A/N: Hi again! I have some bad news. I can only write when I have no tests, quizzes, or homework. And that usually comes on Saturday or a holiday. ;_; Same with my games. *sob*
Disclaimer: … I think I'll just stop saying this sooner or later. I don't own Final Fantasy 8 or any cartoons of any kind.
Escape from Death
Squall was slowly being dragged to the cafeteria as he panicked. His eyes darted around for some escape route or some item to help him get away. All he could spot was a plank of wood, about one yard, an anvil, a bowling ball, and three yards of rope. He thought in a rush of thoughts and thought, 'Dial it in, amp it up!' (No, just kidding) 'That's right! I've seen it in all of those cartoons that Rinoa always drools and giggles about! I can catapult myself out of here!'
He carefully slipped out of Selphie's poor grasp and left a stuffed doll that had a resemblance of a cartoon lion with a crown on his head. The tag attached to his nose read, "Leo the Lion." Squall rushed over to the pile of items and observed them. On the bowling ball, there was a print that said, "rubber," but ignored it. He set the plank of wood on the surprisingly triangular anvil and painfully carried the bowling ball in his mouth. Standing on one side of the plank, he threw the bowling ball on the other side. The bowling ball, being a bowling ball, was too heavy for the plank of wood and hurled Squall into the air. It bent the wood, sending Squall forward a little too much. The rubber ball bounced back up quickly.
*crash*
Squall lay on the floor, surprised that his plan had failed. He clumsily walked out into the hallway, escaping from Death. He headed for the Infirmary and waited patiently at the door. He glanced at his Griever necklace and sighed.
Guessing that he was okay, he walked off to somebody that would care about him. He jogged over to the dorm rooms and went to his own dorm. He found Rinoa drooling and giggling over cartoons that were similar to what he had just gone through. He walked to his former bed and slept.
"EEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKK!!!"
Squall jumped to his feet at the screams of the students and the vibration from the floor. He rushed out of the dorm and toward the Training Center where the screams came from. There was a large crowd at the entrance. He squished through underneath everybody and sometimes between legs. Some girls blushed and giggled when their skirts were blown up because of his fast speed.
He reached the save point near the Secret Area and spotted a "horrifying" sight. He saw a silver object that had a mean look. It appeared to have a jetpack with three boosters that appeared to look like huge ditches. Its lean face, specific with muscles, nose, ears, and all of the body parts. His metal hat had an imprint that read, "Yoo Must Dy" on the back, obviously written by some sort of stupid maniac. His huge chin made him seem like a sergeant of some sort. He had military boots and clothes with a green camouflage-type background. It had a machine gun and a bullet vest.
Squall glanced down at the tiny robot that stood before him. He crouched over to see him better and simply placed a paw on it and squashed it, driving it into the floor. A mysterious shadow watched with a remote control and growled with exasperation. "I didn't know I had to do this," she said. Squall spotted the shadow and watched her press a red button on a remote control. He stared at the small robot underneath his paw. It started to shake and get up. It jumped on Squall and prepared to self-destruct.
*BOOM!*
Squall stood, uninjured. Gazing at the pathetic little robot, he squished it once more and left for the shadow that he had seen. He ran over to the shadow that had been there before. As he turned around the corner, he met *gasp* SASKIA!!!
She held another worthless robot in her hand of the same type. "Take this!" she shouted ducking for cover. It harmlessly hit Squall's head. She pressed the big red button once more and waited for it to explode. Squall walked over to it, picked it up, and walked over to Saskia. She panicked and tried to SLOWLY run away in a unicycle. Squall just slowly walked along with her with the robot on his head.
"5,4,3,2,1. Self-destruct sequence, finished."
The tiny robot exploded, sending Saskia off to an empty Dumpster, killing her. Squall had a huge sweat drop appeared on his head. He ignored the little scene that had occurred and ignored it. He walked off to see what else there was to do.
Meanwhile…
The room was full of chemicals and formulas. It appeared to be a laboratory of some sort. There was a huge gadget in the corner. There was a mechanical device stuck to the side of a door that said in a mechanical voice, "Termination of Saskia: complete. Release clone!" The door on the gadget opened and stepped out *gasp* two more Saskias!
