Maui and I have now been on this island in a 1000 years, and I was now getting quite annoyed of him talking about himself all the time.
-Hey! Did I tell you about that time I...
And he's on it again!
-Do you have a stop button? I ask and turn around to see Maui working on his sculpture of himself.
-...And then I took my fishhook and turned into a eagle! Maui kept telling his story.
-Can you shut up! I shout and he falls of his ladder.
-Ow, hey! Maui wines.
-It's your fault! It was you who didn't shut up. I say as Maui stands up.
-Why I can't shut up? Why can't YOU shut up? Maui asks as he takes up the ladder and places it as it was.
-Excuse me? My mouth hasn't been open in the past 1000 years! I argue.
-Well, if you think I'm that annoying, why didn't you leave? You don't need a magic thing to turn into an eagle and fly away. Maui asks.
-Because that's what friends do! They stick together! I say and it gets quiet. Maui climbs up the ladder and continues on his sculpture.
I growl and walk away to a rock and sits on it with my back against Maui.
This is how our days have looked like ever since the day we got here.