Yes, you guessed it, we are once again joining our lovable Final Fantasy VIII characters. Quistis, Rinoa, and Fuujin are out exploring the club for info while Selphie and Edea decided to hold their table up front to avoid suspicion.
Quistis- So, where do we start?
Rinoa- The guys said they needed us to try and figure out who's running this place.
Quistis- I guess we could ask a waitress, or maybe the bartender.
Fuujin- SUSPICIOUS!
Rinoa- Fuujin's got a point. We don't wanna be too obvious.
Quistis- Hmmm......If we went backstage and asked around it might be easier to slip it into the conversation.
Fuujin- *looks nervous* BACKSTAGE?
Waitress- Ummm, excuse me? Would you mind lowering your voice? You're disturbing the other customers.
Fuujin- RAGE!
Quistis- Down girl! *elbows Fuujin in the side* We'll make sure she behaves.
Waitress- *nods, backing away fearfully as Fuujin gives her deathlook*
Rinoa- Dear Hyne, you've gotta calm down, Fuuj. Do you always have to overreact and be so loud?
Fuujin- AFFIRMATIVE!
Quistis- We are undercover, remember? I'd say this was a good time for a lifestyle change.
Rinoa- Quis, think about that statement you just said and where we are right now. That didn't come out quite right.
Quistis- *furrows eyebrows thinking, then realizes....* Oops.....well, you get my meaning.
Fuujin- I.....I......it's not my fault, ok? I just can't break the habit.
Rinoa- What do you mean? What made you start talking like that in the first place.
Fuujin- Well, it was a long time ago....
*screen does that nifty wobbly thing that always happens before a flashback. We are now in a dorm room at Balamb Garden, 10 years ago*
Young Fuujin- I guess this isn't so bad. Maybe I'm going to like living at Garden.
Young Raijin- *bursts through the doors* Hey, ya know? I'm your new roommate, ya know? Names Raijin! Like lightening, ya know? I hear your name's Fuujin. That means wind, ya know? We're like a storm together, ya know? We're gonna be inseparable, ya know? Can't wait to get my things unpacked, ya......
Young Fuujin- QUIET! Sheesh, don't you ever shut.......
Young Raijin- Wow, you can yell really loud, ya know? I didn't know girls could do that, ya know?
Young Fuujin- Girls can do anything! And what's with all that "ya know" crap? You're like some cheap teen statistic rip off out to make fun of the Generation X crowd because we're all doomed to speak mall talk after too much TV and junk food........or something.
Young Raijin- Wow, and you say I talk alot, ya know? Hey, did you hear about the.....?
Young Fuujin- I don't care! You're really starting to piss me off, ya know? I mean......errm.....damnit!
Young Raijin- Ha! See, it's easier than you think, ya know!
Young Fuujin- Why you little......*doesn't notice as a Young Seifer walks into the room* RAGE! *commences pummeling Young Raijin*
Young Seifer- Wow, you're pretty tough. Don't meet many girls like you around here.
Young Fuujin- *looking up from her handiwork at Seifer, at a loss for words, knowing he's the young boy who's decided to start up a Discipline Committee to keep students in line* I....I.....ANNOYING! *points to Raijin*
Young Seifer- Yeah, I know. Still makes a good sidekick for the new DC, though.
Young Fuujin- *afraid to get in trouble* FORGIVE?
Young Fuujin- With a voice like that? You're perfect for the DC. Come to my room for the meeting in 10 minutes *leaves*
*Both Young Fuujin and Young Raijin watch Young Seifer leave with dreamy looks on their faces*
Young Fuujin- Wow......he's so.....so......
Young Raijin- Tell me about it.
Young Fuujin- *gives him angered yet horrified look* RAGE!
Young Raijin- AHHHH!
*screen once again does nifty flash back thing as we're returned to present time*
Fuujin- So, you see, I thought I had to talk that way to impress Seifer. Besides, it was the only way to get Raijin to shut up!
Quistis- I can't believe it.
Rinoa- No kidding. I never knew Raijin was hot for Seifer.
Quistis- Hey, princess......focus?
Rinoa- Sorry.
Fuujin- Anyway, I promise I'll be good. At least until we meet up with the boys.
Quistis- I guess we can live with that. So, how are we going to get backstage?
Rinoa- One of us could pretend to be a performer. But who looks enough like a guy to pull it off?
*Quistis and Fuujin look at each other with a grin and then turn to Rinoa*
Rinoa- I resent that!
Quistis- You can pretend you're taking us back to show us around.
Rinoa- *being dragged towards the back by Quistis and Fuujin* But, if you're coming, why can't we all pretend to be talent?
Fuujin- It's more believable this way.
Rinoa- But, wait a minute.......
*Meanwhile, upstairs, the boys are all in their costumes, trying to sneak back into the head office to look for info before the show starts*
Squall- I can't believe I'm wearing this.
Seifer- You're the one who asked for leather.
