"Rage Against the Machine."

Writing By: Falcon Mitsukai.
Idea By: Faithy.

It was another typical day at Garden. Raijin was skipping about the halls after hours. May I repeat, it was another typical day at Garden. ((Authors note: Try to find some humor in that part, I did)) But it was not another typical day at Garden. This just happened to be the day that Balamb Garden got its first soda machine. Now, Raijin had been dying to get a pop all day long, but every time he walked towards the line, he got a nice, long speech about their tax income from Seifer, or a kick in the shins from Fujin. It was about that time that he decided to take a jolly visit to the soda machine. So, he slowed down to a fast paced walk when he saw it on the horizon, or at least beyond the ugly tiles of Balamb's floor. It was obvious whoever designed them had no taste at all. He slipped one of his 10 gil coins into the small slot. It shook, yes folks, it was coming. It made some noise; here it is…no pop. No nothing. So he dropped in another coin, thinking it was just a stupid machine. More noise, more vibration… still no soda. About 1000 gil later, he decided that this must be the stupidest machine in the world.
Maybe, he thought to himself, maybe I should hit it a bit. When Fujin kicks me, I stop being stupid, maybe it'll stop being stupid, too…ya know?

He hadn't said 'ya know' in a day, and he just had to add it on. Raijin took out his wooden stick and began to gently hit the machine. His gentle hits became harder, and harder until smoke began to rise from the poor, abused machine. So he thought,
Maybe I gotta KICK it… Fujin ain't a threat when she's just hittin' me ya know?
So, he kicked the machine. Little did he remember, he was the only one in his posse that didn't have steel toed shoes. This was a major disadvantage, so he lay on the floor in pain. It just so happened to be that Squall was walking down the hall at that moment. He just stopped and blinked a bit at the pathetic excuse for a man that was on the ground. Now, he knew that Raijin was a tall man. And Raijin was a very well built man. Heck, he was the kind of man you would never want to run into in a dark alley way. But, he was lying on the ground at the time.
"Um…Raijin…What are you doing on the ground?" Squall said cautiously.

"...It hurt me." Raijin replied simply.

"It hurt you? The soda machine!? A non-living object?"

"Yep, ya know." Squall just glared at him for a second or two before asking;
"...how much soda did you have today?"

"NONE! Ya know? It's a stupid machine." Squall then decided he was dilarious and Raijin was just his mind tricking him, so he walked away with no more questions. Raijin got to his feet and began to pound the machine good and hard again. It was like that for the next couple of hours, until everyone else woke up. Zell was the first to skip up to the machine with his daily 20 hot dogs. Raijin was still up, pitifully pounding on it. Zell took one look at it and said,
"Oh, it's outta order. Guess I have to get water today." …Out of order? Raijin looked up miserably at a sign on the very front of the machine that said… 'OUT OF ORDER.'