"Mother's not eating again...you think she's dead?"
Yazoo asked, trying to keep it quiet, Loz was in the room.
"...Most definitely. We should give her a proper burial." Kadaj replied with a sigh.
"...I'll get the plunger. This could take awhile...the flush is broken."
"What?!" Loz HAD overheard.
"Relax. It'll be okay..." Kadaj confirmed, although Loz was now, already, blubbering like a baby Shoopuf.
"Or, we could..." Yazoo began, looking through his, newly acquired, handbag.
"Phoenix Down her..." Loz gasped in excitement and Loz tossed it onto his mother's floating corpse. Suddenly, Zoey burst in through the door. "Witch!" She cried, shooting Jenova in the head, as she was opening her revived eyes. This killed her instantly, of course and, from that moment, gamers everywhere were severely... Ahem.
A few years after FFX2, Yuna and Tidus were snuggling under, one of many, Besaid palm trees. Their child, Pencil, came running up, whining as loud as ever.
"Pencil, go to your room! Your mom and I need to...talk..." Tidus ordered, cutting off after receiving a sharp 'nudge' from Yuna's knee. Pencil refused, like he did every night.
"...Must I do this EVERY day?" Yuna groaned towards her son. "Go home. NOW." Now, I'm not sure how you, dear reader, would handle a spoilt child, but Yuna's way was certainly effective. "Very well..." She sighed, grabbing her staff. She starting....dancing. With her staff digging in the sand occasionally, like a Ronso riding a Chocobo...not pretty. Sending pyreflies to the farplane works well. Indeed. But sending a child to bed is just plain silly. Yuna, as always, gave up trying to get her son to obey rules. So she flicked some Gil his way and he hopped off.
"Yuna...? Why DID we call him Pencil?!"
"I thought you said it was a good name." she replied."...It sounds so...so..."
"Hungarian?! Kingdom Heartish?! Gay?!"
"...I was going to say woody, but w/e you say..." ....and so, the story ends...no better than it began. Clearly.
Just a couple of collab drabbles from a night of randomness. XD