(Author's Note: I think this will be the end of it...it's been a blast, but I'm running out of ideas.)


The Balamb Garden Gossip Column, part 7...The final round.

Quistis and Fujin looked at each other, nodding. Fujin sighed, and began typing...

Item: The discovery of the caller who shut down SeeD-Stock early has not gone un-revenged by our illustrious Committee chairperson. It seems a certain sharpshooter was seen leaving his dorm-room holding his nose...further investigation revealed that his bed had been loaded with chocobo poo...

Item: Speaking of...it's been a bad week for our Festival chair...first the early shutdown of her festival, then the kicker: All Hail the new Triple Triad King. Looks like the practice time really helped out a grey-coated gunblader.

Item: As previously reported, there's a big weirdo with delusions of superhero-hood roaming the Halls late at night. This time, some one was seen doing something nasty in the fountain, when up flies Supergoof, who yells, "That's not very nice, ya know," and throws the offender in the fountain.
Personally, I think he's been kicked in the shin one too many times...

Item: Strange noise were (once again) heard coming from the Headmaster's office...and not ten minutes after the noise subsided, a junior classmen had to enter, and some say that our headmaster was putting a studded dog-collar back in his desk.
PSA for the week: Do we REALLY want to know what he's doing in there?

Item: More News from the K&W Center for Hot Dog Addiction...our favorite Martial Artist has gotten his release, and will be returning next week. However, his withdrawal from hot dogs is not without a price...it seems he's now a huge fan of something called a "taco"...

Item: Amazingly enough, our Chairperson no longer has the...attention of a Galbadian cowboy. It would seem the lady who saved him from the Chairperson's wrath has quite the EYE for our beloved sharpshooter...and the ability to keep him from straying...since word has it that sai HURTS...

Item: The Thundaga-blasted door has been repaired, and things are back to normal between our commander and his lady...well, as normal as things can be when you love a Sorceress. Though I think the lady in question will be true from now on, as our commander was overheard muttering something about Ultimecia being splattered all over time, and being able to do it again.

Item: Well, things have calmed down a bit, so it looks like the Rumor Mill has run its course. An extended Hiatus, if you will...but you never know when it might return...

I'm out of here like rookies in the Training Center,
The Rumor Mill...



Fujin shut her connection down, and looked at Quistis. "GOOD RUN."
Quistis smiled. "You bet. Besides, you never know when we'll post something again." The instructor giggled. "Now come on, the guys are waiting on us."
"INDEED."
The girls made their way around the corner, to see Irvine and Seifer waiting. Seifer was checking his gunblade for rust, and Irvine was idly flipping through a Pet Lover's magazine. Both looked up at the girls approach.
"Shall we go grab some dinner, ladies?" Irvine smirked as Fujin ran into his arms. "We have to pick up Zell, anyway, so while we're out..."
Quistis took Seifer's arm. "Indeed, anything but hot dogs."
Seifer smiled evilly. "I dunno, let's see how cured the Z-man really is."
Irvine laughed, and the couples headed out to the Ragnarok.