Disclaimer: I don't own FF8. I wish I did, but sadly I don't.
Note: Everyone is OCC, well except maybe Squall. It's supposed to be funny. I try.
Laguna's Confession, and Ellone's World Take Over Plot
Laguna Loire shifted nervously behind his large oak desk. He shuffled some papers again for the fifth time in the last minute, and his eyes roamed up to the clock positioned neatly in the corner of his desk. He's late, he thought. But then I never was on time when I was his age. Setting the papers aside, he pulled out a pencil and twirled it around in his fingers. After a minute, he tried to break the pencil one-handed, but the pencil was just too strong for him. "Break, dag-nabbit!" he yelled, as he moved the attack up to two hands. Still the pencil stood strong. It was at that moment that Squall Leonhart stepped inside. He walked stiffly into the room, his ever-present frown in place.
"You wanted to see me," he said crisply.
"Yes…" Laguna said nervously, as he dropped the straight pencil onto his desk. He stood up and walked around the desk, collecting his thoughts. Before he made it all the way around the desk, his leg cramped up. "Leg cramp…." Squall cocked an eyebrow. Laguna tried to gain his composure back, all the while limping around the desk. "Squall now that the threat of Ultimecia is over, and Galbadia has surrendered, there's been something that I've been meaning to talk with you about." Squall shifted his weight from one foot to the other, but chose not to say anything. "Why don't you have a seat?" Laguna said motioning to one of the two leather chairs in front of his desk. Squall simply ignored the offer. "Squall, I'm sure that you've had some indications that there are family tied between us, and I just wanted to talk to you today about that. It's true. After I went to Winhill, Raine and I fell in love. We got married, and she became pregnant. She died giving birth to a son. You." Laguna paused to let the information sink in. Squall didn't seem to quite understand. "Squall I'm your father." Suddenly Squall let out a loud shriek and fainted. Laguna leaned over him, wide-eyed. "I didn't think that he'd take it quite like that…"
Squall blinked, once, twice, three times. His vision was a little blurry, but it was clearing up. Laguna stood hovering over him. Then what Laguna said, rang in Squalls mind. "Squall I'm your father."
"No…no…it can't be true… I'm related to a moron!" he muttered. Wrapping his arms around his knees, he began to rock back and forth. "I'm related to a moron…a moron…a moron," he said over and over, like a broken record. Laguna sighed and picked up the phone.
"Yes, bring a straight jacket and some sedatives…. yes, I told him…Thanks." Putting the phone back in the cradle, he looked up to see Ellone walk in.
"I see that you told him," she said dryly as she eyed Squall. "I guess this means that Squall can't lead the Garden anymore." She sighed at the lost. "Can I take over?" Laguna grinned at his daughter.
"Sure, Ellone." She grinned, and gave Laguna a kiss before she walked out of his office.
"What a fool! He fell right into my trap! Now I control Balamb Garden, and next…the world! Mwhahahaha!"
~Finis…or is it?
