Now for the dance of the disclaimer: I don't own any of the FF characters, they all belong to the wonderful wackos at Square. And the song used in this fic is also not mine, it belongs to Bob and Tom and Viginia Kegel, not me. I am not as fourtunate to have a great imagination like they are. I just altered the lyrics a bit. And there's one word, and no matter how many times I listen to the song, I will never know what it is, so I just guessed, and trust me, it'll be easy to pick out, it's the only word in this fic that is not a word at all.
What Every Normal 17 Year Old Girl Wants For Christmas
Once again, the Christmas rolled around again, as it does every year, but it was special this year. Because this year, Squall and Rinoa were celebrating their first Christmas TOGETHER! At the moment, they are discussing what they want, lets take a listen:
Rinoa: So Squall, what are some things you'd like for our first Christmas TOGETHER?
Squall: Well, something I would like for our first Christmas TOGETHER, are one of those things...you know, the electronic things....
Rinoa: ...
Squall: C'mon, remember we saw them in that store? The store with the stuff? The electronic stuff? The thing with the buttons! It went...boop, boop, beep!
Rinoa: ...anything else?
Squall: How can you not know what I'm talking about?! The thing! That goes boop boop beep!
Rinoa: Squall, do you know what it's called?
Squall: Yeah, it's called....um....ah....I don't know what it's called.
Rinoa: Well, I'll try my hardest to get the thing with buttons that goes boop boop beep at the electronics store with the stuff.
Squall: So, what do you want?
Rinoa: Well, I think what I want can best be discribed in a song...
Squall: Oh no not again...
*tinkly music begins*
Rinoa(singing):
Every Christmas morning,
underneath the tree,
lots of lovely presents,
waiting there for me!
And though I'm quite delighted,
it's hard to get excited.
Who needs another sweater?
Hey, Santa there is something
that I'd like a whole lot better!
(Speaking)Are you listening Squall?
I've been a good girl this year!
And there's only one thing that I want...
(Singing)
I want a booooob job for Christmas!
Big old knockers out to here!
It would make me proud,
to be endowed
like the Playmate of the Year!
I want a boob job for Christmas,
make them big and make them wide!
The only blimps as big as these
say Goodyear on the side!
Irvine, Zell, and Seifer:
Heaving hefty happy hooters!
Squishy, gushy, glactic shooters!
Loads of curvy cleavage on display!
Rinoa: WOOOOO!
Irvine, Zell, and Seifer:
Lusty busty watermelons!
Each as big as Mount St. Helens!
That is what she wants this holiday!
Rinoa:
(Speaking)
Squall, give me this one gift,
Its not my spirits that are sagging,
its my boobs that need a lift!
Oh, Squall, you know this Christmas season,
give me a pair of juicy jugs,
and you can be the first to squeeze 'em!
(Singing)
I want a boob job for Christmas!
Spongey silicon balloons!
Who needs a boat?
I can stay afloat,
With my buldging chest pontoons!
Irvine, Zell, and Seifer:
Bursting beefy bouncing bozos!
Wild and wiggly whopping wallows,
nestled in a cup that's double D!
Massive milky meaty mamries,
Big enough to feed two families!
Squall, won't you listen to her pleas?
Rinoa: Squall, please!!!
Irvine, Zell, and Seifer: Brlrlrlrlrlrlrlrlrlrl!
Rinoa:
I want a boob job for Christmas!
And when you've done that Squall, dear,
if it's ok, send my way
a nose job come next yeeaaaaaar!
*music ends*
Squall: Well...um...I'll see what I can do....
And so another Christmas season is ruined by a song and dance number.
What Every Normal 17 Year Old Girl Wants For Christmas
Once again, the Christmas rolled around again, as it does every year, but it was special this year. Because this year, Squall and Rinoa were celebrating their first Christmas TOGETHER! At the moment, they are discussing what they want, lets take a listen:
Rinoa: So Squall, what are some things you'd like for our first Christmas TOGETHER?
Squall: Well, something I would like for our first Christmas TOGETHER, are one of those things...you know, the electronic things....
Rinoa: ...
Squall: C'mon, remember we saw them in that store? The store with the stuff? The electronic stuff? The thing with the buttons! It went...boop, boop, beep!
Rinoa: ...anything else?
Squall: How can you not know what I'm talking about?! The thing! That goes boop boop beep!
Rinoa: Squall, do you know what it's called?
Squall: Yeah, it's called....um....ah....I don't know what it's called.
Rinoa: Well, I'll try my hardest to get the thing with buttons that goes boop boop beep at the electronics store with the stuff.
Squall: So, what do you want?
Rinoa: Well, I think what I want can best be discribed in a song...
Squall: Oh no not again...
*tinkly music begins*
Rinoa(singing):
Every Christmas morning,
underneath the tree,
lots of lovely presents,
waiting there for me!
And though I'm quite delighted,
it's hard to get excited.
Who needs another sweater?
Hey, Santa there is something
that I'd like a whole lot better!
(Speaking)Are you listening Squall?
I've been a good girl this year!
And there's only one thing that I want...
(Singing)
I want a booooob job for Christmas!
Big old knockers out to here!
It would make me proud,
to be endowed
like the Playmate of the Year!
I want a boob job for Christmas,
make them big and make them wide!
The only blimps as big as these
say Goodyear on the side!
Irvine, Zell, and Seifer:
Heaving hefty happy hooters!
Squishy, gushy, glactic shooters!
Loads of curvy cleavage on display!
Rinoa: WOOOOO!
Irvine, Zell, and Seifer:
Lusty busty watermelons!
Each as big as Mount St. Helens!
That is what she wants this holiday!
Rinoa:
(Speaking)
Squall, give me this one gift,
Its not my spirits that are sagging,
its my boobs that need a lift!
Oh, Squall, you know this Christmas season,
give me a pair of juicy jugs,
and you can be the first to squeeze 'em!
(Singing)
I want a boob job for Christmas!
Spongey silicon balloons!
Who needs a boat?
I can stay afloat,
With my buldging chest pontoons!
Irvine, Zell, and Seifer:
Bursting beefy bouncing bozos!
Wild and wiggly whopping wallows,
nestled in a cup that's double D!
Massive milky meaty mamries,
Big enough to feed two families!
Squall, won't you listen to her pleas?
Rinoa: Squall, please!!!
Irvine, Zell, and Seifer: Brlrlrlrlrlrlrlrlrlrl!
Rinoa:
I want a boob job for Christmas!
And when you've done that Squall, dear,
if it's ok, send my way
a nose job come next yeeaaaaaar!
*music ends*
Squall: Well...um...I'll see what I can do....
And so another Christmas season is ruined by a song and dance number.