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Boring Disclaimer: (Do I need one on each chapter?) none of the characters belong to me. They're all © Squaresoft.
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Seifer awoke from his little trip to LaLaLand and looked around. Everyone was dressed in karate costumes, so he assumed that they were doing that Kung Fu song. Zell seemed perfectly in place, kicking and punching the enemies that didn't exist. Squall was hunched over on the bench, glaring at the others. "Oh! You're awake!" Selphie hopped over to Seifer and put a costume in front of his face, "You're gonna wear this!"
"Great..." Seifer mumbled as he took the costume and walked off to the dressing rooms.
Seifer came out clad in the white uniform, his body was VERY well-built and he looked quite nice in the costume. He grinned proudly as Quistis did a little cat-call at him. Rinoa looked at Seifer, then at Squall, "SQUA-ALL! Why can't YOU look sexy like that?! Look sexy like Seifer!"
"...." was Squall's only reply.
"SQUALL!" Rinoa screamed, her high pitched voice was so far out of human ears that Angelo ran for cover.
"Rinoa...please shut up," Quistis said, patting the hernia-prone girl on the shoulder.
Rinoa gasped for breath, "Fi-ne...SELPHIEEEEE!! Why can't I dance?! I wanna do pelvic thrusts with Squally-poo!"
"UGH," Squall groaned as he marched off to a changing room.
He didn't get far, since Rinoa clung onto him like a wet blanket, right on the leg. He used his other foot to try and kick her off, but Rinoa said, "You wouldn't hurt a pretty face like this? Would you?"
She gave little anime sparkle eyes and Squall gagged, "I wouldn't...but you're not pretty."
"WHAT?!" Rinoa's mouth dropped open.
Squall pried her off his leg and walked back to the group, Rinoa face down on the ground, sobbing her beady little eyes out. Seifer sat, there, chuckling. Selphie coughed and whispered, "Irvine...change your boxers."
"Huh?" Irvine asked, confused.
"Change your boxers..." Selphie repeated.
"Oh Selphie, don't look there you naughty naughty girl!" he giggled insanely.
"Yo, Irvine, the pretty pink pansies on your boxers want out," Seifer said, mockingly.
"Eh?" Irvine looked down.
Sure enough, the white pants were a little see-through and the pink flowers on his boxers were leaking through the thin spots. "Ah crap," Irvine groaned as he walked off to change...again.
"So when are you gonna get this going?" Zell asked, still punching the air until Seifer pushed him into the bushes.
"Hey Quistis...nice uniform, you're lookin' pretty fine there!" Seifer commented with a wink.
Quistis couldn't help but blush a bit, "Aw, thanks Seifer, you're looking pretty damn sexy yoursel--"
"AHEM!" Selphie yelled, "Could we PLEASE start?
"Ok," Quistis and Seifer replied in harmony.
"Ok, Seifer, you're walking out in that little strut you do," Selphie pointed from the right wing of the stage to the center front.
"What strut?" Seifer asked, tilting his head to the side.
"Y'know! The one that you always do with your posse?"
"Oh, that one. Ok," Seifer smirked.
"Then, you're gonna come down BEHIND to Seifer, Quistis," Selphie's finger wandered from the left wing to the center of the stage, "Then, Seifer turns around and beckons Quistis to come down. After that, he starts doing the Kung Fu Macarena!"
"I do what?" Seifer's eyes widened.
"You do this, silly!" Selphie demostrated once again.
She strutted down the stage in a super model walk. Then she pretended to motion Quistis forward. Next came the Macarena. "Punch punch, kick kick, jump-pivot, hands on butt, SWIIIING, jump-pivot. Seifer and the others will put their hands on the back of their heads and do a pelvic thrust like so," Selphie thrust her hips forward with a grunt and everyone giggled.
"You hafta get the grunt in along with the 'HOU' in the song or it'll be all messed up," Selphie instructed.
