Don't Diss The Hat
(A/N: Written for various people who know who they are. :-)You guys are cool and I'm really
tired write now so don't expect this to be funny. Ok? )
"Train, train, train!" Selphie sang out of tune. Yes, that's right folks! The train is back.The
other characters deparatly tried to ignore Selphie. This turned their attention to Irvine's hat
"Irvine?" Quistis began. "Where did you get that hat?"
Irvine turned into the corner. "I'd rather not talk about that," he muttered, while turing a
crimson colour.
"Ahh!" Riona started. "He got it from his first true love." She span around on the spot, looking
all romantic.
"Whatever..." said Squall.
"No," Irvine replied. "But that still means I'm young, free and single if any of you girls want
to get with me..." There came no reply. (A/N: Except from me!!! I love you Irvine! Be mine!
Be mine! BE MINE! Sorry, I WILL control myself for the rest of this fic.)
"No, this is Irvine we are talking about here," Zell said. "Of coruse, it's not from his true
love...."
"It isn't?" Riona said.
"No," Zell grinned. "It's from HIS MUM!"
Irvine huddled in the corner. It was obvious that Zell had guessed it right. "Is not," Irvine
muttered.
As Zell, Riona and Quistis started laughing, Squall looked out the window. His eyes focused on
something in the distance. Could it be something important? Could it be the object they were
serching for? Was it their next emy? Or was it something so terrible that I haven't thought of
it yet?
"Whatever..." said Squall. Nope, maybe not.
Quistis manged to break off from laughing for just enough time to say "So, Irvine, exactly how
many times have you got lucky?"
Irvine buried himself even further into the corner. "Shut up!" he mumbled.
"Ha! Ha!" Zell laughed. "He's never got lucky. Even I'VE got lucky."
Suddenly, Riona and Quistis fell silent. "With who?" Rinoa ased.
Zell blushed and looked to his feet. "Erm, it was one night after a lot of alcohol..."
"Whatever..." said Squall.
"Oh, that's right!" Zell went off. "You know, you weren't even any good so I don't know what you're
on about!"
The whole train fell silent....including Selphie. Slowly but surely, Irvine started laughing. "Who's
so great now?" he grinned smugly.
"Leave it out, hat boy," Zell warned.
"Hey, are you dissing my hat?" Irvine began. "Are you dissing my hat? Because..my hat..." Irvine's
bottom lip began to quiver. "My hat...I think it happens to make me look good...you guys are..
just mean..." A single tear ran down Irvine's cheek. "My hat..has a very speical place in..my heart
" And, at that, Irvine ran out the room crying like a little girl.
"Whatever..." said Squall.
(A/N: Written for various people who know who they are. :-)You guys are cool and I'm really
tired write now so don't expect this to be funny. Ok? )
"Train, train, train!" Selphie sang out of tune. Yes, that's right folks! The train is back.The
other characters deparatly tried to ignore Selphie. This turned their attention to Irvine's hat
"Irvine?" Quistis began. "Where did you get that hat?"
Irvine turned into the corner. "I'd rather not talk about that," he muttered, while turing a
crimson colour.
"Ahh!" Riona started. "He got it from his first true love." She span around on the spot, looking
all romantic.
"Whatever..." said Squall.
"No," Irvine replied. "But that still means I'm young, free and single if any of you girls want
to get with me..." There came no reply. (A/N: Except from me!!! I love you Irvine! Be mine!
Be mine! BE MINE! Sorry, I WILL control myself for the rest of this fic.)
"No, this is Irvine we are talking about here," Zell said. "Of coruse, it's not from his true
love...."
"It isn't?" Riona said.
"No," Zell grinned. "It's from HIS MUM!"
Irvine huddled in the corner. It was obvious that Zell had guessed it right. "Is not," Irvine
muttered.
As Zell, Riona and Quistis started laughing, Squall looked out the window. His eyes focused on
something in the distance. Could it be something important? Could it be the object they were
serching for? Was it their next emy? Or was it something so terrible that I haven't thought of
it yet?
"Whatever..." said Squall. Nope, maybe not.
Quistis manged to break off from laughing for just enough time to say "So, Irvine, exactly how
many times have you got lucky?"
Irvine buried himself even further into the corner. "Shut up!" he mumbled.
"Ha! Ha!" Zell laughed. "He's never got lucky. Even I'VE got lucky."
Suddenly, Riona and Quistis fell silent. "With who?" Rinoa ased.
Zell blushed and looked to his feet. "Erm, it was one night after a lot of alcohol..."
"Whatever..." said Squall.
"Oh, that's right!" Zell went off. "You know, you weren't even any good so I don't know what you're
on about!"
The whole train fell silent....including Selphie. Slowly but surely, Irvine started laughing. "Who's
so great now?" he grinned smugly.
"Leave it out, hat boy," Zell warned.
"Hey, are you dissing my hat?" Irvine began. "Are you dissing my hat? Because..my hat..." Irvine's
bottom lip began to quiver. "My hat...I think it happens to make me look good...you guys are..
just mean..." A single tear ran down Irvine's cheek. "My hat..has a very speical place in..my heart
" And, at that, Irvine ran out the room crying like a little girl.
"Whatever..." said Squall.