6th November 2005
A/N:- Hi! Sorry we haven't updated in ages, it's been hectic, with our GCSE homework, ninjutsu training, instrument practice and, of course, laziness. We had this idea on a coach and are writing chapters alternately. The first chapter is mine, all mine! Muahahaha! …Hang on, how's this going to help me take over the world! Nyviay!…Ahem… Anyways, hope you enjoy this story; it's Wakka-bashingly good! First chapter a sort of introduction…
Cyraxis
Will You Marry me, Ya?
Wakka stood on the crest of the hill and looked down at Besaid village. His stomach felt like it was undergoing an aerobics course, and was currently doing back flips on his pancreas. His small brain was whirring away furiously, running over all the possibilities in his head. His hands were numb, but that could be something to do with the fact the he'd just managed to get them stung by a sea anemone when he was playing star wars in the lake… How should he start? What should he say?
"Hey, Lulu, babe! Let's get married!… Naw, too slack jawed, man! My English is better than that! I should this to my advantage, ya?" He tried. "Hmm, ok… Lulu, my dearest, would you be so kind as to make me the happiest man on Spira by giving me your hand in marriage? …Maybe a bit too formal. Argh, why does this have to be so hard? I'm not ready yet, and she should be here any minute!"
As if on cue, he saw Lulu heading up the slope to the hill.
"Oh no! Why did I tell her to meet me here before I prepared? I can't do it! If I just don't say anything about it, maybe she'll not suspect me…"
So the devious Wakka stood with his best intellectual face on (he squinted a little and stroked his stubble with his thumb and forefinger) and waited for her to come.
"Ah, Lulu! You came! I was just wondering, uh, damn, why didn't I plan what my cover-up story would be either! if you would like to, um…"
"What, Wakka?" the black mage inquired, disgruntled that she had been torn away from her doll-sewing.
Wakka's brain ticked away, and eventually chanced upon the thing that most occupied his head… "Blitzball!"
"What!"
"Lulu, will you, ah, play blitz ball with me?"
"sigh You called me all the way up here to play blitz ball with you? I'm hardly dressed for the occasion!"
"True, you look like your dressed to roam the streets praying on young men with large wallets- and I think that only you could pull it off with such fantastic style!" He hastily added, noticing her eyes blaze.
"Ok, then tell me this: Why did I hear you practicing proposals?"
"Damn, you hear everything, woman! Well, I guess the cat's outta the bag, huh? So, erm, will you marry me, ya?"
"Oo…"
"…"
"…well?"
"No! You haven't even got a ring, have you?"
"Well, erm, I did look for one, but all I could see was a 'red ring' and it wasn't really you…"
"Was it in the chest by my hut?"
"…Maybe?"
"That's my favourite ring!"
"Well, uh, I'm sure it would look very nice on you, come to think about it, what I meant by it wasn't really you was that it didn't remind me of you, so I thought that, err, you know, you might not think it was pretty enough, and um-"
"Wakka, stop burbling! It's sweet of you to ask, but my answer's no, and that's final!"
Unfortunately for Lulu, Wakka sees the word 'no' as a challenge, especially in conjunction with the words 'and that's final'. So the ginger blitzerplanned his cunning plans to make her marry him…
Ok, well, as I said, this chapter's more of an introduction, more will follow soon with the main story! Please review anyway! It makes us happy! So cliak the button at the bottom of the page now! …Click it even! (why can't I type!) Well, over to you, Nyviay! (Even if you did trick me with false promises of world domination!)
Cyraxis