"That's great, Selph, but what do I do?"
"Teehee! You'll be doing the same thing as me, Quisty! When the guys do their little pelvic thrust, you also put your hands on the back of your head, but instead of the pelvic thrust, you swing your hips to the side, to Seifer."
Quistis stared at Selphie in disbelief. Seifer stood there as well, but instead of staring, he grinned. Irvine came out in his brand new WHITE boxers (hehe. *coough*) Quistis shrugged and swung her hips to the left. "Woohoo! Go Quistis!" Zell called from the bushes.
"I thought I got rid of you," Seifer stomped over to the bushes and pushed Zell back into them.
Thuds could be heard as Zell rolled down the hill at an ever-increasing rate. "Quit hurting the other dancers!" Selphie whined.
Squall looked up from his dismal look, "Selphie, what do we do?"
"YOU just sit there and look depressed, got it, Puberty Boy?" Seifer pushed Squall's left shoulder.
"Maldición tú, Seifero," was all that could be heard from below since Zell was stuck in the bushes.
"Stop cussing in Spanish!" Quistis yelled down at Zell.
"Maldición zorra," Zell mumbled.
"I heard that!" Quistis screamed.
Selphie cleared her throat loudly and turned to Squall. "You, Zell, and Irvine will be on the sides. You'll come out with Quistis, Zell comes out by himself, and I'll come out with Irvine, teehee!"
"...whatever."
Rinoa dragged Zell back up, battered and dirtied. Seifer chuckled at the disensembled blonde. Squall just shook his head. "Okie, Zell, Irvine, Squall, lemme show you what to do."
The three other guys walked over to Selphie and gathered in a little huddle. The only thing that gave the others a clue of what was going on was Selphie's finger pointing every which way and Irvine's numerous comments of 'grinding.'
"Ok! Let's do a run-through of this!" Selphie clapped her hands together as everyone else slumped over to the wings of the stage.
The music blared and Seifer strutted out...
[What happens? Stay tuned!]
Boring Disclaimer: (Do I need one on each chapter?) none of the characters belong to me. They're all © Squaresoft.
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Seifer awoke from his little trip to LaLaLand and looked around. Everyone was dressed in karate costumes, so he assumed that they were doing that Kung Fu song. Zell seemed perfectly in place, kicking and punching the enemies that didn't exist. Squall was hunched over on the bench, glaring at the others. "Oh! You're awake!" Selphie hopped over to Seifer and put a costume in front of his face, "You're gonna wear this!"
"Great..." Seifer mumbled as he took the costume and walked off to the dressing rooms.
Seifer came out clad in the white uniform, his body was VERY well-built and he looked quite nice in the costume. He grinned proudly as Quistis did a little cat-call at him. Rinoa looked at Seifer, then at Squall, "SQUA-ALL! Why can't YOU look sexy like that?! Look sexy like Seifer!"
"...." was Squall's only reply.
"SQUALL!" Rinoa screamed, her high pitched voice was so far out of human ears that Angelo ran for cover.
"Rinoa...please shut up," Quistis said, patting the hernia-prone girl on the shoulder.
Rinoa gasped for breath, "Fi-ne...SELPHIEEEEE!! Why can't I dance?! I wanna do pelvic thrusts with Squally-poo!"
"UGH," Squall groaned as he marched off to a changing room.
He didn't get far, since Rinoa clung onto him like a wet blanket, right on the leg. He used his other foot to try and kick her off, but Rinoa said, "You wouldn't hurt a pretty face like this? Would you?"
She gave little anime sparkle eyes and Squall gagged, "I wouldn't...but you're not pretty."
"WHAT?!" Rinoa's mouth dropped open.
Squall pried her off his leg and walked back to the group, Rinoa face down on the ground, sobbing her beady little eyes out. Seifer sat, there, chuckling. Selphie coughed and whispered, "Irvine...change your boxers."
"Huh?" Irvine asked, confused.
