I Haven't Thought of a Good Title Yet!

Disclaimer: I don't own FF8 or the word *&%&$#. That belongs to Alan Bates, who's versions of the FF7 characters I used for about three sentences. Sorry, but it had to be done ^_^.

A/N: The Dark SeeD has returned...again...I haven't abandoned my other more serious fics I just have indefinite writer's block o_O...besides random insane fics like this are more fun to write...but I'll finish my other ones someday dont'cha worry (like anyone cares).

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Someplace in Balamb Garden where most of the main peeps happen to be.

Squall: Whatever.

Quistis: Squall! That was uncalled for!

Squall: ??

Rinoa: *staring to cry* You know I can't understand you when you talk like that!!!

Squall: It's ok Rin.

Rinoa: 'Kay.

Selphie enters.

Selphie: *acts all hyper*

Quistis: Selphie! Stop that!

Selphie: *checks the back of her shoes* Make me. Hey look, IT'S IRVY!

Irvine walks in. Selphie's nunchaku has been jammed through his head and is sticking out of his left ear.

Irvine: I'm ok.

Edea: (seductively) Yes, but I'm FINE!

Ultimecia: *KOUGH*KORNY!*KOUGH*

Aeris, Tifa, and Sephiroth enter from nowhere.

Squall: Um, what are you doing here?

Aeris: The author just wanted us here to annoy the people who haven't played FF7.

Sephiroth: *kills Nida* Muhahahaha...and stuff.

Aeris: Oh, and for that.

Aeris, Tifa, and Sephiroth leave.

Squall: Okaaay...

NEXT: A MUSICAL INTERLUDE!

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