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FONT FACE="Times New Roman"PDisclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, with the possible exception of Vivi since I DO own so much useless Vivi stuff. But I guess they all really belong to Square. Until I raid the studios and take it over, that is. ^_^/P
PAuthor's Note: This was conceived while I was in the car on the way to the mall with my friend. I don't know why I actually wrote it out except for my usual excuse: I'm bored, and I can. This is semi SI in that I play the "director" of the fic. And yes, my real name is Laura./P
PA note on the Japanese suffixes used in this story: I used them because I think they're cute, but I figured that I may as well explain them to anyone who doesn't know what they mean. So here goes: B-chan/B means roughly dear little ____. Used for small children or between close friends./P
P B-kun/B is a friendly term used for males, especially from an older boy to a younger boy./P
P B-san /Bis an honorific term translated as or /P
BP -sama/B is a very honorific term. I've heard it translated as or ./P
PCast: Pinnochio- Vivi Orunitier/P
P Geppetto- Kuja (any last name here???)/P
P Jiminy Cricket- Zidane Tribale /P
P Blue Fairy- Freya Crescent/P
P Smarmy Guys who pick him off the street- Blank and Marcus/P
P Stromboli (Evil Puppeter Guy)- Baku/P
P Coachman (Evil Child Stealing Guy): The Flaming Amarant Coral/P
P Lampwick (Weird Urchin Friend)- Eiko Carol/P
P Monstro the Whale- Quina Qu'en/P
P /P
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PChapter One.../P
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P*the scene is a small workshop in Lindblum, cluttered with all sorts of tools, yards of cloth, bags of stuffing and little containers full of buttons, eyes, thread, needles.... Kuja is in position as Geppetto, but still insists on his usual fruity attire.*/P
PLaura: IOnce upon a time there was a lonely puppet maker named Kuja. He was a widower, and lived with nobody except his moogle, Biggs, and his oglop, Wedge. He was so lonely, in fact, that he decided to make himself a puppet to keep him company/I. /P
PKuja *looking up grumpily from sewing peices of cloth together into a vaguely humanoid shape*: Stop making me sound so pathetic! I could get a date if I wanted! /P
PLaura:...Sure you could. So, anywayI...Kuja began to sew himself a little son for companionship, as he had never had children/I./P
PKuja (in bad Italian accent): *stitch stitch stitch* Ah! Perfetto! My little son is born! I name him...Vivi! *holds up the limp puppet and swings him around the room, pulling at his arms to make him dance. After a minute, Kuja becomes very sad*/P
PKuja: But he is still not real...I want to have a real son...*yawns* Well, it's so late. I'm going to bed now...good-night, my little Vivi!/P
P*he goes to bed, wishing good-night to both Biggs and Wedge*/P
PLaura: IThat night, Kuja stared out his window at the stars, thinking of his puppet son. He stared at the north star, wishing more than anything else in the world for it to become alive, so that he could actually have a real son.../P
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PKuja: Starlight, Starbright, first star that I see tonight...hey! That's Terra!/P
PLaura: Please, Kuja.../P
PKuja: *grumbles* I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight...I wish that Vivi was a real boy instead of a puppet!/P
PLaura: IMeanwhile, out in the workshop, a little cricket had been watching Kuja dance with his puppet. The little cricket found this extremely amusing./P
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P*a tiny Zidane, dressed all in green with a top hat and jacket, is rolling around on the floor, laughing hysterically* /P
PZidane: I can't believe we're RELATED! BWAHAHAH!/P
PLaura: *squashies him with her sneakers to keep him quiet* IAt that moment, a kind fairy had also been watching, had heard his wish and felt sorry for the poor man. She floated softly into the workshop to look at the pathetic looking doll./P
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P*Freya, dressed in a skanky tight blue dress with cheesy strap-on wings and a headband with bent antennae, lands on the scrap and thread covered floor. Her tail is decorated with a huge fluffy blue bow and her hair is held back by a shiny sky blue ribbon. Royal blue high heels are somehow shoved on her rat feet. She doesn't look happy.*/P
PZidane: *hiding in the corner, staring at the rat maiden* Daaaamn! Freya's hot!/P
PFreya: *stamps around in her high heels, trying not to fall. She falls.* OWWWW! DAMMIT! Laura, why do -I- have to be the damn fairy?! Why isn't Eiko the damn fairy! /P
PLaura: Eiko didn't want to be! She wanted to be Vivi's friend, okay? And besides...*laughs through her nose* You look so.... /P
PFreya:...*grumbles as she limps over to the puppet on the table. She takes out her Holy Lance, with a golden paper star crudely taped on, and whacks the puppet over the head with it* /P
PFreya: Come alive, ya hear? /P
PLaura: IWhen the Blue Fary touched Vivi with her wand, he began to glow, and his eyes begin to softly shine. Vivi was alive! /P
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PZidane: *hops out from the corner onto Freya's shoulder* /P
PZidane: Hey, fairy, that was a pretty neat trick there...*wiggles eyebrows* Got any more tricks?/P
PFreya: Zidane, I'm not going to go out with you just---/P
PVivi (very tired and confused sounding...he has been plucked straight from the game into this stupid story): Wh-where am I?/P
P*Zidane and Freya both spin around to look at him. Freya smiles kindly*/P
PFreya: It's okay, Vivi! You were a puppet, but I brought you to life for your father!/P
PVivi: *blinks and tilts his head* Freya-san? What are you talking about? Why are you dressed like that? And Zidane, why are you so small and green? /P
P*both the rat and the thief stare at each other*/P
PZidane: You mean.../P
PFreya: Laura didn't.../P
PLaura: I didn't tell him. It's more fun this way. *wolfish grin*/P
PVivi: Who didn't tell me what?/P
PAll: Nothing. /P
PVivi: Ooookaaaay...so where am I and why are you all weird? Freya-san, are th-those high heels?/P
PFreya: NO! /P
PVivi: Okay, is that a dress, then? /P
PFreya: Grrrrr..../P
PZidane: I think we should say good-night to Freya for now, Vivi-kun. She's having a Bad Day./P
PFreya: Well, if YOU had to wear a---/P
PVivi and Zidane: Good-night, Freya!/P
PLaura: IAnd the Blue Fairy, feeling that she was no longer needed, jumped out of the window into the dark night. /P
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PVivi: What's going on? Why was Freya-san a fairy!? Why's Zidane look like a bug? /P
P*Zidane hops around the room* /P
PZidane: It's a game, Vivi-kun! Just play along. You're a puppet brought to life!/P
PVivi:...th-that's a little close to home, Zidane. /P
PZidane: *shrug* I'm your conscience, since you don't have one yet. You have to become a real boy for your father, who made you./P
PVivi: Who's my father?/P
PZidane: Uhm...*gets nervous* It's..uh...really late, Vivi-kun. You need to sleep now!/P
PVivi: But I'm not---/P
PZidane: Yes you are! You're exhausted! It's late! Go to sleep!/P
PVivi: O-okay, Zidane...*casts on himself and falls fast asleep*/P/FONT/BODY
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