Disclaimer: You know this drill. I own nothing but my school pom-pom, and for those of you that haven't read my stories before, I am not a cheerleader. I despise cheerleaders, and for any cheerleaders that might be reading this, go to hell. Sorry folks, I'm not in my usual hyper mood, I'm faking sick and my mom made me take Ibuprofen because she believes that I really am sick. Therefore, the headache I didn't have is now starting. Just a sec, I'm gonna take a ten minute caffeine break and see if I can get myself hyper so I can write a decent disclaimer/author's input section.
*Ten minutes later* (rush-delivery, IBC Root Beer caffeine has kicked in)
Oh holy hell! The one day I choose to fake sick has to be the day they air Blue's Big Musical on Nickelodeon. Just my luck. They air the Blue's Clues show I want to see most on the day I'm too full of story inspiration to watch it! Damn. Oh, excuse me, tysh. Yeah that's me, band freak and lover of adorable yet insanely stupid kid's shows. Oy. Oh Yeah! I own something other than my pom-pom! I own two Blue's Clues stuffed animals (Green Dog & Periwinkle) and two Tasmanian Devil Harley Davidson Shirts! I'm wearing one of those shirts and I've got Green Dog and Periwinkle sitting on my computer desk! Yay! I own stuff! And for anyone wondering, and I'm sure some of you are wondering, I'm a girl and I'm not on crack. Oh, yeah, the story. Again, I own nothing. Here you go, Blitz Off. ENJOY!
Blitz Off
Rikku stormed into the living room, her anger showing plainly on her face.
"WAKKA!" she screamed. Oh, yeah, did I forget to mention that her hair was spiked in five places? Well it was, and I'll give you one guess as to who did it.
"It wasn't me, ya." That's right. The culprit was our ever-annoying Blitz Ball captain, Wakka.
"MY ASS YOU DIDN'T!"
"Come on, Rikku. It's not that bad." That's me, Tidus. For some odd reason, everybody thinks I'm stupid. Hmph. They're mean.
"Not that bad? My HAIR is SPIKED!"
"Could be worse." Jesus, she needs to lighten up a bit.
"HOW? Tell me one way it could be worse." Ouch.
"Uh…Well, uh…I, uh…" Okay, so maybe I'm not that bright, but I can talk to the really big evil fish thingy! He's my daddy! And I hate him. See, he never paid any attention to me or Ma…
Oh, right. The story. Where was I? Oh, yeah. Rikku and Wakka were fighting.
"ARGHH!" Oh, boy. She sounds REALLY pissed. Wakka, you are on your own… "That. Is. IT!" Ow. Screaming. Very painful. Uh, oh. She kicked my blitzball. It bounced off the wall. She spiked it down…right onto Wakka's head. That…had to hurt. "Fine, we'll settle this. The Psyches and I will see you in the dome." And with that she stalked off. Looks like the Aurochs have their next game set up.
Okay, this chapter will be the only one from Tidus' point of view. The rest will be done third person, 'k? I know it's short, and I'm sorry, but I just had to end it there. Byebies for now! Unless, of course, you think the story should be told by Tidus all the way. In that case let me know.