Card and Hotdog Chase

"Ahhhh! What the hell!?!?! Why did you take my freakin' cards?!"
Zell pouted as Squall took all his remaining cards. "Dude, have you ever even played this game?"
"Errrr..........no." Zell answered.
"Heh, well, I have one piece of advice."
"What's that?"
"LEARN HOW TO PLAY!" and with that, Squall picked up his cards and left.
Zell kicked the chair next to him. "Man! Those were my only cards too!"

He finally go up and dragged himself to the Training Center where he found Irvine.
"Hey Dude!" Irvine hollard.
"Hi...." Zell said, sounding depressed.
Irvine walked over to him and patted him on the back. "Hey now, whats wrong little buddy?"
Zell kicked the floor, "Squall took all my cards in that stupid Triple Triad game!"
"Well, like they say, 'You can't win them all!'"
"But!...." Zell stuttered for a moment, "But...I never win!"
"Haha, then you just naturally suck!"
Zell watched Irvine grab his gun and walk around the corner.
"Grrrrr........"

"Hey Rinoa! Wait up!"
Zell ran after Rinoa as she walked down the hall.
"Hey Zell! What's up?"
"You wanna know whats up? Argh! Your stupid boyfriend took all my freakin' cards! I hate that stupid card game! What's it called.....Triple Triad?"
"Something like that..." Rinoa mumbled.
They walked in silence for a few moments until Zell interrupted.
"Hey Rinoa? What time is it?"
Rinoa glanced at her watch and cringed.
"You better run Zell, you know how fast those hotdogs go..."
Rinoa didn't get a chance to finish her sentance for Zell was already all the way down the hall hollering "SAVE SOME FOR MEEE!!!!!"

Zell reached the cafateria panting for breath. "WHERE ARE THEY!?!? WHERE ARE THE HOTDOGS!?!?!"
Zell pushed the remaining people in line and pounded on the counter. "One hotdog here!" He said with a smile.
The cafateria lady only frowned at Zell, "Sorry kid, we just sold the last one." she said as she pointed to the far table in the corner. Zell squinted to see who was sitting there. "Hey!" He shouted as he started for the corner table. There sitting there was Squall, Irvine, Rinoa, Quistis, and Selphie all chowing on hotdogs and playing Triple Triad with Zell's cards.
"HEY! Why didn't you get me a hotdog?"
"Oh sorry Zell!" Selphie said with a snicker.
"Yeah! We didn't know you wanted one!" Squall said as he nudged a laughing Irvine.
"And...and.....what about my cards? Can I have them back now?" Zell pleaded.
"Don't think so buddy! We were playing for keeps!"
At that point Zell was steaming. He lunged for Squall who toppled backwards out of his chair.
"YOU!" POUND "WILL!" SOCK "PAY!" KICK! Squall layed crippled on the floor as Rinoa came to his rescue.
Zell panicked. If Cid finds me, I'll get expelled! What am I gunna do! What am I-.....Zell saw the hotdog on the table. The hot, juicy hotdog that he had been wanting for so long.
Without thinking, Zell, grabbed the hotdog and his old cards and ran out of the cafateria. He ran to the parking lot where he knew he would be safe.
"Yes! Victory!!!"
Zell was ready to take his first bite when the hotdog was snatched out of his hand.
"Hey-"
"-This is mine now Chicken Wuss!" said a deep voice.
Seifer appeared out of the shadows chewing on the remnants of Zell's hotdog.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Seifer ran off snickering with a full mouth.
"Well.." *sniff* ".....at least I still have my cards!"
Zell reached inside his pocket and felt nothing but a huge hole.
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! IM CURSED! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON???"

....to be continued!

Note from Author: I was really bored when I wrote this so...err....ya. K, see ya peeps!