Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or any of those things. . . I don't even own the computer I'm typing this on . . . it's my dad's. Anyway, let's not focus on my sorry life, shall we?
Story Summary: Mash—everyone plays it. But does it mean anything? Could one game of mash be able to change Riku and Sora's lives completely? SoraxRiku
Rating: PG-13. Heheh. XD
Mash
"Ooh! Ooh! I know!"
"Quit it, Selphie, we know how to play mash!"
"No, no, no! You're doing it wrong!"
"No, we're not, man, so butt out!"
Selphie, Wakka, and Tidus sat around near the Secret Spot, a lined piece of paper in the middle of them. On the top of the paper read, "Mash". Below it were various lists, like "car", "job", and most importantly, "husband/wife". Next to the title "mash" was Sora's name. Even though they were arguing, the three were grinning.
Tidus got up, paper in hand. "Hrm. . . I think that's it! That's some of the girls on the island!" He held it in front of them, as if it were a picture.
"No, it's not done! There are only four wives and five of everything else! Give it here!" Selphie insisted. "I'm a girl, I know how to play the game!" she declared, and Tidus and Wakka gave her an "oh, please" look. The girl thought for a while before scribbling down another name in the "husband/wife" list. The expression on the boys' faces had changed.
"RIKU?!" Tidus sputtered, staring at his name.
"Yeah! Just to give it a little twist," Selphie said, grinning evilly.
"That's evil. . ." Tidus began. ". . .Let's do it!" So, they began crossing out names according to the amount of tally marks at the top of the page. The result was. . . different, as one could say.
"SORA!!!!"
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Author Notes: Argh, I didn't like the way this first chapter came out. So sorry if you didn't like it or anything. And to help me out, send in suggestions or anything! Thanks! And if you did happen to like it, the next chapter's coming up soon.
--Kair