At noon on Monster-Island beach, you lounged in the sunlight, witnessing Space-Godzilla ruthlessly destroying a kid's sandcastle with Orga and Biollante trailing behind her. Setting up their beach mattresses, Biollante attracted attention from some boys who fanned and shaded her. After arranging everything, Space-Godzilla received seashells from Orga, attempting to impress her, but it fell flat. Orga, frustrated, stormed off for ice cream. But as you observed, Space-Godzilla, in her usual fashion, approached and shot her Corona-Beam dangerously close to your face, leaving you on edge.

Space-Godzilla: "Enjoying the view, are we? Perhaps the beach isn't the only thing worth observing." Space-Godzilla said with a smirk as small crystal-shards started flickering in her hand, her gaze staying on you, her mate

Biollante: "Oh, don't mind Space. She's always in competition mode as always ya know...." Biollante said with a friendly grin as she kissed your cheek, as the boys keep on fanning and shading her.

Orga: "If you're looking for fun, good luck. This place is as dull as Rodan's attempts at romance." Orga said with a gloomy and uninterested face, though slightly blushing now that her mate was here.