Note: I know I said I would continue with Seiftis/Queifer instead of a Zelphie or Squinoa, but there are people who would like to see more of Zelphie/Selphell so I hope this chapter will not stop people from reading this story. However, this will be tied in with the story of Seiftis/Queifer. This basically takes place back at the club when Zell dragged Selphie to the lineup for all the free hot dogs! Its funny in a way! It contrasts with what's going on so far in Seiftis/Queifer.
Chapter 21 - Cat Fight
She watched the blond with so much curiosity. All her life, she has been trying to figure out her very best friend. When they were young, she remembered Quistis going after Seifer after he savagely and ruthlessly ruined the only sand castle that Quistis created herself. Rinoa told her about what was going on. At first, Selphie could not believe the possibility of Quistis actually falling in love with the man who almost killed Rinoa. In truth, she was glad that Quistis finally opened up to someone, yet she still could not take it into consideration that it would be Seifer Almasy.
After failing to see through Quistis' thoughts, she was suddenly being pulled by a strong hand grasped gently around her arm.
"Great! Let's go get hot dogs, Selph!" Zell screamed through the crowd. He practically dragged across the dance floor and towards the line up at the hot dog stand located just to the right of the bar.
"Hey, Zelly! Slow down!" she yelled.
When they got there, Zell cursed some words that Selphie couldn't stand hearing and stomped at his foot like a little child. The line, she noticed, was very long and they had to stand up at the very end, which reached almost to the backstage. Sometimes Selphie can't stand it when Zell loses his temper, but she loved him very much. Their date may not have been that great, but tonight may change all that. They were, after all, at a club with all their friends. Selphie sighed and reached out to rub Zell's shoulders to calm him down.
Zell sighed and took Selphie's hand and gently guided her to the back of the line. He was disappointed.
It was at least half an hour when they finally had their turn to get the hot dogs. However, by the time they got there, the man watching over the hot dogs shook his head and placed a sign on the table that they had run out. Selphie took a deep breath and turned around, hoping that smoke was not coming out of his ears.
Zell, to her surprise, seemed fine. He looked at her and shrugged, obviously disappointed, but did not show it. Selphie smiled slightly and took his hand in hers. "Zelly, why don't we dance? It'll get your mind off of things."
The blond nodded. "Sure," he answered.
The brunette smiled and led him to the dance floor, where they began to dance an upbeat song. Selphie and Zell wrapped their arms around each other and began to dance, not really caring whether their timing was right. Both of them were having the time of their lives, happy to be amongst the people their age.
Selphie was quite shocked that Zell could dance so well. He led her into a slow dance at first, then into some kind of waltz, only faster. "Wow, Zell! I didn't know you could dance so well!"
This was their official date. For a week or so, they have been stuck in Garden, trying to rekindle their friendship and re-enact Zell asking Selphie out on a date, as if to start all over again. Irvine did not hesitate to set them up to another date. It was not their idea at first to go to a club in Deling City, but it was Irvine's idea to bring the gang together. His efforts actually paid off.
Zell shrugged. "Yeah, well it's no big deal."
"What do you mean it's no big deal? It's a great deal! You can dance even better than Squall!" She glanced behind him to make sure Squall wasn't standing there glaring at her.
Zell laughed. "That's true!" He dipped her and kissed the tip of her nose. Yes, it was their official date, as girlfriend and boyfriend that is.
Selphie giggled and slapped his arm playfully. Zell brought her back up and they began to dance again. She rested her chin on his shoulder and looked up behind him. Squall and Rinoa were sitting on the table they chose when they arrived. They were eating some food and were enjoying watching the people dance, especially the two energetic couple. Rinoa had her arm linked with Squall's, resting her head on his shoulder. One thing that seemed odd was that Quistis was not present. "Hey... where's Quistis?"
Zell looked over his shoulder at the couple and shrugged. "Maybe she went to the bathroom."
Selphie nodded, agreeing to his suggestion and closed her eyes, comfortable around Zell's arms. "Yeah," she whispered in his ear.
"Hey everyone! Who wants a free hot dog?!" a loud, booming voice yelled through the noise, interrupting the serenity that surrounded the couple. Upon hearing the phrase 'hot dog,' Zell released himself from around Selphie's arms and ran through the crowd, gathering around the small stand. Zell lifted up his hand and 'volunteered' for a free hot dog.
"Me, I want a free hot dog!" he yelled.
"Zell! What are you doing?" Selphie planted both her hands on her hips and pouted.
Zell turned around and grinned. He shrugged and opened his mouth to speak, when the same voice that interrupted them earlier, intruded once again. "So, you want to get a hot dog, do ya?"
