Hello! I'm new to this fandom and my knowledge in Final Fantasy is limited (for I played I-VI and tactics advance). This is my first fanfic in this fandom so criticism is welcome!

Disclaimer: Dissidia: Final Fantasy belongs to Square Enix. I only write this story for pure fun.

Second: English is my second lauguage so expect some grammatical errors that you will ecounter thoughout the story.

Cosmos law 1: By my decree, you are NOT allowed to make helmet jokes when WoL is around. It is already old. Yes Zidane, that means you. - Cosmos

"Hey guys!" Zidane said approaching his friends Bartz and Squall.

"What is it, Zidane?" Squall asked, not a care of what the genome will say.

"Sheesh, Sqaully you such a pooper." Bartz said to the SeeD, who only growled in reply. He turned his attention to Zidane. "What is it you are going to tell us?"

"Listen, what did WoL do look like with his helmet on?" Zidane asked. Squall only facepalmed, knowing what Zidane is doing.

"What is he look like?" Bartz asked.

"He looks like a bull!" Zidane joke and began to laugh. Bartz and Squall sweatdropped and fear was written in their faces. They only backed a step when they saw a figure behind Zidane. Zidane doesn't know that WoL is behind him.

"Zidane, that joke is already old." WoL said. That statement jumped Zidane in fear.

"He-hey! WoL!" Zidane nevously greeted the newcomer. WoL raised an eyebrow.

"Zidane, for the last time, stop making jokes about my helmet! This is my personal costume!" WoL scolded.

Zidane only hung his head in shame. "Sorry."

"The meeting is about to start at 20 minutes and I expected you to be there." And by that statement, WoL departs.

"What were you saying?" Squall smirked at the embarassed genome.

Bartz only laughed.

"Any more questions?" WoL said to the rest of the Cosmos Warriors who are gathered in the meeting room.

Zidane raised his hand. "What is it, Zidane?"

"Is your helmet sharp enough to kill Garland?" Zidane playfully asked. For that time, Squall facepalmed again, Bartz and Tidus tried to stop their laughters, Terra covered OK's ears, Cloud wanted to smack Zidane in the head and the rest are jaw gape.

WoL only sighed. "Zidane, I only use MY sword to kill Garland, not my helmet. Please stop making those jokes!"

"You only make him angry, Zidane." Cecil said. "For the name of his sanity, please stop it."

But that didn't stop Zidane to tell more helmet jokes. Every time that WoL is around, he makes jokes. Hell, even they are fighting the Chaos Warriors, he jokes. By the seventh day, WoL snapped. Yes, calm collected Warrior of Light snapped. "That's it! I have enough of his jokes! Time to settle this!"

"Hey,WoL-" before Zidane could finished, a heavy object was hit to his head, rendering him unconsious. Behind Zidane is a smirking WoL in his throwing position. The heavy object that he thrown to Zidane is a thick book.

Firion aproached him and checked on the genome's unconsious body. "I think we should tell Cosmos to write a law about helmet jokes."

"Agreed." And the two walk off to find Cosmos.

And Chapter one is done! If you have some laws in mind, feel free to suggest!

Laws that I working on:

Chaos law: The Emperor is NOT allowed to boast his beauty in front of his fellow warriors, especially Kuja. Don't whine to me if you are beaten to a pulp. -Chaos.

Cosmos law: For the last time, STOP asking Cecil about his lips. It's irritating.-Cosmos.

Dissidia law: Cloud and Sephiroth are NOT allowed to destroy every place that they fought for everytime they saw each other. We are tired of restoring those places!- Cosmos and Chaos.

As I said earlier, critism is welcome!