You had been complaining about the storm that had been terrorizing the island, going on about how it was growing and growing and causing harm to others. And being Midas, he decided to make a device to stop it.

Only… that didn’t work, it made the storm angrier, flooding the island for revenge against him. Safe to say, you were pissed.

You two swam to the shore, coughing up a considerate amount of water. You turn to glare at him, and he shrugs sheepishly. ”Sorry..” He looks over to you.