ME: Well, here it is, the sequel to Seven Days. You did ask for it afterall...

CHIBI GARET: Yes, these people really do need some help if they want to read more of your writing.

ME:(Holds up a Monopoly board.) Boo!

CHIBI GARET: (Runs off screaming.) Keep it away! For the love of Mars, keep it away!

ME: (Laughs evilly.) Now, the disclaimer!

ALRIGHT PEOPLE, HERE'S THE PLAN. WE'RE GONNA SNEAK INTO THE CAMELOT HEADQUARTERS, SITUATED SOMEHWHERE IN JAPAN I THINK, THEN WE'RE GONNA STEAL THE RIGHTS TO GOLDEN SUN! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, THEN AND ONLY THEN WILL GOLDEN SUN BE MINE!

ME: Right then, about this further travesty against humanity that is called by some fanfiction. It's gonna be primarily about Garet and Jenna's wedding, but chances are I may continue past that, hence the title, 'Adventures in Adulthood'. If you guys want I'll keep adding chapters to this 'till the mere mention of my penname gives you a seizure, of sorts...

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It was a lovely, sunny day in Vale. The sky was a beautiful, clear blue, and there was a gentle breeze that was just enough to keep the inhabitants of the sleepy mountain town from dying from heat stroke.

Safe to say, it was a pleasant change from all the rain they'd been having recently. And of course, the aforementioned villagers were quick to put this break from all the miserable weather to good use...

"Is it just my imagination, or does that cloud look like Alex in drag?"

"Yeah, it does!"

Isaac and Garet were lying on the roof of Isaac's house, looking up at the sky. Just to the right of them was a rather large hole that they were supposed to have fixed hours ago. But it was too hot to work, and procrastination was the latest word Garet had discovered in his ever-useful dictionary.

"Check it out, that one looks like the Venus lighthouse!"

"Oh, that is so cool!"

"And hey, doesn't that one over there look like a man getting hit over the head with a frying pan by his pissed-off fiancée because he's not doing his goddamn job?"

Garet squinted. "Nah, it looks more like a seagull to me...ow!" The frying pan connected hard with his head and he sat bolt upright, frowning at his attacker. "And a warm and sunny hello to you too, Jenna my love."

Jenna scowled. "Don't come across with all that love guff. You agreed to patch Dora's roof, and we're here to make sure you do it!"

Isaac looked around quickly. "We?"

"Yeah, we." Mia climbed up the ladder and stood beside Jenna. "So get working!"

The blonde Venus adept swallowed nervously. "Yes, dear."

Garet gave a loud, false cough that sounded suspiciously like, "Whipped!"

"Oh please, Jenna's had you under her power since you were eight years old." Isaac retorted, smirking inwardly as his best friend coughed and spluttered. "Don't worry though, I'm sure she wont hit you so hard once you've been married thirty-or-so years."

"I make no promises." Jenna picked up a bucket of water and poured it over the guys' heads. "Now, like Mia said, get to work!"

Both men were on their feet like a shot.

"Where did that bucket come from?!" Garet demanded furiously, water dripping down his face like rain.

"It doesn't matter, just get on with fixing the roof. You promised you'd come with me to tell Felix that I'm kicking him out of the house after this is done."

Ah yes, Garet had almost forgotten about that. It was less then three months 'till their wedding and Garet had made it clear, in no uncertain terms, that he was not going to live with both his crazy new wife and his equally unpredictable and insane brother-in-law. The two siblings had the tendency to cause grievous bodily harm to Garet from time to time, and he felt that living with both of them would be like swimming in the sea up at Imil around Christmas time, wearing nothing but a chain mail cap and a pair of pink, fuzzy-bunny slippers.

Both situations were likely cost him his dignity and his life.

So, seeing as Garet didn't have a house of his own and living with his family was just not an option, Felix was the one who had to go. Jenna had been preparing herself for kicking her brother out ever since Garet had proposed it seemed, but just hadn't gotten around to actually doing it. Of course, she could only put it off for so long...

