boredom
by: trowa almasy
type type typeee = charcter thought
*type type typeee* = character action
"type type typeee" = character speech
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy, or any of the chars EXCEPT Trowa Almasy. But Square/Enix owns
the last name. :P
Author's note: Okay! It's my first attempt at writing! Not counting that messed-up Pokemon fic I wrote a year ago....*cof* And another thing! There's no Hawaiian holiday called Knih no mwara! At least I wasn't informed about it! :P And, one more thing! Let's all assume that a)Seifer did'nt go to jail and B)Seifer has a girlfreind whose last name is, incidentally, ALMASY! XD
It was a sunny, humid, and boring 90 degree day in Hawaii.. It was everyone's week off, to go
swimming, tanning, video game playing, baseballing, and just about anything else that you could
think of doing. Yes. ANYTHING. Squall and Rinoa, not to mention Irvine, Zell, Quistis, Laguna, and,
unfortunatley for Squall, Seifer and Trowa.
"It's closed?? It can't be closed! Squall-llllllllllllll! Can't you do anything?"
Squall sighed. He didn't like the beachparties, anyway. Every summer, Selphie would always hold a
beach party at her own private home on a tiny island. Everyone wore tropical print shirts, drank odd-
flavoured fruit drinks in a pinapple rind, do the limbo, and eat lots of junk food. Squall liked the fruit
drinks, and he'd never say to Rinoa, or Selphie, that it was the only reason he'd came every year.
I'll just do something.....
Squall looked at the boat rental building. The boats were the only way to get to Selphie's island,
unless you could swim far. Really, really far.
Squall decided to help out. Only because of the odd-flavoured fruit drinks, Squall remined himself.
"Let's just call Selphie. She could probably pick us up on her boat."
Rinoa cheered. She grabbed her silvery cellphone out of her pocket and dialed for Selphie.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeee-ssssssss? Selphie here....."
"Hey! It's Rinoa! Me and Squall were heading over there, but the boathouse is closed!"
"It is? That's strange, because - "
"Can you come pick us up?" Rinoa grinned at Squall for his idea.
"I can't....my boat won't start....I tried to call the repair, but they're closed! So are all the stores..."
"No way! You're like....trapped there? How long will the stores be closed? Why are the stores
closed? Is it a holiday of some kind? What holiday? Are we invited? Did you make this up? Are you
still having the beach party? When? Did you get the hula-kitty shirts like last year??"
"Whoa whoa whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"
"......."
"Aaah.....yes. Everything's closed for two whole days, including Garden. It's because of the Knih no
mwara, a Hawaiian holiday. That's what we get for leaving the Americas, ne? I'm paddling out to
West isle now, in my little air-boat. We can't have the party because I didn't buy everything, and
there's nowhere to hold it at. Anyway, I'll be at West Isle in about
3.....2.........wahahahahahhhhhhhh!!!"
Rinoa turned around to hear a whoosh, giant splash, and long, piercing ring. What? Happened?
Two tan arms grabbed the dock from the water. A soaking brown-haired girl in a yellow outfit and
lifejacket crawled up the cherry wooded boatdock and grabbed Squall's leg to pull herself up.
"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Squall fell over into the water.
Heehee! Rinoa pulled up a soaking Selphie and Squall out of the water. "Heehee. .....What?
SQUALL! TURNAROUUUND!"
Squall turned around to see a black pickup truck speeding up to him. It skidded to a stop four
inches away from him, and left a giant cloud of sandy dust that engulfed the vehicle.
Squall could hear the driver- and passenger-side door open and close.What's going on?
The dust slowly cleared to reveal Seifer and Trowa. Seifer was wearing a cowboy outfit, compete
with boots and a hat. Trowa was wearing black jeans and a white shirt with a black flower on it. Her
hair was in a very high ponytail, and the hair sticking out of the ponytail was spiked up in many
places with gel, so it looked, basically, like a pineapple.
Trowa crossed her arms and shook her head side to side at Squall. I can't believe it. He wears the
same exact thing. Always. Even in the fricking summertime...
"So, where's the party, Leonhart? Got all washed up?" Seifer smirked at Squall. Squall's amber-
brown hair looked like a nest of knots, an unfortunate side effect of not wearing waterproof hair gel.
Rinoa hissed at Seifer. "Don't be mean...Squall fell in the water because Selphie tried to pull herself
up."
"......Fine. Everybody, get in. Everything closed cos of some stupid holiday. That means no video
rental, no salsa & chips, and no boating. This is so...uggggh....booo-ring...." Seifer got in the driver's
seat and Rinoa looked hesitant. Seifer was a horrible driver......
"HEY! HEY! WATCH THE UPHOSLTERY! IT AIN'T MINE!!!" Seifer shrieked at Squall and Selphie.
Squall sighed yet again as he went to sit in the back. Selphie happily followed. Selphie loved the
outdoors, so what was wrong with riding in the back of a pickup truck?