Squall- Not white! And certainly not this little of it! *Squall is dressed in a ribbon thin tube top and micro mini, both made of.....white leather. And that's ALL he's wearing :-)
Irvine- Don't sweat it, Squally. Not like you need that much to cover......../that/.
Squall- What's that supposed to mean?
Irvine- Nothing. *eg*
Raijin- I kinda like mine, ya know? Not as scary as I thought it would be. *wearing eastern belly-dancer type get-up*
Seifer- You want scary, just wait till you're taking it off.
Raijin- *looks woozy*
Zell- You're one to talk! You look a bad impression of Jessica Rabbit!
Seifer- *in red, sequin gown much like Jessica Rabbit's from "Who framed Roger Rabbit"* Shut up, Chicken-Wuss. Besides.......this thing does wonders for my figure.
Zell- *stares* Uh huh.......anyway......can we hurry it up, these fathers are chaffing me! *wearing something that looks like a cross between a peacock and a very angry parot* Do you have any idea what it's like to have feathers tickling your......
Squall- Dear Hyne, I beg you not to finish that sentence! I have enough evil thoughts in my head already to warrant a lifetime of therapy sessions.
Irvine- Calm it, Squally-poo. Or is"The Cowgirl" going have to rope you into submission? *dressed in something out of a bad western flick, complete with pig-tails*
Squall- You ARE getting too into this.
Seifer- Finally! We're back at the offices. Hmmm, doesn't seem to be anyone around. Should we try and sneak inside?
Zell- *jiggles door handle* It's locked. Need me to pick it? *whips out lock pick tool set from......somewhere*
Irvine- Where on earth were you hiding that?
Zell- You don't wanna know.
Squall- Just hurry up with it, Zell. We'll keep watch.
*Just as Zell is about to start working the lock.......*
Costume Girl- There you boys are!
Seifer- *stepping in front of Zell to block him as the young blonde frantically tries to re-hide his tool kit* We were.....uhhh.....looking for.....YOU!
Raijin- Right! But.....errrm.....we got lost, ya know?
Irvine- So.....we figured we'd check and see if the bosses could......could.....
Squall- Point us in the right direction.
Costume Girl- *completely oblivious to what the boys had been up to* Won't find them around here anymore. They're downstairs gettin' ready. And you better hurry your cute buns up, too. Know why?
Zell- *stepping out from behind Seifer, with.....no tools in site* Do we wanna know?
Costume Girl- You sure do! Cause sweethearts.......IT'S SHOWTIME!
Squall- Someone please shoot me......
Costume Girl- What was that, hun?
Boys Together- NOTHING!
*****
Part....ummm....5, is it? Sorry I got behind, but I need to be in a comedy mood. Still want more? Keep saying so! :-)
Quistis- So, where do we start?
Rinoa- The guys said they needed us to try and figure out who's running this place.
Quistis- I guess we could ask a waitress, or maybe the bartender.
Fuujin- SUSPICIOUS!
Rinoa- Fuujin's got a point. We don't wanna be too obvious.
Quistis- Hmmm......If we went backstage and asked around it might be easier to slip it into the conversation.
Fuujin- *looks nervous* BACKSTAGE?
Waitress- Ummm, excuse me? Would you mind lowering your voice? You're disturbing the other customers.
Fuujin- RAGE!
Quistis- Down girl! *elbows Fuujin in the side* We'll make sure she behaves.
Waitress- *nods, backing away fearfully as Fuujin gives her deathlook*
Rinoa- Dear Hyne, you've gotta calm down, Fuuj. Do you always have to overreact and be so loud?
Fuujin- AFFIRMATIVE!
Quistis- We are undercover, remember? I'd say this was a good time for a lifestyle change.
Rinoa- Quis, think about that statement you just said and where we are right now. That didn't come out quite right.
Quistis- *furrows eyebrows thinking, then realizes....* Oops.....well, you get my meaning.
Fuujin- I.....I......it's not my fault, ok? I just can't break the habit.
Rinoa- What do you mean? What made you start talking like that in the first place.
Fuujin- Well, it was a long time ago....
*screen does that nifty wobbly thing that always happens before a flashback. We are now in a dorm room at Balamb Garden, 10 years ago*
Young Fuujin- I guess this isn't so bad. Maybe I'm going to like living at Garden.
Young Raijin- *bursts through the doors* Hey, ya know? I'm your new roommate, ya know? Names Raijin! Like lightening, ya know? I hear your name's Fuujin. That means wind, ya know? We're like a storm together, ya know? We're gonna be inseparable, ya know? Can't wait to get my things unpacked, ya......
Young Fuujin- QUIET! Sheesh, don't you ever shut.......
Young Raijin- Wow, you can yell really loud, ya know? I didn't know girls could do that, ya know?
Young Fuujin- Girls can do anything! And what's with all that "ya know" crap? You're like some cheap teen statistic rip off out to make fun of the Generation X crowd because we're all doomed to speak mall talk after too much TV and junk food........or something.
Young Raijin- Wow, and you say I talk alot, ya know? Hey, did you hear about the.....?