"Garet. Hey, Garet...Garet!" Jenna's irritated voice snapped the other Mars adept out of his reverie almost instantly.

He stared at her, confusion evident in his amber eyes. "Erm, what were we talking about?"

Jenna sighed in frustration and barely constrained herself from dishing out another dose of the frying-pan-pain (Just where did that frying pan come from anyway?) to her witless fiancée. "We were talking about you actually getting around to fixing the roof sometime today!"

"Oh, yeah. Right, I remember now." He scratched his head. "Who's roof are we fixing again?"

The other three adepts almost fell over.

"Garet, how do you even manage to get dressed in the morning?" Mia asked, shaking her head in amusement.

Isaac grinned. "He's hopeless alright."

"I'm not hopeless!" Garet said loudly. "And I can get dressed in the morning too, all by myself!" He looked down suddenly, as if he just realised something. "Hey, my underwear is on back to front..."

This time they really did fall over.

"Oh Garet, you really are hopeless!" Jenna said despairingly.

He frowned. "Hey, it's not my fault! I know which way round my good pair of boxers go, but you're wearing those today!"

Mia and Isaac raised an eyebrow as Jenna blushed a lovely magenta colour.

"What?" She said, glaring at them both. "I can't help it, they're just so comfy!"

"Right." Isaac didn't sound too convinced. "Of course they are..."

"Just what are you implying?! I know for a fact that you wore Mia's underwear last Wednesday!"

Mia suddenly broke into a large coughing fit and looked away, while Garet burst out laughing. Isaac on the other hand looked horrified.

"How do you know about that?!" He demanded suspiciously.

"Woman don't keep secrets from their girl friends."

"They...don't?"

"Nope, no secrets."

Isaac and Garet exchanged extremely worried glances and simultaneously took a step back from their respective others.

"Well, uh...we really should get on fixing the roof now." Garet began.

Isaac nodded vigorously. "Maybe you guys should just go inside and wait for us."

"Aw, but we want to stay here with you." Mia put her arms around Isaac's waist and pouted at him. "You do want me here, don't you? Surely you wouldn't want me to go away all sad and lonely?"

"Well, erm...I, uh...y'see..."

The female Mercury adept promptly burst into tears and buried her face in her terrified boyfriend's shoulder. "You don't want me here!"

"No, Mia...I do, I swear! I just, erm...uh..." Unfortunately, the young Venus adept wasn't the best when it came to speaking, and all the words of comfort he wanted to say seemed to have gotten stuck in his throat. Mia continued to 'cry' loudly, shooting Jenna a triumphant grin from over Isaac's shoulder. The female Mars adept returned it, accompanied with an approving thumps-up.

Garet stopped finally stopped laughing and looked at his fiancée, nodding his head. "You've taught her well."

Jenna smirked evilly. "I know."

"It frightens me..."

"I know."

Later, once the tears have dried and the roof has been repaired:

Felix sat in his living room, looking even more vindictive and grumpy than usual. His normal afternoon game of Garet-baiting had been called off, due to weather conditions.

The villagers called it Hurricane Jenna. Possibly the most deadly thing to cross paths with since a young man named Saturos got drunk and decided that taking over the world via the four lighthouses was a bloody good idea...

Then the front door slammed, and the sound of arguing could be heard in the hallway. Felix immediately got up from the settee and went off to investigate.

It turned out to be Garet and Jenna, and it looked like the latter was all set to whack the former into next Tuesday.

"I won't do it Jenna, no way!"

"Oh Garet, come on! Please?"

"No!"

"Please?"

"No, no, no, no, no, and no!"

Jenna whipped out her staff. "Garet, don't make me resort to violence here."

"But you love resorting to violence!"

"Damn right I do! So unless you go tell Felix..."

"Tell me what?"

Jenna spun around and hid her panic under a sweet smile. "Oh hello Felix, my dearest brother. I, erm, didn't see you there."

"Obviously."

"Yeah well...go on, Garet, tell him!"

