TO THE GIRL WHO'S GOT IT ALL

"How 'bout... er.... jewelery?"
"Aww come on! She's the queen of Alexandria, don't you think she's got
enough jewelery?"
"Yeah, you're probably right. Chocolate?"
"Too common. I wanna give her something special!"
Zidane sat down on a bench, exhausted after many hours of futile
searching. He had been trough every shop in Alexandria without finding
anything. Dagger's 17th birthday was to be celebrated in only a couple
of days, and Zidane still hadn't found a gift for her.
Blank sighed slowly, deep in thought. He had been kind enough to
join his young friend in the quest for a perfect present, but now he
was running out of ideas.
"Special, huh?" he muttered. Zidane nodded, "you know, something she
doesn't already have."
"What about.... no. Never mind.... You could.... nope, forget that!
I don't know, man. I bet she haven't got a dead lobster..?"
Zidane couldn't help but laugh. "A dead lobster?! Oh yeah, that's
romantic. She'll love me for that!"
"She loves you already, I don't see the problem. Look, I've gotta
head back to Lindblum soon. We've got a show tomorrow in Treno.
Tantalus goes on even with out you, you know."
Zidane sighed again. "Alright. Thanks anyway. Say hi to the others
from me, willya? And... break a leg!"
Blank grinned and disappeared in the crowd. It was starting to
get darker, and Zidane realised that he didn't have much time left.
He would just have to find something on his own. How hard could
it be? He got to his feet and walked planlessly down the street.
Where to go? They had been trough all the shops, except for the
weapon store. Zidane didn't think it very romantic to give
his girlfriend a weapon for her birthday...!
Blank had agreed.
"This was so much easier before!" he muttered frustrated to himself.
"I never had this problem with Christine or Grace or Lilly or...
At least they wouldn't mind if I just simply bought them a dress."
He felt bad for thinking like that. It wasn't Dagger's fault after
all. But still.... She probably wouldn't mind if he bought her a
dress, but he wanted to give her something completely unique!
And a dress was certainly not a very unique thing for a queen.
Suddenly, he felt his face connect with solid surface and before he
could even let out a whimper of surprise he found himself sprawled
on the ground with a soaring pain in his forehead.
"Awww man.... What was that?" He was laying in front of a weird old
shop with large windows and an old wooden door. He wondered vaguely
who had decided to place an old shop right where he had been
walking, but realised that he might as well check it out.
He rubbed his forehead and got heavily to his feet.
"Great," he muttered, "I'll probably get a large bruise or
something. Just what I need right now...!"
He wondered if anyone had noticed him, and preyed that they hadn't!
How had he allowed himself to get so lost in thought that he had
walked straight into a wall? Oh yeah, he'd be one great king..!
He opened the door slowly and peeked inside.





[Authors note: I know this sucks. Thing is I've got writers block
at the moment, and this was the best story I could come up with.
Hope you like it anyway ^_^
Want me to continue?]