By sunrise, Moana, Sora, Donald and Goofy had made their way to the very parts of the Pacific where the sea floor was deep, seven hundred miles north of Motunui. She had her hair wrapped in a bun, just like the way her grandmother had thought her, and even though she passed away the previous night, her thoughts were pushed aside to focus on the matter at hand of finding Maui and she did so by practicing her words from the first moment she woke up to a brand new sun.

"I am Moana Waialiki of Motunui. You will board my boat, sail across the sea and restore the heart of Te Fiti."

By now she had repeated the exact same words at least forty-four times over. Sora was more interested in learning more about his new companion that he had to protect in order to save this world from darkness, as per a Keyblader's credo and force of habit. Looking over from the bowsprit of the Gummi ship, he asked.

"If I'm going to travel with you, Moana, can I at least know more about you first?"

Moana began her story, putting her hands at rest. Sure enough she was explaining her love for the ocean, how she was chosen, the duties she had to perform and just when she was about to mention that one interesting bit about a pillar of smoke falling from the sky, there came a thump from the interior of the hull. Curious, Moana opened it up and looked in…

To her surprise the head of a familiar white pig with black spotted ears popped out of the hull with a banana peel in his mouth, he gulped the peel down his throat and pulled the rest of his body out from the hull, walking to meet his mistress. He followed by a much thinner figure, the wide eyed rooster with a colorful body and a path of arrogance that led to stupidity. Moana herself could only identity the two animals as...

"Pua?! Hei-Hei!?"

The pig snorted a cheerful "in person" in reply and nodded his head, but the rooster could only take one look at the vast body of water and crow in fear as though he were screaming, "WE ARE LOST!"

Goofy, Donald and Sora blocked their ears with their palms in a grimaced expression, but Hei-Hei's crowing, which spanned over a mile radius, was starting to penetrate the barriers of their hands…and that was when Moana used her right index finger and thumb to hover over Hei-Hei's beak and snap it shut. She looked to Pua for help with eyes of desperation, but there was little he could do besides suppressing his rooster friend's fears. She too had to quell the rooster until he had established that as a consequence of being Moana's watchdog, he had to go with her to the ocean.

"Can you help me find a tiny rope I can use?"

The three off-worlders, who had removed their hands from their ears, heard the chieftess as well.

"I'll help!" shouted Donald, raising his right hand.

He looked into the storage container of the Gummi ship, hoping to find a rope. He rummaged through a can of beef jerky, some letters from Daisy, a box of wrenches and tool (which would provide some help to repair the rocket once the reached land) and finally, some small pieces of rope that Chip and Dale often used for rescue missions, among other purposes for repairing the Gummi ship themselves.

Donald took out the rope, holding it above his head in his left hand.

"Found it!" he called and urged Sora and Goofy to push the Gummi ship closer to them by rowing with their hands.

"It's okay, Hei-Hei," Moana soothed the panicking rooster. "The ocean is a friend of mine. It has nice, safe water and it will not hurt you at all."

And by the time Sora and Goofy had rowed the Gummi ship to Moana's boat, wrists exhausted notwithstanding, Hei-Hei had already calmed down and Donald hopped down from the bowsprit to give Moana the rope.

"Thank you, but he's already fine. But I would still like the rope just in case."

This saved Donald from fussing over doing an action that seemed like it had been all done in vain.

When it seemed like Hei-Hei was intent on walking his way back home to the island, Pua's mouth grabbed his tail and pulled him back, knowing that such effort would be futile. Moana kept a close eye on the two of them, putting them back into the hold where Hei-Hei just paced back and forth in proper military fashion as Pua watched him for another fifty minutes until he got tired.

The handling of the sails became difficult for Moana against a teasing wind which sometimes blew the boat backwards by five feet before going forwards again. The waves began to turn so rough that it bounced and rolled the animals in the hold which nearly submitted them to seasickness. Sora, Donald and Goofy could only feel the bumps underneath them, expressing a relapse in stability as Sora recalled his days of sailing from Destiny Islands to the mainland in rowboats, his head going back to the year he, Riku and Kairi wanted to explore other worlds in the open sea, but alas, life had other plans for him.

"Man, and I thought sailing on a raft when I wanted to leave the islands was no joke. Why did we have to fall into a world with ancient ships?"

Ocean voyaging in 1200 was not exactly a vacation cruise, it would not be for another 800 years until such ships would be perfected to meet the standards of modern society, and here they were in a modern rocket ship that was meant for space travel, not for maritime purposes.

Sora lamented his reminisces into the night, when Moana, still concentrating on her rehearsed speech, tried to keep the boat on course towards the fish hook of stars, which was visible to the north as it always was. Pua and Hei-Hei were still sliding back and forth from the waves, wishing it would stop. Donald and Goofy, trying their best not to regurgitate, remained in opposite seats to balance the boat. Sora, opening the cockpit windshield, decided to join her on the boat…

…and that was when a storm rolled in, with clouds of dark grey and a flash of lightning, possibly Mother Nature's way of getting Moana to her destination much quicker. The rain followed as well, pouring heavy droplets of water, followed by another crash of thunder and the waves became violent.

A twenty-foot wall of water scooped up the boat and with Sora's right arm holding onto Moana, it capsized upon being consumed by the wave. The Gummi ship followed as well and Donald rushed to close the cockpit and it did so until eight gallons of water came into his open mouth of fear. Goofy hid under the control panel, waiting for the end to come.

Moana and Sora grabbed onto the starboard wing and Pua and Hei-Hei clutched to the overturned bottom, with the rooster digging his sharp feet into the wood and Pua held onto his tail. The experience between the two animals was painful but it was worth it. The two humans on the wing from two different worlds faced in opposite directions, expressing a fear that their reckless actions had only resulted in a suitable punishment: death.

"Don't let go, Sora!"

"I'll never let go, Moana! I'll never let go…"

And they were swallowed into the water, neither of them willing to let go.