I guess I just got board and got this interesting idea for a fic. Enjoy!


Disclaimer: I do not own the companys who make Suikoden, Soulblade, the Final Fantasy series, and/or Azure Dreams.


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"Master McDohl! You have a message!" said a voice bursting into the room.
"AAAHHHHHHH!!!" screamed young McDohl sitting straight up, " Stallion! How many times do I have to tell you to knock!"
"You're starting to sound like Cleo, ha ha! Anyway, here's you're message," and with that he tossed the note on the sheets
McDohl was under and tore out of the room.
"I have to wonder what Antonio's feeding him," said McDohl sitting up and tearing the envelope open to reveal a letter
reading this:



Dear Master McDohl,
The SUCA (Sony United Character Association) is holding a meeting to discuss important matters and you are one of those
forgely invited to attend. Should you decide to come you should bring two other high ranking officers for negotiation
purposes. The meeting is Tuesday July the 8th.

Signed,
Yuna


By now McDohl had his clothes on and was ready to go. He went up to the 3rd floor after grabbing his staff. Once he
got there,"Luc, could you conjure up a noisy-horn?"
"No prob!" and with that, Luc swirled his gale rod around and something looking like a hunting horn appeared inbetween the
two.
"Thanks Luc!" McDohl picked up the horn and spoke this into it," Would Viktor, Gremio, Milia and Thrash please report to
the roof! Thank you!" the horn had amplified his voice around 10 times his normal bellow. As he rushed past he noticed an
odd look on Sansuke's face. "What's wrong Sansuke?"
"Well, Kirkis... Sylvina..." was Sansuke's faint reply.
"Oh, I see... Well, leave them be." Sansuke merely nodded his head in reply. With that McDohl ran into the elevator to the
4th floor then went up the stairs onto the roof. Milia, Thrash, and Gremio were already up there. About five minutes later
Viktor came up.
"Slouching isn't a good habit Viktor," came Gremio's lecture, " Anyway, what are we doing young master?"
"I'll tell you on the way, everybody in the basket."
"Where to Young Master?" Milia asked.
"The SUCA." was McDohl's reply. After restraining the (nonexistant) basket they took off breeze whipping their hair.


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I'll write more later when it's not so late. R and R please!