"Change your boxers..." Selphie repeated.
"Oh Selphie, don't look there you naughty naughty girl!" he giggled insanely.
"Yo, Irvine, the pretty pink pansies on your boxers want out," Seifer said, mockingly.
"Eh?" Irvine looked down.
Sure enough, the white pants were a little see-through and the pink flowers on his boxers were leaking through the thin spots. "Ah crap," Irvine groaned as he walked off to change...again.
"So when are you gonna get this going?" Zell asked, still punching the air until Seifer pushed him into the bushes.
"Hey Quistis...nice uniform, you're lookin' pretty fine there!" Seifer commented with a wink.
Quistis couldn't help but blush a bit, "Aw, thanks Seifer, you're looking pretty damn sexy yoursel--"
"AHEM!" Selphie yelled, "Could we PLEASE start?
"Ok," Quistis and Seifer replied in harmony.
"Ok, Seifer, you're walking out in that little strut you do," Selphie pointed from the right wing of the stage to the center front.
"What strut?" Seifer asked, tilting his head to the side.
"Y'know! The one that you always do with your posse?"
"Oh, that one. Ok," Seifer smirked.
"Then, you're gonna come down BEHIND to Seifer, Quistis," Selphie's finger wandered from the left wing to the center of the stage, "Then, Seifer turns around and beckons Quistis to come down. After that, he starts doing the Kung Fu Macarena!"
"I do what?" Seifer's eyes widened.
"You do this, silly!" Selphie demostrated once again.
She strutted down the stage in a super model walk. Then she pretended to motion Quistis forward. Next came the Macarena. "Punch punch, kick kick, jump-pivot, hands on butt, SWIIIING, jump-pivot. Seifer and the others will put their hands on the back of their heads and do a pelvic thrust like so," Selphie thrust her hips forward with a grunt and everyone giggled.
"You hafta get the grunt in along with the 'HOU' in the song or it'll be all messed up," Selphie instructed.
"That's great, Selph, but what do I do?"
"Teehee! You'll be doing the same thing as me, Quisty! When the guys do their little pelvic thrust, you also put your hands on the back of your head, but instead of the pelvic thrust, you swing your hips to the side, to Seifer."
Quistis stared at Selphie in disbelief. Seifer stood there as well, but instead of staring, he grinned. Irvine came out in his brand new WHITE boxers (hehe. *coough*) Quistis shrugged and swung her hips to the left. "Woohoo! Go Quistis!" Zell called from the bushes.
"I thought I got rid of you," Seifer stomped over to the bushes and pushed Zell back into them.
Thuds could be heard as Zell rolled down the hill at an ever-increasing rate. "Quit hurting the other dancers!" Selphie whined.
Squall looked up from his dismal look, "Selphie, what do we do?"
"YOU just sit there and look depressed, got it, Puberty Boy?" Seifer pushed Squall's left shoulder.
"Maldición tú, Seifero," was all that could be heard from below since Zell was stuck in the bushes.
"Stop cussing in Spanish!" Quistis yelled down at Zell.
"Maldición zorra," Zell mumbled.
"I heard that!" Quistis screamed.
Selphie cleared her throat loudly and turned to Squall. "You, Zell, and Irvine will be on the sides. You'll come out with Quistis, Zell comes out by himself, and I'll come out with Irvine, teehee!"
"...whatever."
Rinoa dragged Zell back up, battered and dirtied. Seifer chuckled at the disensembled blonde. Squall just shook his head. "Okie, Zell, Irvine, Squall, lemme show you what to do."
The three other guys walked over to Selphie and gathered in a little huddle. The only thing that gave the others a clue of what was going on was Selphie's finger pointing every which way and Irvine's numerous comments of 'grinding.'
"Ok! Let's do a run-through of this!" Selphie clapped her hands together as everyone else slumped over to the wings of the stage.
The music blared and Seifer strutted out...
[What happens? Stay tuned!]