Woog
Written by ~*rage*~
The story of
the origin of a woog. You can steal the concept of the Woog if you want (not
like you'd want to…) this was originally a joke between Rin, Selphie, and me.
Oh yeah, I don't own Final Fantasy 8 or the characters…this is Fanfiction! Written
for the fans by the fans (or the mildly obsessed).
Narrator: As Squall walked through the forest he
stumbled across a small round object, picking it up he realizes it's a woog. So
he cracks it open, expecting the usual prize, but instead he finds what appears
to be hair gel.
Squall: (looks up towards the sky and asks the
Narrator pathetically) Hair gel?
Narrator: Yes, now let me finish-
Squall: But we all know this isn't hair gel!
Narrator: Shut up! Don't make me get Zell…
Squall: (shuts up)
Narrator: Thank you. Now, (smugly) this hair
gel is all white and sticky, so Squall walks down to Balamb Beach and
washes his hands off in the water.
Squall: Does this even have a plot?
Narrator: No! Now shut up!
Squall: (sticks tongue out at the Narrator)
Narrator: (walks up behind Squall and pushes him
into the ocean) HA!
Squall: gurgle….spit…choke… I can't
swim!!!!
Narrator: (looks around helplessly until he/she/it
sees the Woog on the ground) Hang on Squall! (tosses the small round Woog out
into the ocean, a mere foot from him)
(the Woog hits
the water and on impact turns into a giant rubber ducky)
Woog/Rubber
Ducky: (over dramatic
hero voice) I'm here to save you!
Squall: (screams like a girl and takes out his
gunblade, preceding to slash it to a thousand tiny rubber pieces. But left
floating in the knee-high water is the little squeaker. Squall picks it up as
he stands and smiles as he swallows it and laughs, a little high pitched squeak
escaping his lips. Squall walks off towards the Garden.)
Narrator: (smacks forehead) I'm sorry you all had
to witness this…please ignore him. Thank you.
~*owari*~
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