"Killing It (How I spent my Summer Vacation.)"
Some of these characters/situations/other stuff may be the copyright of SquareSoft. This isn't as needed as a warning, but the writer doesn't want to get sued by The Man.
If you have any criticism on this work, send it to ReLect0@aol.com. If you feel the need to flame this work, I got two words for you, SUCK IT!
Anything else? Oh, yeah. Don't do drugs. Unless it is for good reasons.Ah, screw that, Smoke crack and worship Satan.
School was finally released. The people at Balamb Garden who had a home to go back to stormed back to their dorms, grabbed their bags, and headed out. While the people were leaving, a few people had to stay there.
"I can't believe it, another summer spent here at Garden? This blows!" Seifer lamented.
"Whatever. Does it really matter wherever we end up? Nothing will happen anyways..." Squall replied.
"You guys are crazy! I mean, I just got my instructor license, I need to train for next year!" Quistis said.
"You do realize how much of a nerd you are by that statement, right?" Seifer asked.
"...Whatever." Quistis replied.
"Hey, that's my line!" Squall whined.
"Don't worry. You can still use it. Besides, I guess that I didn't tell you two about that little...extra...that comes from being an instructor, did I?" Quistis said.
"What would that be? Better parking space for your non-existent car? Pre-packaged flunky students to cater to your every sick whim? What?" Seifer asked.
"Instructors get automatic SeeD class 'A'. I took the first of my checks from this one and rented out a place in Balamb for us. We're going to get a place to stay until September that doesn't double as our school!"
"Quistis, have my children. Please?" Squall asked.
"Hey, I'm your Instructor now. The proper way would be, 'Have my children, Ms.Trepe?'"
The three took their stuff and headed out on the road to Balamb.
"Why do we have to hitchhike?" Seifer asked.
"Well, you two will need the training in carrying large amounts of dead weight. It'll help when you're SeeDs,"Quistis replied.
"What, we're going to have to bring you along during our battles?" Seifer replied.
"NO, but you may be caught without a Phoenix and need to drag your comrades around with you. This will be necessary..." As Quistis tried to explain this, a car stopped in front of them.
"Do you need a ride? We can take you as far as Balamb..." the woman said.
"Perfect, that's where we're going..." Squall replied.
"Excellent. If you're going, we've got to be quick. We need to meet up with some people renting out the top floor of our house for the summer..."
"Cool! We're heading over to see the house Quist picked out for us..." Seifer added.
"Quistis Trepe?" the woman asked.
"The same. How come?"
"She's renting. Name's Dincht. I'm your landlady." The two guys called out to Quistis. "Come on! The landlady's giving us a ride!"
"And ruin your training? Do you think that in the heat of battle, a woman will pull up in her car and give you a ride home?" Quistis asked.
"Yes, but this isn't battle. Let's ride!" Squall and Seifer piled into the backseat and headed towards their temporary home.
"Just like those guys....HEY! WAIT UP!" Quistis ran vainly to catch up.
Eventually, they all got to their new residence.
"So, what did Quistis and you agree on for the pay? Squall asked.
"You know. 3 months of renting the top out for 5000 gil." Mrs. Dincht replied.
"That's hugely cheaper than the Hotel. How come?" Seifer asked.
"Oh, we made an extra arrangement. Basically, my son Zell spends most of his time eating and watching the idiot box at home, so I added in the fact that basically, if you go somewhere, he goes the same place."
"Won't that drain all of the money?" Squall asked.
"Lord no. Only trains that run in Balamb are from the "FLAT-RATE" company. 3000 gil to the mainlands, whether it's one or one million people.
"*huff* *puff* Why did you do that?" Quistis asked.
"Honestly, you should learn some rules. For instance, Never take candy from strangers- unless they offer you a ride first..." Seifer replied.
"Okay. We'll just head up to our rooms."
"Hold up. I'll get your 'bell-boy.' ZELL! GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE! YOU'VE GOT FRIENDS!" In an instant, Zell bounded down the stairs.
"Oh, hi. Why aren't you at Garden?" Zell asked.
"Renting out the top."Seifer replied.
"Cool. Do you have the money for it?"
"Zell, meet our close friend Quistis Trepe: Instructor, SeeD, our Sugar Daddy." Squall replied.
"Charmed."
"Thank you. Now, what's your plans for things to do in this one-horse town?" Quistis asked.
"Well, nothing much. Let's check for things..."
The four headed up to the rented room. Zell put on his favorite radio station and they scoured the papers. However, Balamb really didn't have too much to do, so they were screwed. Suddenly, the radio came on.
"FRIDAY-FRIDAY-FRIDAY! 95.5 WGAG PRESENTS THE FIRST OF ITS FREE CONCERTS, FEATURING GRANDPA BECOMES A FUNGUS! With special guests SEVERED HEAD IN A BAG! LIVE at the Galbadia Garden! Completely, utterly, FREE!"
"What? Who are those bands?" Quistis asked.
"Let me guess. You're one of those prim-and-proper types who is so limp that she thinks that Julia Heartilly is hardcore, aren't you?" Zell asked.
"Well, that's a little bit of a stretch, but..." Quistis looked nervous.
