Eternal life was so unfair. For some reason, the other Tiki gods expected young Rahiti to spend less time napping on the beach and more time looking after his islanders, the Poeravens. He couldn't help it if the stupid mortals kept finding ways to get themselves into trouble. Like when the occasional hurricane or typhoon hit their island, the minute Rahiti's back was turned. And why should he lose any sleep while trying to keep their volcano from erupting and wiping out their sleepy little village? But worst of all, it turned out there was a punishment for being a naughty Tiki that was even more aggravating than listening to another of Kane's lectures; banishment from Tiki Island. The question was, to where? Rahiti soon found out, when chance and a cold breeze brought him to chilly Mini-soda...