Disclaimer: I do not own Golden sun.
On the northern sea of Weyard eight adepts were asleep in their Lemurian ship, preparing for negotiations with the people of Prox.
However, this is not their story.
This is the tale of seventy-three very bored, very ADHD Djini, bouncing off the walls below deck.
"BOREDBOREDBOREDBORED," one Venus djini muttered to himself.
"What's his problem?" The Mercury djini named Drizzle asked.
"Echo's gone catatonic from lack of stuff to do," the Mars djini named Fever replied.
"BOREDBOREDBOREDBOREDBOR--"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Gust burst out.
"Aw shit," murmured Haze "He's lost it"
Lull Dew and Corona attempted to calm the torreitic djinni down.
"Our problem is that we need something to do," said Blaze, assessing the situation.
"How 'bout an adventure?" asked Tonic.
"Yea!" -exclaimed Mud "Isaac and crew are always bitching about traveling. It sounds like fun!"
"But what should we 'adventure' for?" asked Lull, the official voice of reason and buzz killer.
A storm of answers flew up.
"Treasure!" shouted one.
"Pokemon!" shouted another
A combination of rocks, fire, rain, and wind struck the offender.
"Butt plugs!"
A massive summon assaulted with the one-who-would-dare-mention-the-unholy-device.
"The meaning of life!"
"No, Monty Python did that already."
"Who?"
"Never mind"
It seemed they would not get anywhere, when one voice cut through the din.
"CHEESE!"
Everyone fell silent; even Echo stopped his muttering. They turned to see who it was.
The voice belonged to Flint, leader of the djini. Flint never spoke unless it had great meaning.
"Yes…cheese…" Mud murmured.
The whisper of cheese went around the room, and it soon turned into a chant taken up by everyone.
"CHEESE! CHEESE! CHEESE! CHEESE! CHEESE! CHEESE!"
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