"Okay. Let's head over to the concert!" Zell said.
"AWESOME!" Squall and Seifer rushed out.
"You guys go. I'll just...rest." Quistis relaxed, pulled out her limited-edition Esthar import of "Eyes on Me", and began to vegetate.
Squall and Seifer proceeded to wait until Zell got some money from his mother.
"Did you get our thirds from Quistis?" Seifer asked.
"Of course." Squall pulled out 2000 gil.
"Excellent." Zell rushed out.
"How much did you get?" Seifer asked.
"I only got 1000 gil. Didn't think we'd need to eat or anything..." Zell replied.
"Let me guess. You couldn't ask your mom for money? HAHAHAHA! CHICKEN-WUSS!" Seifer yelled out.
"Yeah, right! Besides, where's your money?" Zell asked.
"I don't need money. I stole Quistis's SeeD card. First class upgrade!" Seifer replied, showing the ill-gotten card.
"Are you sure that's a good idea, man?" Squall asked.
"Of course. Why not?"
"Well, isn't SeeD impersonation grounds for Garden dismissal?" Zell replied. Seifer thought about this, then replied, "That sounds like something a CHICKEN-WUSS would say..."
"I am not a Chicken-Wuss!" Zell screamed.
" I don't think the guy is...yet. May not be manly enough for The Game, but..." Squall said.
"What Game?" Zell asked.
"You know, The Game! You've been going to these free concerts and don't play it?" Seifer asked.
"Well, what is it?"
"Basically, the rules:
We frequently go to these concerts. As you may have noticed, there are frequently 'girls' at these shows." Seifer said sarcastically.
"For those of you who aren't sure, a 'girl' is a person who doesn't have a penis. Your mother is an example of a 'girl,' albeit a little older." Squall reiterated.
"And what about this stuff ?" Zell asked.
"Basically, we try to 'have sex' with as many as possible. The rules are as follows:
5 points if you get some nany during or immediately after the show, 10 points if you 'initiate' the girl during said act, 20 points for every time she calls until she gets the hint that you aren't interested." Seifer explained.
"Ah, I see. I bet that I'll get more points than both of you," Zell replied.
"Yeah. If you can do so, I'll fix it so you get,um, free hot dogs for life! Yeah, that's the ticket!" Seifer replied.
"You'll see, man!" Zell headed towards the train station. Squall and Seifer headed into a sidebar.
"Um, dude, do you think this is wise?" Squall asked.
"Hot dogs? You'd have a better chance of getting a Playstation 2 than getting a hot dog at Balamb Garden. Plus, Quist will be paying, so..."
Some of these characters/situations/other stuff may be the copyright of SquareSoft. This isn't as needed as a warning, but the writer doesn't want to get sued by The Man.
If you have any criticism on this work, send it to ReLect0@aol.com. If you feel the need to flame this work, I got two words for you, SUCK IT!
Anything else? Oh, yeah. Don't do drugs. Unless it is for good reasons.Ah, screw that, Smoke crack and worship Satan.
School was finally released. The people at Balamb Garden who had a home to go back to stormed back to their dorms, grabbed their bags, and headed out. While the people were leaving, a few people had to stay there.
"I can't believe it, another summer spent here at Garden? This blows!" Seifer lamented.
"Whatever. Does it really matter wherever we end up? Nothing will happen anyways..." Squall replied.
"You guys are crazy! I mean, I just got my instructor license, I need to train for next year!" Quistis said.
"You do realize how much of a nerd you are by that statement, right?" Seifer asked.
"...Whatever." Quistis replied.
"Hey, that's my line!" Squall whined.
"Don't worry. You can still use it. Besides, I guess that I didn't tell you two about that little...extra...that comes from being an instructor, did I?" Quistis said.
"What would that be? Better parking space for your non-existent car? Pre-packaged flunky students to cater to your every sick whim? What?" Seifer asked.
"Instructors get automatic SeeD class 'A'. I took the first of my checks from this one and rented out a place in Balamb for us. We're going to get a place to stay until September that doesn't double as our school!"
"Quistis, have my children. Please?" Squall asked.
"Hey, I'm your Instructor now. The proper way would be, 'Have my children, Ms.Trepe?'"
The three took their stuff and headed out on the road to Balamb.
"Why do we have to hitchhike?" Seifer asked.
"Well, you two will need the training in carrying large amounts of dead weight. It'll help when you're SeeDs,"Quistis replied.
"What, we're going to have to bring you along during our battles?" Seifer replied.
"NO, but you may be caught without a Phoenix and need to drag your comrades around with you. This will be necessary..." As Quistis tried to explain this, a car stopped in front of them.
"Do you need a ride? We can take you as far as Balamb..." the woman said.
"Perfect, that's where we're going..." Squall replied.
"Excellent. If you're going, we've got to be quick. We need to meet up with some people renting out the top floor of our house for the summer..."
"Cool! We're heading over to see the house Quist picked out for us..." Seifer added.
"Quistis Trepe?" the woman asked.
"The same. How come?"
"She's renting. Name's Dincht. I'm your landlady." The two guys called out to Quistis. "Come on! The landlady's giving us a ride!"