Young Fuujin- I don't care! You're really starting to piss me off, ya know? I mean......errm.....damnit!
Young Raijin- Ha! See, it's easier than you think, ya know!
Young Fuujin- Why you little......*doesn't notice as a Young Seifer walks into the room* RAGE! *commences pummeling Young Raijin*
Young Seifer- Wow, you're pretty tough. Don't meet many girls like you around here.
Young Fuujin- *looking up from her handiwork at Seifer, at a loss for words, knowing he's the young boy who's decided to start up a Discipline Committee to keep students in line* I....I.....ANNOYING! *points to Raijin*
Young Seifer- Yeah, I know. Still makes a good sidekick for the new DC, though.
Young Fuujin- *afraid to get in trouble* FORGIVE?
Young Fuujin- With a voice like that? You're perfect for the DC. Come to my room for the meeting in 10 minutes *leaves*
*Both Young Fuujin and Young Raijin watch Young Seifer leave with dreamy looks on their faces*
Young Fuujin- Wow......he's so.....so......
Young Raijin- Tell me about it.
Young Fuujin- *gives him angered yet horrified look* RAGE!
Young Raijin- AHHHH!
*screen once again does nifty flash back thing as we're returned to present time*
Fuujin- So, you see, I thought I had to talk that way to impress Seifer. Besides, it was the only way to get Raijin to shut up!
Quistis- I can't believe it.
Rinoa- No kidding. I never knew Raijin was hot for Seifer.
Quistis- Hey, princess......focus?
Rinoa- Sorry.
Fuujin- Anyway, I promise I'll be good. At least until we meet up with the boys.
Quistis- I guess we can live with that. So, how are we going to get backstage?
Rinoa- One of us could pretend to be a performer. But who looks enough like a guy to pull it off?
*Quistis and Fuujin look at each other with a grin and then turn to Rinoa*
Rinoa- I resent that!
Quistis- You can pretend you're taking us back to show us around.
Rinoa- *being dragged towards the back by Quistis and Fuujin* But, if you're coming, why can't we all pretend to be talent?
Fuujin- It's more believable this way.
Rinoa- But, wait a minute.......
*Meanwhile, upstairs, the boys are all in their costumes, trying to sneak back into the head office to look for info before the show starts*
Squall- I can't believe I'm wearing this.
Seifer- You're the one who asked for leather.
Squall- Not white! And certainly not this little of it! *Squall is dressed in a ribbon thin tube top and micro mini, both made of.....white leather. And that's ALL he's wearing :-)
Irvine- Don't sweat it, Squally. Not like you need that much to cover......../that/.
Squall- What's that supposed to mean?
Irvine- Nothing. *eg*
Raijin- I kinda like mine, ya know? Not as scary as I thought it would be. *wearing eastern belly-dancer type get-up*
Seifer- You want scary, just wait till you're taking it off.
Raijin- *looks woozy*
Zell- You're one to talk! You look a bad impression of Jessica Rabbit!
Seifer- *in red, sequin gown much like Jessica Rabbit's from "Who framed Roger Rabbit"* Shut up, Chicken-Wuss. Besides.......this thing does wonders for my figure.
Zell- *stares* Uh huh.......anyway......can we hurry it up, these fathers are chaffing me! *wearing something that looks like a cross between a peacock and a very angry parot* Do you have any idea what it's like to have feathers tickling your......
Squall- Dear Hyne, I beg you not to finish that sentence! I have enough evil thoughts in my head already to warrant a lifetime of therapy sessions.
Irvine- Calm it, Squally-poo. Or is"The Cowgirl" going have to rope you into submission? *dressed in something out of a bad western flick, complete with pig-tails*
Squall- You ARE getting too into this.
Seifer- Finally! We're back at the offices. Hmmm, doesn't seem to be anyone around. Should we try and sneak inside?
Zell- *jiggles door handle* It's locked. Need me to pick it? *whips out lock pick tool set from......somewhere*
Irvine- Where on earth were you hiding that?
Zell- You don't wanna know.
Squall- Just hurry up with it, Zell. We'll keep watch.
*Just as Zell is about to start working the lock.......*
Costume Girl- There you boys are!
Seifer- *stepping in front of Zell to block him as the young blonde frantically tries to re-hide his tool kit* We were.....uhhh.....looking for.....YOU!
Raijin- Right! But.....errrm.....we got lost, ya know?
Irvine- So.....we figured we'd check and see if the bosses could......could.....
Squall- Point us in the right direction.
Costume Girl- *completely oblivious to what the boys had been up to* Won't find them around here anymore. They're downstairs gettin' ready. And you better hurry your cute buns up, too. Know why?
Zell- *stepping out from behind Seifer, with.....no tools in site* Do we wanna know?
Costume Girl- You sure do! Cause sweethearts.......IT'S SHOWTIME!
Squall- Someone please shoot me......
Costume Girl- What was that, hun?
Boys Together- NOTHING!
*****
Part....ummm....5, is it? Sorry I got behind, but I need to be in a comedy mood. Still want more? Keep saying so! :-)