Disclaimer: I don't own these characters...I just play with 'em. Karen I DO own.... thank you and have a beautiful, stormy day.
A/N: Alrighty...this is my first fic, so be nice before slaughtering my pride.
Saturday was longer than Karen ever imagined it to be. All she had to do that Saturday was essay after essay for her English class, and finally she was able to sit down and play a few hours of Final Fantasy VIII to keep her from being bored, even though she already beat the game 50 times.
"ahhh....this is good, just sit here and play for a few minutes." She sighed.
Well the minutes turned into hours, and she ended up falling asleep, leaving the game on and running. In a dreamy state, she rolled over and knocked her soda over onto the playstation. It started to sizzle and then it exploded, causing Karen to fly into the wall. "...ouch..." she groaned as she unstuck herself from the painting that was hanging near the doorway. "What exactly happened here? Oh my gosh! Mom's TV....I'm dead." she winced but went dead silent as she heard strange voices filling her living room with equal amounts of smoke. Coughing, Karen tried to look through the smoke to see who the voices belonged to.
"Ewww....Irvy your covered with ash...are you alright?" one of the voices squeaked.
"That name and squeakiness sounds familiar. Could it be possible?" Karen crawled toward the figures and as the dust settled and everything cleared, she gasped and flew over the couch trying to hide herself.
"Oh no..this isn't possible...can't be possible...gotta be dreaming again." Karen stuttered quietly, as she pinched herself. Shit....I'm NOT dreaming...and that REALLY hurt she thought as she rubbed her arm. There they all were standing in her living room looking around confused; Squall, Rinoa, Quistis, Zell, Irvine, Selphie, and Seifer.
"Whoa..I think I should lay off that punch thats always served at those SeeD dances." Zell said scratching his head. Rinoa, and Selphie were busy looking around the room seeing what they can break. Seifer sat on the couch, "Well this sure doesn't look like Garden to me."
"Probably cause it isn't?" Karen scoffed and stood up from behind the couch.
"HOLY ENCHILADAS!!" Zell exclaimed as he jumped up in surprise. "Who the hell are you?" asked the freaked out blonde teenager.
"My..name is...Karen. Are you real?" she asked as she pinched Seifer's cheek.
"OW! SHIT THAT HURT!!" Almasy yelled as he grabbed her wrists, "Do that again and you won't have anymore fingers missy!"
Karen smacked his hands away and glared at him, " I dare you." Seifer took a step back from the glaring blue eyed blonde. " What would you do hmm?" She leered. Seifer's hand started shaking and he plopped back on the couch and mumbled, "nevermind...I'm sorry."
Rinoa looked up after a china plate fell off the shelf, "oops."
Karen's eyes popped out of her head...Dad's collector Elvis plate...gone...and so will my life when they get home. "Geesh I gotta figure out what to do with all of you." she looked at them evilly. The FF8 crew just looked at her with horror in their eyes.....
~WAIT UP FOR CHAPTER 2!! In the Next Episode of "All My GFs" Karen shows the gang the city of San Diego. Rinoa gets lost at Belmont Park, Selphie, and Irvine start trekking to Disneyland, Zell finds the Weinersnichtzel, and Quistis finds a new highschool of the name Chula Vista High School's School of Creative and Performing Arts, and Seifer and Squall battle it out over Karen's passenger seat in her Toyota RAV 4. Boy that will be a trip! R&R please!