"And ruin your training? Do you think that in the heat of battle, a woman will pull up in her car and give you a ride home?" Quistis asked.
"Yes, but this isn't battle. Let's ride!" Squall and Seifer piled into the backseat and headed towards their temporary home.
"Just like those guys....HEY! WAIT UP!" Quistis ran vainly to catch up.
Eventually, they all got to their new residence.
"So, what did Quistis and you agree on for the pay? Squall asked.
"You know. 3 months of renting the top out for 5000 gil." Mrs. Dincht replied.
"That's hugely cheaper than the Hotel. How come?" Seifer asked.
"Oh, we made an extra arrangement. Basically, my son Zell spends most of his time eating and watching the idiot box at home, so I added in the fact that basically, if you go somewhere, he goes the same place."
"Won't that drain all of the money?" Squall asked.
"Lord no. Only trains that run in Balamb are from the "FLAT-RATE" company. 3000 gil to the mainlands, whether it's one or one million people.
"*huff* *puff* Why did you do that?" Quistis asked.
"Honestly, you should learn some rules. For instance, Never take candy from strangers- unless they offer you a ride first..." Seifer replied.
"Okay. We'll just head up to our rooms."
"Hold up. I'll get your 'bell-boy.' ZELL! GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE! YOU'VE GOT FRIENDS!" In an instant, Zell bounded down the stairs.
"Oh, hi. Why aren't you at Garden?" Zell asked.
"Renting out the top."Seifer replied.
"Cool. Do you have the money for it?"
"Zell, meet our close friend Quistis Trepe: Instructor, SeeD, our Sugar Daddy." Squall replied.
"Charmed."
"Thank you. Now, what's your plans for things to do in this one-horse town?" Quistis asked.
"Well, nothing much. Let's check for things..."
The four headed up to the rented room. Zell put on his favorite radio station and they scoured the papers. However, Balamb really didn't have too much to do, so they were screwed. Suddenly, the radio came on.
"FRIDAY-FRIDAY-FRIDAY! 95.5 WGAG PRESENTS THE FIRST OF ITS FREE CONCERTS, FEATURING GRANDPA BECOMES A FUNGUS! With special guests SEVERED HEAD IN A BAG! LIVE at the Galbadia Garden! Completely, utterly, FREE!"
"What? Who are those bands?" Quistis asked.
"Let me guess. You're one of those prim-and-proper types who is so limp that she thinks that Julia Heartilly is hardcore, aren't you?" Zell asked.
"Well, that's a little bit of a stretch, but..." Quistis looked nervous.
"Okay. Let's head over to the concert!" Zell said.
"AWESOME!" Squall and Seifer rushed out.
"You guys go. I'll just...rest." Quistis relaxed, pulled out her limited-edition Esthar import of "Eyes on Me", and began to vegetate.
Squall and Seifer proceeded to wait until Zell got some money from his mother.
"Did you get our thirds from Quistis?" Seifer asked.
"Of course." Squall pulled out 2000 gil.
"Excellent." Zell rushed out.
"How much did you get?" Seifer asked.
"I only got 1000 gil. Didn't think we'd need to eat or anything..." Zell replied.
"Let me guess. You couldn't ask your mom for money? HAHAHAHA! CHICKEN-WUSS!" Seifer yelled out.
"Yeah, right! Besides, where's your money?" Zell asked.
"I don't need money. I stole Quistis's SeeD card. First class upgrade!" Seifer replied, showing the ill-gotten card.
"Are you sure that's a good idea, man?" Squall asked.
"Of course. Why not?"
"Well, isn't SeeD impersonation grounds for Garden dismissal?" Zell replied. Seifer thought about this, then replied, "That sounds like something a CHICKEN-WUSS would say..."
"I am not a Chicken-Wuss!" Zell screamed.
" I don't think the guy is...yet. May not be manly enough for The Game, but..." Squall said.
"What Game?" Zell asked.
"You know, The Game! You've been going to these free concerts and don't play it?" Seifer asked.
"Well, what is it?"
"Basically, the rules:
We frequently go to these concerts. As you may have noticed, there are frequently 'girls' at these shows." Seifer said sarcastically.
"For those of you who aren't sure, a 'girl' is a person who doesn't have a penis. Your mother is an example of a 'girl,' albeit a little older." Squall reiterated.
"And what about this stuff ?" Zell asked.
"Basically, we try to 'have sex' with as many as possible. The rules are as follows:
5 points if you get some nany during or immediately after the show, 10 points if you 'initiate' the girl during said act, 20 points for every time she calls until she gets the hint that you aren't interested." Seifer explained.
"Ah, I see. I bet that I'll get more points than both of you," Zell replied.
"Yeah. If you can do so, I'll fix it so you get,um, free hot dogs for life! Yeah, that's the ticket!" Seifer replied.
"You'll see, man!" Zell headed towards the train station. Squall and Seifer headed into a sidebar.
"Um, dude, do you think this is wise?" Squall asked.
"Hot dogs? You'd have a better chance of getting a Playstation 2 than getting a hot dog at Balamb Garden. Plus, Quist will be paying, so..."