Disclaimer: Squall, Irvine selphie and the rest of the original gang belong to Square soft but aren't mentioned that much, since this fic focuses on their children. Their children however belong to me.
Damn that sounded weird.
Authors note: I know some of these couple aren't the most usual, I too would really like to strangle Rinoa, but can't really see squall with anyone else since she's really the only one who can get him to open up. Guess everyone has to be good for SOMETHING eh? Also sorry to all the Zelphie people out there, but I just don't see it, Selphie and Irvine are so cute together in the game. Don't worry too much everyone Rinoa will hardly be mentioned and I don't plan on her actually appearing to haunt us with her presence, one hyperactive little girl is enough. (selphie although shes a big hyperactive lady now I guess, man I'd hate to be Irvine while she was pregnant). One more thing: IRVINE IS HOT!
"Dear are you one yet, come on out please I want to see your outfit, and this is your very first party I'm so excited for you!"
"Mum calm down it's just a party" Monita Kinneas (or moni/ monti as she preferred to be called) yelled at her mum through the bedroom door "I'm almost done"
"That's good, but hurry up, you said you were meeting your friends"
"Their not all friends mum I don't know all of my team mates that well"
"Team mates then whatever, you said you were meeting them before the party so you'd better hurry up, and don't forget to be nice to the transfer students your fathers bringing he's worked so hard for this… is your hair done all right, do you ant me to brush it, oh come out here so I can have a look at you"
"My hairs fine mum, I'm done, I'm coming down" Moni took a last look in the mirror, An almost mirror image of Selphie Kinneas in her younger days (before she met her father) stared back, behind the tomboy clothing and rebellious image it was their, haunting her. Everyone said she looked just like her mother. Except she'd started to grow her hair, it was messy at the moment, hadn't been trimmed for a while, she'd scraped it back in a ponytail but a few strands were always coming loose and getting in her eyes, she gave up and walked down the stairs. Would her mother scold her for the outfit? She didn't care anyway.
"Oh you look divine!" Her mother fussed as she came down the stairs "I still think you should have worn a dress like most of the other girls" Moni's face hardened in a grimace, why couldn't her mother see what was blatantly obvious to the rest of the world? Monti was not ultra girly, not ultra perky, not a little lady, and liked it that way? She was a very stubborn, sometimes sullen tomboy, aside from the physical traits she'd inherited; Monita Kinneas was nothing like her mother.
"But you look great anyway, I wish your father could see you off too but he'll be here for the party, Oh look at you my little baby, all grown up" Selphie wiped a tear from her eye and nearly squashed her daughter in a hug
"Mum!" Selphie let go "Your wrinkling my shirt!" Moni smiled half-heartedly down at her mother, she'd taken height from her father's side, at least that was something. She was already taller than her mother, but probably wouldn't grow much more she was 18 now
"And she's a seed, dear you have no idea how proud of you I am!" Her mother gushed…
Yeah and that…what was so great about being a seed anyway?
As she finally got out of their apartment at the edge of the university grounds, Moni answered that question herself with one word
Adventure
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Sandro was Jolted awake as the train pulled into Balamb station, they were finally here, at the end of a long tiring dusty journey, the exchange students from Galbadia where finally her and ready to party. He for one could use a cold beer it was so hot on the damn train, everyone else had been foolish enough to wear their party cloths believing they wouldn't have time to change. Sandro had worn casual wear, he wasn't going to dress up that much anyway, and everyone else was dusty now. He still had time for a quick shower and to run a comb through his hair, and he actually had something to change into, as soon as they reached the university.
"Allright kids," Irvine kinneas, the man who had organized the exchange, and Sandro's personally hero "last leg of the journey, each cab will take four of you that's 3 cabs with some spare room but I'm going in one so that's only one extra space, hurry up now and we might actually have time to change," He encouraged the students who were moaning and stretching their legs. "or do you wanna miss this stop and have to come back on another train?" That got a rise out of everybody! Sandro was the first to grab his rather…er…light bag and hop down onto the station, he dumped the bag in the nearest cab and got in not caring who he sat with on what little was left of the journey. Not many of his friends were coming on this trip, he didn't even have that many really close friends, and for the first time in a while he found himself wondering why he'd volunteered.
Because he'd heard Balamb was a good place for training, he'd heard the girls were pretty there, his personal hero and local legend was organizing this, and one of his best friends (one of his FEW friends, he was a bit of a loner) was coming along.
Speaking of which "Hey move over San" Rita said shoving him, he scooted over to make way for the younger girl he'd grown up with, and considered his sister more than anyone. She was wearing a long white coat, black pants and a beach top. She'd managed to keep the dust off them, as usual, she was ALWAYS neat and tidy, blond hair swinging round tanned skin, good shot too, but mostly she didn't use a gun, instead she used a whip, like Quitsis.
used to use, she wanted to be just like her, god knows why. Rita made him laugh though, she was younger than him, and yet she liked to act olfder and superior, she was always cool calm and serious on the outside, whenever she was down, he was usually one of the very few people who knew about it.
"Can't they hurry this up I wanna get their already"
"Yeah, yeah so does everyone else they just have bigger bags" Sandro muttered.
"Hey mind if an old foggie joins you?" a voice asked they turned to look at the door on the other side of the wide cab to see the organizer of the whole thing, Irvine Kinneas
"Sure thing, we'd be pleased to sit with someone so famous eh Rita?" Sandro nudged his adoptive little sister
"Yeah" she mumbled, "so long as it means we can go"
" Balamb garden university" Irvine told the deriver as the cab finally pulled out of the station.
