Unexpected Discovery
Disclaimer: In no way whatsoever do we own Final Fantasy VIII or any characters therein. We own the characters Ayla and Jessi. Jessi would, however, like to own Zell, but that's another story. *grin* Also, Ayla owns her new silver 2003 Toyota Corolla. Also, also, if you have a problem with things being mentioned repeatedly, don't read this story. Also, also, also, it's all humor! We do not have anything against fat, old greasy men who live in trailers.
And the adventure begins….
After spending a good 8 and a ½ hours driving around in Ayla's new silver 2003 Toyota Corolla, we find our heroines somewhere in the middle of a desert somewhere in the western part of the United States of America. To make it more clearly, we find them somewhere very far away from home sweet home, Georgia.
Jessi looks out her window nervously. "Where are we?"
Ayla shrugs and continues driving. "Does it look like I know?"
Sighing, Jessi leans back in her seat. "Maybe we should stop and ask for directions."
"Or we could just keep driving," says Ayla.
"Well, I have to use the restroom," complains Jessi.
"I told you to go before we left."
Jessi rolls her eyes. "Let's just stop and ask for directions. Please?"
Ayla sighs with annoyance and reluctantly turns onto a dusty road, pulling into an even dustier driveway, which leads to what looks like an old abandoned trailer. She stops her new silver 2003 Toyota Corolla and climbs out. "If anyone steals my new silver 2003 Toyota Corolla, Jessi, you are so dead."
Jessi ignores Ayla and walks up to the trailer. She knocks on the door, and a fat, greasy old man holding a beer can comes to the screen door. "What do ya want?" he snarls.
Jessi smiles politely and looks back to Ayla for help. Ayla pays her no attention and continues to guard her new silver 2003 Toyota Corolla with her life. "Um…we were hoping that maybe you could tell us where we are."
The fat, greasy old man holding a beer can grins, revealing his nasty looking teeth. "Yer out in the middle of nowhere. Where'd ya expect to be?"
"Could you give us more specific details than that?" Jessi asks impatiently.
The man shrugs. "I ain't tellin' ya nothin' else till I see some cash."
Jessi sighs with defeat. "Look, I don't have very much money. But can I at least use your restroom?"
Ayla laughs from her new silver 2003 Toyota Corolla. "Jess, you do NOT want to use that man's bathroom!" she calls.
"But I really gotta go!" Jessi whines.
The man laughs, exposing his nasty smelling breath. "Sure, lil' lady, you can use my restroom. It's out back."
Jessi gives the man a strange look but thanks him before heading to the back of his trailer. She sees a shabby looking outhouse and looks at it with disgust. Or I could just hold it, she thinks to herself. But I really gotta go. She decides to risk it and go. But before she can do what she needs to do, she notices a dark purple vortex looking thingy coming from the hole. She screams with fright and runs back out to find Ayla. "AYLA! You have to see this!"
Ayla is still standing by her new silver 2003 Toyota Corolla. She looks at Jessi with disbelief. "No, Jessi, I do not want to see what you did back there. Just get in my new silver 2003 Toyota Corolla so we can go."
Jessi shakes her head. "There's something extremely weird back there."
"Big surprise," Ayla says sarcastically.
"No, I mean, you have to come see it." Jessi pulls Ayla to the back of the trailer and to the outhouse. "Do you see the dark purple vortex looking thingy?"
Ayla cautiously looks inside the outhouse, immediately scrunching her nose at the smell. "God, Jessica, what did you do?"
"I didn't get to go, so I didn't do anything. Just look at the dark purple vortex looking thingy."
Ayla, noticing the dark purple vortex looking thingy, says, "Whoa…what the fuck is that?"
Jessi shrugs. "I just saw it."
"I wonder why it's here."
"Only one way to find out," Jessi says boldly.
"You're kidding, right?" Ayla asks in disbelief.
Jessi shakes her head before jumping into the dark purple vortex looking thingy.
Ayla's jaw drops and looks into the dark purple vortex looking thingy. "Leave it up to white folks to always go and do something stupid." Ayla sighs and looks into the dark purple vortex looking thingy again. She shakes her head and takes a deep breath before jumping into the dark purple vortex looking thingy also.
*Twilight Zone music plays* What will happen to our two heroines? What does the dark purple vortex looking thingy lead to? Will the fat, old greasy man steal Ayla's new silver 2003 Toyota Corolla? Stay tuned to find out.
Jessi: Hi everyone! LoL. I'm really cracking myself up with this fic. I think I was high when I began writing this. Well, I began writing it a few minutes ago, so maybe I still am high. *crazy laugh* If you're wondering when FF8 comes in, it'll be in the next page; hold yer horses! ^_^ Yes, I am the crazy white girl who jumped into the dark purple vortex looking thingy. And Ayla's the sensible African American girl who waited 5 seconds before following. LoL. I hope y'all are liking it. Please review! ~jess~