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Please R&R! Tankoo! *huggle*
by: trowa almasy
type type typeee = charcter thought
*type type typeee* = character action
"type type typeee" = character speech
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy, or any of the chars EXCEPT Trowa Almasy. But Square/Enix owns
the last name. :P
Author's note: Okay! It's my first attempt at writing! Not counting that messed-up Pokemon fic I wrote a year ago....*cof* And another thing! There's no Hawaiian holiday called Knih no mwara! At least I wasn't informed about it! :P And, one more thing! Let's all assume that a)Seifer did'nt go to jail and B)Seifer has a girlfreind whose last name is, incidentally, ALMASY! XD
It was a sunny, humid, and boring 90 degree day in Hawaii.. It was everyone's week off, to go
swimming, tanning, video game playing, baseballing, and just about anything else that you could
think of doing. Yes. ANYTHING. Squall and Rinoa, not to mention Irvine, Zell, Quistis, Laguna, and,
unfortunatley for Squall, Seifer and Trowa.
"It's closed?? It can't be closed! Squall-llllllllllllll! Can't you do anything?"
Squall sighed. He didn't like the beachparties, anyway. Every summer, Selphie would always hold a
beach party at her own private home on a tiny island. Everyone wore tropical print shirts, drank odd-
flavoured fruit drinks in a pinapple rind, do the limbo, and eat lots of junk food. Squall liked the fruit
drinks, and he'd never say to Rinoa, or Selphie, that it was the only reason he'd came every year.
I'll just do something.....
Squall looked at the boat rental building. The boats were the only way to get to Selphie's island,
unless you could swim far. Really, really far.
Squall decided to help out. Only because of the odd-flavoured fruit drinks, Squall remined himself.
"Let's just call Selphie. She could probably pick us up on her boat."
Rinoa cheered. She grabbed her silvery cellphone out of her pocket and dialed for Selphie.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeee-ssssssss? Selphie here....."
"Hey! It's Rinoa! Me and Squall were heading over there, but the boathouse is closed!"
"It is? That's strange, because - "
"Can you come pick us up?" Rinoa grinned at Squall for his idea.
"I can't....my boat won't start....I tried to call the repair, but they're closed! So are all the stores..."
"No way! You're like....trapped there? How long will the stores be closed? Why are the stores
closed? Is it a holiday of some kind? What holiday? Are we invited? Did you make this up? Are you
still having the beach party? When? Did you get the hula-kitty shirts like last year??"
"Whoa whoa whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"
"......."
"Aaah.....yes. Everything's closed for two whole days, including Garden. It's because of the Knih no
mwara, a Hawaiian holiday. That's what we get for leaving the Americas, ne? I'm paddling out to
West isle now, in my little air-boat. We can't have the party because I didn't buy everything, and
there's nowhere to hold it at. Anyway, I'll be at West Isle in about
3.....2.........wahahahahahhhhhhhh!!!"
Rinoa turned around to hear a whoosh, giant splash, and long, piercing ring. What? Happened?
Two tan arms grabbed the dock from the water. A soaking brown-haired girl in a yellow outfit and
lifejacket crawled up the cherry wooded boatdock and grabbed Squall's leg to pull herself up.
"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Squall fell over into the water.
Heehee! Rinoa pulled up a soaking Selphie and Squall out of the water. "Heehee. .....What?
SQUALL! TURNAROUUUND!"
Squall turned around to see a black pickup truck speeding up to him. It skidded to a stop four
inches away from him, and left a giant cloud of sandy dust that engulfed the vehicle.
Squall could hear the driver- and passenger-side door open and close.What's going on?
The dust slowly cleared to reveal Seifer and Trowa. Seifer was wearing a cowboy outfit, compete
with boots and a hat. Trowa was wearing black jeans and a white shirt with a black flower on it. Her
hair was in a very high ponytail, and the hair sticking out of the ponytail was spiked up in many
places with gel, so it looked, basically, like a pineapple.
Trowa crossed her arms and shook her head side to side at Squall. I can't believe it. He wears the
same exact thing. Always. Even in the fricking summertime...
"So, where's the party, Leonhart? Got all washed up?" Seifer smirked at Squall. Squall's amber-
brown hair looked like a nest of knots, an unfortunate side effect of not wearing waterproof hair gel.
Rinoa hissed at Seifer. "Don't be mean...Squall fell in the water because Selphie tried to pull herself
up."
"......Fine. Everybody, get in. Everything closed cos of some stupid holiday. That means no video
rental, no salsa & chips, and no boating. This is so...uggggh....booo-ring...." Seifer got in the driver's
seat and Rinoa looked hesitant. Seifer was a horrible driver......
"HEY! HEY! WATCH THE UPHOSLTERY! IT AIN'T MINE!!!" Seifer shrieked at Squall and Selphie.
Squall sighed yet again as he went to sit in the back. Selphie happily followed. Selphie loved the
outdoors, so what was wrong with riding in the back of a pickup truck?
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Please R&R! Tankoo! *huggle*