Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VIII. I do own X, X-2, and XII but I borrowed VIII from a friend.

And sorry about the spelling errors. I was in a rush for the past couple of chapters. I hope that doesn't keep you guys from reading! I really can spell!

Quistis took a left on Anders street. She was heading for Publix to buy a gallon of Publix Moo-linium Crunch ice cream. She loved Publix; shopping there was always a pleasure. But right now, she wasn't thinking about pleasurable shopping or Blue Bell ice cream. A plan was quickly formulating in her mind.

"Seifer, babe, I need your help."

"Sure, baby. What's up?"

"Well, my sister is going through minor depression right now because your brother broke up with her."

On the other line, Quistis could tell that Seifer was eating. In the background, she could hear someone else talking. "No, its not Rinoa! Sheesh. Sorry, I was talking to Squall here. He seems angry and depressed all in one." Next there was a thud and Seifer's voice yelling, "Dude! Get offa me! I'm sorry alright. Gosh. Anyway, he should've broken up with her."

"I'm have every right and piece of mind to hang up this phone, but I'm not gonna do that. Squall probably told you what he saw, but that's not the full story."

She could hear him get quieter so that Squall wouldn't hear what he said. "Speak, babe."

She told him and Seifer was quiet the whole time, even a few minutes after she was done talking. Then he said, "Whoa. Ethan was always obsessed with women, but I didn't know he was like that!"

"Yeah. So can you help me?" She parked and got out.

"Can I know what it is exactly that you need help with first?"

"Sure. Well see, you know that date we have on Friday?" Quistis walked in, directly to the frozen food aisle.

"Wait, are you still going?"

"Yes, sweetie. I'm still going. Anyway, Rinoa wants to work this whole problem out with Squall, but she knows that he won't talk to her. So I was thinking that we make them talk to each other." Taking the frozen treat, she went to the line and paid.

"And how exactly are we going to do that?" She heard a door close and thought that Seifer must've gone to his room.

"Well, when I come to your apartment, I'll bring Rinoa with me. I don't think she knows that we all live in the same building yet. That way, while we're gone, they can sort through it all. Do you think that'll work?" Walking out, Quitis went to her car and put the ice cream in the passenger seat. Backing out, she made her way back home.

"It might. Just remember, you can lead the horse to water, but you can't make him drink. And trust me, my brother is as stubborn as a mule."

"I wonder where he gets it from." She heard him huff through the phone and laughed. Well, I gotta go give my sister girl-break-up treatment."

"Let me guess: ice cream?"

"Ice cream and brownies. Aren't I awesome?"

"Just wonderful, sweetheart. See ya later."

"Okay. Bye!"

Quistis walked into the apartment looking around. There wasn't any sight or sound of her other sister. "Rinoa?" she called. No answer. She sat the ice cream on the kitchen table. "Rinoa?" she called again. The light brunette stopped and sniffed the air. There was a smell of something. . . . chocolate maybe?

Quistis went into the kitchen and looked at the oven--it was on. Walking over to it, she opened the door and inhaled the heavy scent. "Well," she mumbled, "I guess Rin didn't want me to make them. She always could cook better."

"Yeah, I could." Rinoa walked in and saw her sister peeping in the oven. She giggled and her older sibling turned to look at her.

The brunette heaved a sigh of relief. "You scared me. I thought you had committed suicide or something."

Rinoa looked thoughtful for a moment. "That doesn't sound so bad."

"Girl! Quit playing with me and let's eat something good!"

And there's number ten! I feel really good. And I would like to thank Azarethian Titan for his/her reviews and critisism. I really appreciate it and it really helps.

See? No spelling errors!