"I'm not telling him anything!"

"Argh, you're so difficult!" The sound of Jenna's staff bouncing off of Garet's rather hard head echoed throughout the house.

Ooh, twice in one afternoon, that was something of an accomplishment. Even for Garet who, if CAT scans were available in that period, would have more trauma marks on his skull X-ray than a boxer wearing a pair of pink, fuzzy- bunny slippers and a 'kick me' sign stuck to his forehead.

Hmm, just what was it with the pink, fuzzy-bunny slippers today? It seemed like a rather unhealthy obsession for a young man to have...

"Garet, are you still in there?" Jenna knocked on his head. "You've been spacing out like this all day."

"Huh?"

"Don't make me whack you again, Garet. You know how bad I feel every time I give you a concussion."

"I thought you liked to cause me pain."

"I do. But I don't want you to die, stupid. Then I'll never be able to get married."

"Jenna, you're only nineteen." Felix interjected. "I'm sure you could find someone else. Actually, I could set you up with someone if you like."

Garet glared at his future brother-in-law. "Anyone you set up with Jenna while I'm still alive will die slowly and painfully."

"I'm sure they're quaking in their boots..."

"You mean you already have someone?!"

"Of course. There are loads of guys who'd jump at the chance to date my sister that I don't hate."

"I want names. Names and addresses."

"Well, first off there's Alex..."

"I wouldn't go out with Alex if he was the last man on Earth." Jenna said flatly. "Plus, I think he's gay."

Garet looked both surprised and relieved at this piece of news. "Alex is gay?"

"Oh come on, didn't the hair say anything to you? Or the dodgy eye-makeup?"

The not-the-sharpest-knife-in-the-drawer adept stopped for a minute to think about this. Then he said, "You know, I think you might be right there."

"But I'm always right, aren't I, Garet?"

"Uhh...of course you are."

Jenna patted her fiancée encouragingly on the head. "Good boy. But next time answer quicker."

"Ahem." Felix coughed loudly to get their attention. "As interesting as this conversation is, I was under the impression that you came over here to see me for a reason."

"Ah. Now, about that..." Jenna looked uncomfortable. She cast a glance at Garet, but he was suddenly very interested in the polished, sandwood floor.

"Jenna, what is it?" Her brother sounded moderately concerned now, and that was really saying something. The Venus adept rarely displayed any emotion besides contempt, and occasionally annoyance.

But then again, he did have an odd passion for flying a kite at night...and that I have no comment on.

"Well, you know that me and Garet are getting married, right?"

Felix snorted in disgust. "No, I've just been living under a rock for the past few weeks."

Jenna chose to ignore this, making a mental note to slap her brother around a bit later for his cheek. "So, you'll also then understand that it's normal for married people to live together, and not in separate houses like you might do if you're not married?"

A pause, and a repressed shudder. Then, "Yes."

"And that means you're fully aware that once me and Garet get married, we'll need somewhere to live together?"

Twitch. "I am aware of this."

"Then, you'll understand my motives when I tell you that Garet's going to move in here?"

Another barely repressed shudder. "You mean, you want the three of us to live here, together?"

"Well, not exactly..."

"Then, what do you mean? After all, if we already live here, and Garet's moving in, then what about...oh." The penny finally dropped. Just like Felix's jaw.

Garet smiled sheepishly and moved to the right ever so slightly so that he was standing behind Jenna. "Eh heh heh. No hard feelings, eh?"

Twitch. "O-Oh...of course not...I'll go pack." And, moving in an almost zombie-like state, Felix turned and made his way up the stairs to his room.

Once in the safe vicinity of what was only going to be his room for a short while longer, he flopped down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. And, as the reality of what had just happened finally began to sink in, his temper began to rise.

"Son of a b..."

Felix's frustrated scream carried all the way to Vault, and even the villagers there wondered just what that oaf Garet had done now...

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ME: (Laughs evilly.) And there you have it, folks. The beginning of something very scary indeed...

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