"Finally" Rita muttered
"Shhsh" Sandro whispered then turned to Irvine "So how's the family?"
Onward to parties and adventure
Damn that sounded weird.
Authors note: I know some of these couple aren't the most usual, I too would really like to strangle Rinoa, but can't really see squall with anyone else since she's really the only one who can get him to open up. Guess everyone has to be good for SOMETHING eh? Also sorry to all the Zelphie people out there, but I just don't see it, Selphie and Irvine are so cute together in the game. Don't worry too much everyone Rinoa will hardly be mentioned and I don't plan on her actually appearing to haunt us with her presence, one hyperactive little girl is enough. (selphie although shes a big hyperactive lady now I guess, man I'd hate to be Irvine while she was pregnant). One more thing: IRVINE IS HOT!
"Dear are you one yet, come on out please I want to see your outfit, and this is your very first party I'm so excited for you!"
"Mum calm down it's just a party" Monita Kinneas (or moni/ monti as she preferred to be called) yelled at her mum through the bedroom door "I'm almost done"
"That's good, but hurry up, you said you were meeting your friends"
"Their not all friends mum I don't know all of my team mates that well"
"Team mates then whatever, you said you were meeting them before the party so you'd better hurry up, and don't forget to be nice to the transfer students your fathers bringing he's worked so hard for this… is your hair done all right, do you ant me to brush it, oh come out here so I can have a look at you"
"My hairs fine mum, I'm done, I'm coming down" Moni took a last look in the mirror, An almost mirror image of Selphie Kinneas in her younger days (before she met her father) stared back, behind the tomboy clothing and rebellious image it was their, haunting her. Everyone said she looked just like her mother. Except she'd started to grow her hair, it was messy at the moment, hadn't been trimmed for a while, she'd scraped it back in a ponytail but a few strands were always coming loose and getting in her eyes, she gave up and walked down the stairs. Would her mother scold her for the outfit? She didn't care anyway.
"Oh you look divine!" Her mother fussed as she came down the stairs "I still think you should have worn a dress like most of the other girls" Moni's face hardened in a grimace, why couldn't her mother see what was blatantly obvious to the rest of the world? Monti was not ultra girly, not ultra perky, not a little lady, and liked it that way? She was a very stubborn, sometimes sullen tomboy, aside from the physical traits she'd inherited; Monita Kinneas was nothing like her mother.
"But you look great anyway, I wish your father could see you off too but he'll be here for the party, Oh look at you my little baby, all grown up" Selphie wiped a tear from her eye and nearly squashed her daughter in a hug
"Mum!" Selphie let go "Your wrinkling my shirt!" Moni smiled half-heartedly down at her mother, she'd taken height from her father's side, at least that was something. She was already taller than her mother, but probably wouldn't grow much more she was 18 now
"And she's a seed, dear you have no idea how proud of you I am!" Her mother gushed…
Yeah and that…what was so great about being a seed anyway?
As she finally got out of their apartment at the edge of the university grounds, Moni answered that question herself with one word
Adventure
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Sandro was Jolted awake as the train pulled into Balamb station, they were finally here, at the end of a long tiring dusty journey, the exchange students from Galbadia where finally her and ready to party. He for one could use a cold beer it was so hot on the damn train, everyone else had been foolish enough to wear their party cloths believing they wouldn't have time to change. Sandro had worn casual wear, he wasn't going to dress up that much anyway, and everyone else was dusty now. He still had time for a quick shower and to run a comb through his hair, and he actually had something to change into, as soon as they reached the university.
"Allright kids," Irvine kinneas, the man who had organized the exchange, and Sandro's personally hero "last leg of the journey, each cab will take four of you that's 3 cabs with some spare room but I'm going in one so that's only one extra space, hurry up now and we might actually have time to change," He encouraged the students who were moaning and stretching their legs. "or do you wanna miss this stop and have to come back on another train?" That got a rise out of everybody! Sandro was the first to grab his rather…er…light bag and hop down onto the station, he dumped the bag in the nearest cab and got in not caring who he sat with on what little was left of the journey. Not many of his friends were coming on this trip, he didn't even have that many really close friends, and for the first time in a while he found himself wondering why he'd volunteered.
Because he'd heard Balamb was a good place for training, he'd heard the girls were pretty there, his personal hero and local legend was organizing this, and one of his best friends (one of his FEW friends, he was a bit of a loner) was coming along.
Speaking of which "Hey move over San" Rita said shoving him, he scooted over to make way for the younger girl he'd grown up with, and considered his sister more than anyone. She was wearing a long white coat, black pants and a beach top. She'd managed to keep the dust off them, as usual, she was ALWAYS neat and tidy, blond hair swinging round tanned skin, good shot too, but mostly she didn't use a gun, instead she used a whip, like Quitsis.
used to use, she wanted to be just like her, god knows why. Rita made him laugh though, she was younger than him, and yet she liked to act olfder and superior, she was always cool calm and serious on the outside, whenever she was down, he was usually one of the very few people who knew about it.
"Can't they hurry this up I wanna get their already"
"Yeah, yeah so does everyone else they just have bigger bags" Sandro muttered.
"Hey mind if an old foggie joins you?" a voice asked they turned to look at the door on the other side of the wide cab to see the organizer of the whole thing, Irvine Kinneas
"Sure thing, we'd be pleased to sit with someone so famous eh Rita?" Sandro nudged his adoptive little sister
"Yeah" she mumbled, "so long as it means we can go"
" Balamb garden university" Irvine told the deriver as the cab finally pulled out of the station.
"Finally" Rita muttered
"Shhsh" Sandro whispered then turned to Irvine "So how's the family?"
Onward to parties and adventure