Author's Note: This is my first ever fanfic. I thought of this story in
about 10 minutes and then elaborated a whole lot on the basic idea. I think
it's kinda' choppy at times, but you should think it's ok (hopefully).
Please please please read and review ^^
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Ocean 2 (if I did, I would find a new voice actor for Ernest), or any of it's characters (however I wish I owned Opera ^^).
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. Chisato and Claude sat on the edge of the cliff looking at the stars. This would be a great opportunity for him to kiss me; Chisato thought with a smile. What happened instead was not exactly what she was expecting. Claude, putting his arm around her whispered into her ear: I've got to get the hell out of here! There are no girls anywhere! Rena's already gone down into Lacour. Claude left the cliff and went back to his tent. Chisato stood petrified.
That night Bowman was in his tent pretending to be asleep. At about midnight, he was sure everyone was asleep. He snuck over into the bushes behind them and took out the herbs. It will work perfectly this time. It's at night and everything. Bowman was optimistic, too optimistic. He crushed the leaves and put them into the pan. Bowman then mixed in the appropriate amount of water. I hope she likes this, if she doesn't. she'll Crest magic me to death or something. Bowman was nervous as heck. Every little noise scared him. He was about done with the potion when he spied Chisato standing on the cliff. Bowman was freaked out.
She stood there petrified a lot longer than she expected. The next morning, she was awakened by awkward sounds coming from somewhere behind her in the camp. Opera emerged from her tent coughing.
"What's wrong with me? I can't stop coughing". There was a yellowish gas everywhere in the air. Chisato thought: I could write about this. It's a natural phenomenon, right?
Bowman cursed his stupidity. The mixture never worked right, and he always ended up being thumped by someone. This time it didn't work, and he was going to pay for it more than usual.
"Oh Bowman darling?" Celine chimed from somewhere in the camp. "I hope you have that love potion done!"
Oh shit!!! How do I get out of here? Bowman panicked. He dropped the bowl and ran for his life.
Celine sighed. "Come back here darling! I at least want to see your failure," she sounded innocent but anyone could tell that there was a clear shot of menace in her voice.
Opera stood in front of her tent. "What's this about a love potion?"
Oh damn, now I'm really screwed. Bowman thought in agony. Soon he gave up running down the hill and stopped to face his punishment. Celine walked up to him and said:
"Where's that mixture? Let me see it!" She still sounded half- innocent.
Bowman, trembling with panic, held up the mixture for Celine to examine. Celine sniffed it, and shrieked. Then she fainted.
"Di-did I d-d-do something wr-wrong?" Bowman stuttered. He was thoroughly shaken by the reaction. He looked around, but all he saw were trees, rocks, and grass. Soon he realized that that was getting him nowhere fast.
"Did someone call me?" Opera asked, bumbling down the hill in a "I just woke up" sort of manner. She tripped and fell, and sprawled out next to Celine. "Ernest, is that you?" she moaned wit her eyes closed. Then Opera sat bolt upright. "What the hell is that smell?"
"Love potion. Why do you ask?" Bowman said, ridiculously self-aware. "I just tried to make another potion to have Celine and Claude fall in love. "
"Stupid scientist! That will never work. What you need is true feelings for each other, not some malodorous potion. Tell Celine to get a life and try it the natural way." Opera got up off the ground in a dignified Tetragenian way and went back to the camp. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Ocean 2 (if I did, I would find a new voice actor for Ernest), or any of it's characters (however I wish I owned Opera ^^).
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. Chisato and Claude sat on the edge of the cliff looking at the stars. This would be a great opportunity for him to kiss me; Chisato thought with a smile. What happened instead was not exactly what she was expecting. Claude, putting his arm around her whispered into her ear: I've got to get the hell out of here! There are no girls anywhere! Rena's already gone down into Lacour. Claude left the cliff and went back to his tent. Chisato stood petrified.
That night Bowman was in his tent pretending to be asleep. At about midnight, he was sure everyone was asleep. He snuck over into the bushes behind them and took out the herbs. It will work perfectly this time. It's at night and everything. Bowman was optimistic, too optimistic. He crushed the leaves and put them into the pan. Bowman then mixed in the appropriate amount of water. I hope she likes this, if she doesn't. she'll Crest magic me to death or something. Bowman was nervous as heck. Every little noise scared him. He was about done with the potion when he spied Chisato standing on the cliff. Bowman was freaked out.
She stood there petrified a lot longer than she expected. The next morning, she was awakened by awkward sounds coming from somewhere behind her in the camp. Opera emerged from her tent coughing.
"What's wrong with me? I can't stop coughing". There was a yellowish gas everywhere in the air. Chisato thought: I could write about this. It's a natural phenomenon, right?
Bowman cursed his stupidity. The mixture never worked right, and he always ended up being thumped by someone. This time it didn't work, and he was going to pay for it more than usual.
"Oh Bowman darling?" Celine chimed from somewhere in the camp. "I hope you have that love potion done!"
Oh shit!!! How do I get out of here? Bowman panicked. He dropped the bowl and ran for his life.
Celine sighed. "Come back here darling! I at least want to see your failure," she sounded innocent but anyone could tell that there was a clear shot of menace in her voice.
Opera stood in front of her tent. "What's this about a love potion?"
Oh damn, now I'm really screwed. Bowman thought in agony. Soon he gave up running down the hill and stopped to face his punishment. Celine walked up to him and said:
"Where's that mixture? Let me see it!" She still sounded half- innocent.
Bowman, trembling with panic, held up the mixture for Celine to examine. Celine sniffed it, and shrieked. Then she fainted.
"Di-did I d-d-do something wr-wrong?" Bowman stuttered. He was thoroughly shaken by the reaction. He looked around, but all he saw were trees, rocks, and grass. Soon he realized that that was getting him nowhere fast.
"Did someone call me?" Opera asked, bumbling down the hill in a "I just woke up" sort of manner. She tripped and fell, and sprawled out next to Celine. "Ernest, is that you?" she moaned wit her eyes closed. Then Opera sat bolt upright. "What the hell is that smell?"
"Love potion. Why do you ask?" Bowman said, ridiculously self-aware. "I just tried to make another potion to have Celine and Claude fall in love. "
"Stupid scientist! That will never work. What you need is true feelings for each other, not some malodorous potion. Tell Celine to get a life and try it the natural way." Opera got up off the ground in a dignified Tetragenian way and went back to the camp. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~