Two Myncis sitting out on the beach, enjoying the warm sun, drinking cool drinks from tall glasses. Out on the beach, there's a volleyball and a net. Nobody playing. One Mynci looks at the other one... the other one looks back. Both of them smile.

They race out to the sand, casting away sunglasses and flip flops. The sand is hot, but their feet will get used to the heat. One of them grabs the ball and steps back to the string that shows where the court begins and ends.

"Ready?" he shouts to the Mynci on the other side of the net.

"More ready than you are!" the other Mynci shouts back.

The first Mynci nods and grins. "We'll see," he says and whacks the ball over the net. The other Mynci jumps up, and whacks it back. The first Mynci dives for the ball, knocking it up high, scrambling back to his feet before the other Mynci can...

"Slam!" the other Mynci shouts as he does just that: slams the ball down over the first Mynci's head. It hits the sand, skidding across the beach. The other Mynci grins. "Your serve."

The first Mynci gathers up the ball. "Watch this!" he shouts at the other Myci. Then, he serves up a wicked hook serve that catches the other Mynci off guard. It tips the net, slowing it down just an inch, making the other Mynci scramble to get it.

"Whoah!" the other Mynci shouts as he tries to keep the ball from hitting the ground. He doesn't quite hit the ball the way he wants and it spins off at an odd angle. He tries to recover, hitting it toward the net, but the first Mynci is already there, high in the air...

Bam! The ball goes spinning over the other Mynci's head, bouncing off the sand.

"Owned!" the first Mynci says, his mischievous eyes glinting in the sunlight.

The other Mynci is about to say something... when the ground begins to shake. Both of them look up at the volcano... smoke spewing out of the top... lava oozing over the sides.

"It's getting worse," the first Mynci says.

The second Mynci nods. "Yeah. Somebody better do something about that."

They look back at the ball and the net.

"Somebody else," the first Mynci says.

The second Mynci nods. "Oh, yeah." He smiles. "My serve."