(1)return: you come and go

The warm Hawaiian sun cast its golden rays upon the bustling airport, exciting anticipation in the air. Mabus stood at the money exchanger, eagerly exchanging his currency for the coveted Hawaiian dollars. The soft clinking of coins and the rustling of banknotes filled the air as the transaction was completed.

Mabus's dad, meanwhile, had spotted a stunning lady with long, luscious locks and a radiant smile. Transfixed, he abandoned all sense of decorum and took off in hot pursuit, leaving his bewildered son to shake his head in disbelief.

"I different, don't care what happens around," Mabus muttered to himself, shrugging off the absurdity of his dad's behavior. With a nonchalant air, he sauntered away from the money exchanger, his eyes scanning the vibrant surroundings for something worthy of exploration.

The sweet aroma of tropical flowers and the gentle rustle of palm fronds beckoned him to venture forth. He wandered through the airport, the sound of ukulele music and the chatter of passersby creating a symphony of sounds that only added to the allure of the island.

Mabus's meandering path led him to a picturesque coconut tree, its branches adorned with three plump, brown coconuts that seemed to be calling his name. Reaching up to pluck one, his fingers had barely grazed the rough skin when a sudden gust of wind swept through, leaving him stunned and pinned against the tree.

Devoum appeared, materializing out of thin air. His tall, dark frame loomed over Mabus, his piercing eyes gleaming with an unnerving intensity. A cold, calculating gaze settled upon him, leaving Mabus frozen in shock.

Mabus's eyes widened in a mix of shock, fear, and disbelief. His mind raced with conflicting emotions, like a maelstrom of feelings unleashed by the sudden reappearance of a long-lost loved one. The air seemed to thicken, heavy with the weight of unspoken words and unresolved emotions.

Mabus's heart raced, his breath catching in his throat as he struggled to process the tumultuous feelings that threatened to overwhelm him. His eyes remained fixed on Devoum's, searching for answers, seeking solace, yet fearing the worst. The silence between them was oppressive, a palpable force that seemed to suffocate all rational thought.

Time stood still, leaving only the two of them, suspended in a state of raw, unbridled emotion. The coconut tree, once a symbol of tranquility, now seemed to loom over them like a specter of fate, its branches reaching out like skeletal fingers, entrapping them in a web of unresolved past and uncertain motive.

"What sorcery brings thee to this place?" Mabus asked, his voice laced with a mix of surprise and annoyance. "Didst thou finally desire to recall my existence?"

missed? Fear not, dear one, for there is no shame in admitting the truth."

Mabus scoffed. "I know not of what thou speakest. 'Tis merely that, in thy absence, I have found myself plagued by another nuisance... a constant annoyance, nothing more."

Devoum's eyes narrowed. "Another nuisance, thou sayest? By the gods, thou hast compared me to a pestilence! Pray tell, what is the nature of this new affliction that doth trouble thee so?"