***** III - From Bad To Worse *****
Quistis gave a ride back home to Fujin. The young woman found her man snoring on a chair in the driveway, besides the Mjolnir-JT.
She hadn't gone five steps when he suddenly awoke. He jumped up, unsheathing his gunblade and taking a defensive position in front of the car.
"IT'S ME!" She announced in alarm.
Seifer looked at her suspiciously. Once he was satisfied with her identity, he finally put his weapon away.
"CRAZY!" She complained.
"Come on, Baby," Explained Seifer, "You know how dangerous Balamb has gotten lately, I'm just taking a few precautions."
"OUT OF HAND!" She said, quickly losing patience.
He looked at her tenderly, grinning in his charming way that usually won her over, "Say, Honey, would you mind taking a turn of guard, while I go to the bathroom, get some rest, and eat something?"
Her good eye widened and her jaw dropped in shock. This was the legendary drop that made the pool overflow.
She walked inside the house, threw him a bucket yelling, "USE THIS!" and then made it follow by a loaf of bread, a bottle of Lunar-Base Brewsky (The beer with a taste out of this world), and a piece of cheese.
"Er, thank you." Said Seifer, as his wife banged the door and went to bed.
'He'll snap out of it by tomorrow...' Said Fujin to herself, more concerned than mad at her beloved's obsession.
The poor Fujin didn't suspect it at the time, but her man would get more and more obsessed and paranoid in the following days...
Seifer's attitude was getting worrisome. All he did was guard and/or worry about the Mjolnir-JT. They couldn't actually drive anywhere, for Seifer considered all destinations way too hazardous.
"SHOPPING MALL" She pleaded, for they needed clothing and a new blender.
"No way, it's packed with cars, and someone could drive into the Mjolnir-JT." He responded.
"GROCERIES" She insisted, because the supermarket was far, and their reserves had gotten dangerously low.
"Huh-huh! Forget it! With all those shopping carts, it's a sure bet that the paint will get chipped." Was his stance.
"NEED RIDE" She begged.
Seifer rolled his eyes, "Are you out of your mind? I heard that Selphie got her driver's license back, so it's not safe out on the streets."
Fujin was so upset that she said more than three words in a row, "SHE LIVES IN TRABIA!"
"Well, with her sense of direction she might end up in Balamb. I'm not ready to take that risk." He concluded firmly.
The worst of all was that her husband had tried to get the Rextaur-Alenz repaired. He had reasoned that it was the only way to keep the Mjolnir-JT safe. The mechanic at the car-shop had burst out in laughter, thinking that someone had put Seifer up to it.
Mr.Almasy had NOT been amused. Fujin had intervened, and just barely managed to save the poor guy's life.
But what had to happen, finally happened...
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To Be Continued
