Chapter 5- Welcome to Balamb Garden, the happiest place on the planet.

Also titled, The Argument That Could Be Used For Biological Warfare

AN: I'm sorry, this chap. Has some Squall an Rioana bashing, but I really don't have anything against them, I just don't vreally like em. Sorry for any of their thousand fans ^_^

We wrode into the Garden in one of its yellow cars, while the boy named Shawn blabbered on and on about how wonderful it was. Yadda Yadda Yadaada

Zzzzzzz

Even Ifrit's asleep.oi.

"So, enough about me, tell me about you, Sienna" Uh-oh. My turn to talk. Stupid kid, can't he just ride in silence??

" Well, I was born in Galabia, actualy, but when I was really little me and my Mom and Pop." A cold chill ran through my body. My parents. Where were they? Oh, Mom, I wanna hug " .moved to FH. I've lived there ever since."

"Do you have any GFs?"

"Yeah. A Ifrit, Diablo, and I used to have a Leviathan, but he's missing."

" You have 3? At the Garden, we're only supposed to have 1, so we don't abuse any creatures." Shawn said matter-of-factly.

" Whater ya GFs levels? My baby Quetzacotl's lv.17." Melissa smerked.

" Uh, well."

" Don't be embarresed by Mel's GF. She had it before she was in Garden."

" Um ,actually, Ifrit's 19, and Diablo's."

75.

Really?

Would I lie to you?. Well, maybe, but that's my level.

". Diablo's lv.75"

*THUMP *

" S-Seventy FIVE? How long have you had it?" Sara's face stood inches from my face as she asked

" It's my dads."

" Ahh. Seifer Almasy, the messed up knight." I guess Shawn Leonhart wasn't as nice as he appeared.

" WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" In a flash my Hyperon was centimeters from his jugular, but his gunblade rested next to my shoulder on which I controlled my gunblade. If I killed him, I could never wield a gunblade again.

" Just as feisty as your father, I presume. I can tell he taught you much, unlike my father, who was always too busy. I taught myself all my tricks, all of which I hope you find impressive, when the time comes when I must defeat you, as your last name has already tied your destiny to it."

" Pretty confident, for a crazy bastard like yourself. Your whole family is a bunch of cowards, especially your whinny mother. Save me, Squall, wa wa. Heh, and your father, always swingin' his widdle gunblade with both of his puny hands. Feh, you're all the same!" By now, our faces were so close our noses almost touched.

"Well, at least my mom isn't an albino cyclops who couldn't say a sentence to save her life! Or a father who single-handedly almost destroyed the world when he was under control by a weak Sorceruss!"

" Weak?! Your dad was almost killed! My pop save him when he passed out, Shawn, and everybody knows that!" everybody turned to see an enraged Sara triumply address that statement.

" Yeah, I rather trust my life on Chick- erm, on a Dincht, than a Leonhart, you son of a-"

" THAT'S ENOUGH!!!!!!!!!" Everybody looked up to see a trembling Professor Trepe standing over them." I come to tell you we're finally at the Garden, and I find everybody fighting. I'm not going to deal with another Leonhart/Almasy rivalry, and you, Miss Almasy, should be great full that the Garden and Headmaster Squall are taking you in. CASE CLOSED!" With that, she stormed off, leaving a very silent room, except the snoring Melissa, who had apperently slept through the whole ordeal.

I don't much care for that boy.

Master Almasy has a lot of juicy stuff about the Leonharts, wanna hear?

And until I reached the dorm I would be sharing with the Sara and Melissa g irls, I heard wonderful stories about my father putting crabs in Squall's pants and spiders in his shoes.