Summary: Ever wonder what kind of trouble the FFVIII gang got themselves into when they were kids? Well here's a humorous collection of the adventures and mishaps that the Orphanage Gang had when they were little. Companion piece to A Picnic and Playful Banter.
PROLOGUE: HOW MUCH TROUBLE CAN THEY BE?
"You know I've always wanted children," Edea Kramer commented absently, not bothering to lift her eyes from the book she was reading, not because of any particular interest in the book, but more out of fear of what her husband's reaction would be.
Cid looked up from his newspaper, where he had been reading an article on declining Chocobo populations, letting out an audible sigh at the painful subject his wife had chosen to bring up. "Edea, sweetheart, you know that we're far too old to be thinking of having children now. Maybe if we were younger..." he broke off morosely, knowing how much having children meant to Edea (and always had) and disappointed that he once again had to be the voice of reason on the matter.
But instead of the tears that were usually trickling down Edea's cheeks by this point in the conversation, a look of determination had crossed her face. "I want to start an orphanage. I filled out some papers and sent them in...They've accepted us. I...I really want to do this." With that said she turned her gaze towards that of her husband's, letting him see just how much this meant to her.
Knowing full well how important this was to his wife, Cid reluctantly tried to talk her out of her already set decision. "Children are a big responsibility, Edea, a burden. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"I'm surer about this that I have ever been about anything else in my entire life. I really want to do this, Cid. And trust me, these children won't be a burden, they will be a blessing. Besides they need a home; please let me do this," Edea pleaded to her husband, a look of extreme desperation marring her features.
Upon seeing that look and hearing his wife's pleas, Cid realized the futileness of trying to refuse her what she so desired. "When do they move in?" he asked calmly, feigning disinterest.
"Next week," she replied happily, a radiant smile gracing her face, "Thank you, Cid. You'll see, these children won't be any problem at all; I'm sure of it."
Author's Note: The first chapter will be up soon; it's a humorous, little story about Zell and some trouble that he gets into. Trust me, it will be far more interesting from here on out and the main chapters will be much longer.