch for safety as the girl looked for another projectile.
"God damnit!" he yelled. "I didn't know whose house this was! Do you think I wanted to see Garet's sister in a towel!?"
Felix regretted those words as the girl (which for argument's sake we'll keep as Kay) narrowed her eyes at him. Even though she wasn't an adept, Kay shot lightning bolts from her eyes and he jumped back in alarm.
"What right do you have to say that?!" she shrieked. "I'm not the one who barged in here without being welcome! I'm not the brother of a snobbish, loudmouth brat who doesn't know when to keep her voice down!"
'Touché,' Felix thought, then his eyes narrowed. "In case you haven't noticed, the thousands of bee stingers in the door almost shish-kebabed me! If it were my choice, I'd be gone long ago!"
"Then go!" Kay shrieked, causing Felix to fall over the back of a chair. "I'm still wearing a towel for Mars' sake!"
Felix looked her up and down while trying not to look like a pervert.
"So you are. Might wanna get some clothes on you, yes - whoa!" He sped out the door as Kay threw another vase at his head.
"SICK BA -"

Ivan knelt down on the ground, clutching the scar on his shoulder. Sheba turned around from some sign-making and showed as much as concern as she probably could be bothered to.
"What is it now?" she asked, even thought she knew about Ivan's scar.
"They're still pashing," he said painfully. "If they don't stop I'm gonna coll -" He stopped, rubbed his shoulder and realised that the scorching pain had disappeared. "What do you know, they did stop."
"Well," Sheba said reasonably, "they had to come up for air some time. Now hurry up and help me with this. This is gonna be the scam of a lifetime."
"I hear that," Ivan said, picking up a permanent marker. "This'll be the easiest cash we'll ever scam off the schmos. He hesitated for a second. "Why do I have to wear the leotard?"
"Because I've got to be the person introducing the act. Don't complain, this'll go down perfectly."
"That better be the case... this'll tarnish my reputation forever."

"No, no, you can't!"
Isaac stared bewilderedly at Mia. Her hands were on her hips and her face had a more serious look than Simon Cowell criticising a pathetic act on American Idol. His face looked like the person who got bombed by Cowell.
"You can't be serious!" he pleaded. "There must be another way!"
"I've never been more serious," Mia replied coolly but sternly. "I'm going to enlist the help of your mother to help us plan the wedding, and that's final."
"But... but... but..." Isaac could find no words to say.
"Relax," Mia said, smiling. "It won't be that bad."
Staring in horror and incredulous, Isaac watched Mia leave the house. There would be no "Touchdown!" for him. "Australian Idol reference, sorry."
However, before he could grieve properly the door opened again and Picard entered the house. Isaac frowned and stood his ground against him.
"What do you want?" he said coldly. Picard found this bitter reception quite amusing and chuckled.
"It seems you do not remember my business," he said calmly. "Very well... Robin, come out here!"
"Wha -" Isaac began, but suddenly the golden ring on his wrist began to slow. He entered his "Yu-Gi-Oh"-ish transformation ("Yu-Gi-Isaac", anyone?) and in a few seconds Robin (or, like I've said before, Yami Isaac) had returned.
"I take it you're here on business?" Robin asked, once the dramatic transformation music had stopped. He folded his arms across his chest, clearly not intending to take any crap.
"I am indeed," Picard replied, smirking. Robin was not amused. "Oh come now Robin, aren't you glad to be out of that ring for once?"
"I have better things to be doing than standing here talking to you," Robin spat. "Whatever you have to say, say it!"
"It's time we sabotage a wedding," Picard declared. "Namely Isaac and Mia's."
"What the heck would that prove?" Robin asked with increasing contempt.
"Well," Picard said, contemplating his scheme. "As I see things, Isaac and Mia are set to get married in a few months, right?"
"A few weeks," Robin replied, "if Mia gets her way. She's very persuasive on my goody-goody counterpart."
Picard growled in hearing that his scheme might be foiled by time restrictions.
"Then that means we have to work swiftly." He paced around the room, deep in thought. "Ah, I got it! It'll be the old-fashioned Switch-A-Roo!"
Robin took some time to register this, then he fell down in stupidity.
"That's all you came up with?!"
"Well," Picard muttered, scratching the back of his head slowly, "the change of circumstances cause me to seek more drastic measures."
"Tell you what," Robin said, losing what patience he still possessed, "how's about I call you if I have an idea?"
Picard pondered this for a little bit, then nodded.
"That sounds like a plan," he said finally. "But you'd better come up with a good idea soon."
"Just leave it to me," Robin said, wearing a sly smirk. Picard nodded again and left the house, leaving Robin alone. "Idiot. As if I'd help a loser like him... that hair's completely ridiculous. However... I've always searched for a reason to stretch my legs." The ring on his wrist glowed violently, and Robin cursed silently to himself. "If only this blasted ring didn't have a time limit."
After a few seconds, Robin has reverted back to innocent Isaac. After regaining consciousness, Isaac remembered the horror that took place and crumbled to his knees.
"NO! It'll be a nightmare!!!... Mia and Mum working together on the wedding... the bill will be so humungous; I'll have to get a second job!!!..."
Obviously either Isaac or Cynic has been watching too many soapies... or worse, both of them. Oh Lord... STOP WATCHING NEIGHBOURS YOU SAPS!!... ("Probably only Australians would understand that.") Cough Moving on...