Back at Garden…
Quistis hummed to herself as she strolled over to the Cafeteria. She grabbed a hot dog and sat down. She spotted Zell hiding in a corner and walked over to him. "Hey, Zell. You want one of my hot dogs? I have one. I don't even like hot dogs!"
Zell's eyes widened. "What did you say?"
Quistis replied, "Do you want my hot dog? I don't like them."
"YOU DON'T LIKE HOT DOGS??? YOU MUST DIE!!!"
"Eep."
Quistis ran away from Zell, afraid that he might literally kill her. Zell grabbed the hot dog that she left behind and gulped it. "Yes! I'm charged up and ready for a whole new day!" he shouted happily. He gazed out of the window in the Cafeteria and grinned. Suddenly, the sun went down and everybody training outside rushed in, leaving many dust clouds outlined with the students' bodies. Zell sulked and headed to his dorm.
He got to his dorm to see Anthani sleeping on his bed. Zell smiled and gently picked him up and laying him down on a small, fluffy pillow. Zell lay his head down and went to sleep.
***
Rinoa got up from a pile of drool that she was sleeping in. "Oh! I must've fallen asleep! I think I'll go to sleep again after I watch the 100 hour marathon on why games are so fun!" she exclaimed. She cleaned up the drool and sat back down. She stared at the television screen that had a picture of Cloud Strife and his status.
***
Selphie bounced on her bed continuously with a smile on her face. The radio beside her bed had extremely high volume as shouted out, "Get free tickets to see the Frontroad Girls! From every answer you get right is how many tickets you get! Don't wait! Call 1-800 TICKETS!" Selphie dialed in the number in her phone and waited for somebody to pick the phone up.
*click* "Hello. Would you like a ticket?" asked the kind operator that worked at the station.
"YES! SIX PLEASE!" she yelled, making the operator fall out of her chair.
"Yes, ma'am. Please name the people that will be receiving the tickets," she replied weakly, getting back into her chair.
"Names? Okay. Squall Leonhart, Rinoa Heartily, Selphie Tilmitt, Irvine Kinneas, Quistis Trepe, and Zell Dincht." she replied calmly.
"WOW! AREN'T YOU GUYS THE GROUP THAT SAVED THE WORLD? HAVE THE TICKETS! YOU WOULD HAVE ANSWERED RIGHT ANYWAY!"
Selphie fell out of her chair. On the way down, she hit her head on the desk, her leg on her chair, her stomach on her nunchaku on the floor, and her ear scratched a piece of metal on the desk. 'Man, she yells LOUD!' she thought. Since she couldn't get up, she yelled out, "OKAY! PLEASE MAIL THE TICKETS TO SELPHIE TILMITT AT BALAMB GARDEN!"
The operator hung up, feeling happy that she had the opportunity to talk to one of the saviors of the earth. She immediately sent out the tickets, attaching a note telling Selphie to get everybody's autograph and send them back to her with the attached pen and paper. (Wow, what a fan!)
Selphie sighed and went to sleep, ignoring her injuries.
***
Irvine hung up his phone and frowned. 'That's the eleventh one this week!' he thought. 'Will I ever find the right one?' He tiredly picked up a newspaper and looked for an ad for any that were available. (Can you guess what he's looking for? It might be the obvious, it might not.)
***
Quistis walked out of the Classroom after a tough lesson of the "Birds and the Bees." A particular teenager with a trench coat, a gunblade, and two humiliating friends as a posse had purposely been asking her tons of questions that made it even more difficult. Counting the stuttering that she made had made the class very late for every other class they had.
She noted to herself to tell the Regent about her problems with Seifer. Heading for her Dorm, she read a page of the dictionary (0_0) and memorized it. She climbed into her bed, reciting the dictionary entries she had memorized over the month. After counting words that jumped over the fence-of-no-wrong-spellings-or-pronunciations and fell asleep. (Now we know how she became so smart, huh?)
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A/N: Yes! I'm finished! It occupied all of my free time, but I'm finished! Time to go and read some fics now! Hope you enjoyed it!