Granite, Tonic and Co. marched along the dirt path, ignoring the looks of disbelief from passers-by. The lead Djinni swung their arms merrily, occasionally bumping arms (deliberately or not, it's your call). Their band of Delightful Djinni ("Don't I rule... not") followed loudly behind them. Flint and Fizz frequently had to comfort Dew because the humans looking down at her continually freaked her out. This would be much easier if Vine and Bane weren't constantly trying to assist them. Their clown faces and weird noises only succeeded in making Dew more upset. Behind them, Sleet was keeping relatively quiet, although she occasionally stole a glance at Flint and his efforts to console Dew, and a contemptuous glance at Fizz beside him.
In the frontline, Granite and Tonic were cautiously navigating through the many legs of the humans, constantly calling out to the others to keep them from being lost. Their petite voices remained unnoticed by the humans who were too busy to pay attention to little brown and blue furballs.
"How far do we have to go?" Tonic asked Granite.
"Not sure," Granite replied. "It's not easy to see over these people's heads. Yo," he called to the back, "who's got the map? ... hello?"
Granite and Tonic turned around to find that the others had disappeared all of a sudden. They looked at each other in confusion, then spotted Jenna chasing Garet in the distance... and brown and blue specks on their shoulders.
"This isn't good," Granite said, stating the obvious, and he and Tonic chased after the Mars Adepts and their Venus and Mercury Djinni stowaways.

'You want to hurt him,' a voice in Jenna's head said snidely. 'You want him to suffer, to feel the humiliation he made you suffer.'
'But... don't hurt him too much,' another voice said innocently. 'We don't want him to be dead...'
'I'll sis, stay out of this,' the first voice said. 'Go back to your toys or something, we'll handle this.'
'That's right,' a third voice muttered sinisterly. 'Now, catch up to him... that's it... use your inner fire to pursue him...'
'But... c'mon,' the second voice whined. 'Isn't there another way?'
"What the?" Jenna stopped on the spot. "Who's in there? Can you just give me a straight answer?"
'Go after him!!!' the first voice demanded, and Jenna shot off once again in pursuit. Up ahead, Garet's 'consciences' weren't having so tough a moral struggle.

'What do you think you're doing?' a voice in Garet's head said. 'Turn around, turn around!'
'Yeah!' another voice said. 'Turn around you dolt!'
'You must tell Jenna... how you really feel,' a third voice said in a hypnotic voice.
"Yes, sir," all three of Garet and the two others voices said in a drone voice.
'Not you two,' the third voice said, whacking the other voices on the head... somehow. 'Garet... turn around... go to her instead of away from her...'
"Yes, master," Garet said in his drone voice, and he stopped on the spot. Jenna didn't expect this, so she ran into the back of him and sent all Djinni flying.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAA..."
DING

Granite and Tonic were too late as they witnessed their party flying into the distance. Both Djinni groaned exasperatedly.
"So much for that," Granite said. "I don't know what they were up to, but it looks like it didn't work."
"Looks like it," Tonic said, with the same air of indifference as Granite. "Shall we carry on our way then?"
"After you then, milady," Granite volunteered. Tonic giggled, kissed Granite on the cheek then scampered on ahead. Granite realised she was getting faster and chased after her.
Reader's Spotlight

Chapter 6

"Lord Slasher"
... go, Inuyasha! Do it! Do it!... cough... what? I didn't do anything.

"Black Demon567"
Gay marriages?.... errrmmm....... oh, that. No, I don't think so... but I'm not fond of that concept... but that's just me. I'm hoping you get what the Felix-Girl thing was about now. It all became clear, didn't it?

"Joker's Specter"
And once again took me a while to update this. Ah well, I don't have any hitmen after me anymore... if there are mistakes I'd like to know. These chapters aren't perfect and typos are bound to spread..."

"Anime-Master7"
It's nuts, but so am I. If I was Macedamian I'd be a Macedamia Nut... yeah.

"Link015"
What a concept! I can't believe I missed that when typing this... eh... too lazy to begin now, sorry. Maybe... yes, I think I know what might happen next chapter... hmmness...
Lord Cynic: "A sort of light-hearted tomfoolery to finish off a weird sort of chapter. I did well, don't you think?... guys? Guys?"
Nothing doin'.
Lord Cynic: "Aw man... fine, be that way."