Zell turned back around and nodded, staring at a pair of green eyes. The man had dark hair, mostly around his early twenties, with a square jaw and very handsome teeth. Zell could recognize he was the DJ, because of the way he was dressed. A green, slugging sweater with a hood attached at the back. A large earphone clung behind his neck and he lifted up a tray towards Zell. Fumes escaped the silver cover of the tray and Zell's eyes, Selphie noticed, were filled with desire; something that Selphie rarely sees on the blonde's face.
The DJ opened the cover and, like rapid fire, the smoke reached Zell's nose and his eyes rolled at the back of his head and smiled. The DJ quickly pulled it away out of Zell's reach and grinned. "If you want this hot dog so much, dude, you have to take a dare that we will give you. What do you say?"
Selphie's eyes glowed. A dare? She glanced at Zell, who seemed very unsure if he should take the chance. If he took the dare, that may be very embarrassing or very gross that could ruin his reputation as a SeeD, he will not be able to show his face again in public. If not... Selphie shook her head. Who cares if he didn't, just as long as Zell DOESN'T!
Zell nodded. "All right, what do you want me to do?"
The DJ turned to the crowd. "Hey folks! We have a challenger here tonight! Give it up for...." He put the tray down and put the microphone closer to Zell's face. "What's your name, buddy?"
Zell took a deep breath. He leaned closer to the microphone. "Um... Zell... Zell Dincht."
"Well, my name's Archer," he spoke. He gazed up beside the blond and noticed Selphie standing there. "And look at what we have here! This must be Zell's girl friend! What's your name sweetheart?"
Selphie gulped. She reached out and tugged at Zell's shirt lightly. The blond didn't seem to notice. When Archer noticed her uneasiness, he leaned back quickly and took a deep breath. "Anyway, Zell! The challenge for you will be to take off all your clothes and change into some women's clothes, and don't forget to wear their thongs!"
Loud cheers could be heard around them. Selphie gasped. 'What kind of dare is this?' she thought. Maybe if she tugged at his shirt again, he'll snap out of it.
Zell's eyes glowed. "What?" His voice suddenly grew weak and he could feel a lump in his throat.
"I said it before and I'll say it again!" Archer replied. "You will wear a woman's thongs! So.... Who will be the lucky lady to give Zell a thong? Anyone?" He searched around the crowd at all the women. All the girls looked at each other, while all the guys persuaded their girlfriends or sisters or whatever to give away their thongs.
The dare was beginning to feel hopeless and Zell prayed that no one will step forward, otherwise, they would be forced to give the hotdog to him so it won't be wasted.
Unfortunately, an attractive young woman, maybe around his age stepped forward. And his worst fears were taken place when the woman winked at Zell and opened her mouth to speak.
"I don't mind if someone as cute as you will wear my thong!" she spoke, with an English accent. The young woman, had short, dark curly hair and wore a black short skirt where her panties or rather, thongs would show if she bent down for only a little bit. Too short, Selphie grimaced.
Zell flushed in embarrassment.
Selphie was getting red in the face.
"All right folks! We have a candidate! What's your name beautiful?" Archer left his little stage and moved the microphone closer to her so she could talk. The girl winked once again at Zell and took out her gum that she was chewing the whole time. She stuck it on her left thumb and winked at the DJ.
"The name's Gazel Peznet," she replied.
"Gazel! If you would kindly escort Mr. Dincht to the ladies' bathroom, it will be greatly appreciated. We will send someone there to see if you have done it."
Gazel nodded and grabbed Zell's hand. "Come on, sweetie! Let's get lucky!" She felt a hand on her shoulder, pausing the woman in her tracks and turned around suddenly. She noticed a short young woman staring at her with her large, emerald eyes. "May I help you?"
Selphie frowned. "That's my guy you're holding! Let him go, now!"
Gazel snorted. "Are you sure? It seems like he's more than willing to take the chance at following me to the bathroom and changing his masculine ways."
"You cow! Let him go!" Selphie growled.
Zell sighed. "Awwww, come on, Selph! It's only a dare! It's not like- hey! What do you mean change my masculine ways?"
Gazel patted his shoulder. "Don't worry cutie, I know a lot of gay men like you who are still unsure about their.... Sexuality."
The blond's eyes glowed in disbelief.
"THAT'S IT!" Selphie hissed. She jumped on Gazel and began clawing at her back. Gazel screeched, falling on the ground, face first.
"EEK! Get her off of me! Get her off of me!" Gazel placed her hands on her head and put her head down as a way to drive off the crazy woman attacking her.
Zell shrugged. "Well, you asked for it." He couldn't believe the woman thought of him as gay! He's not gay! NO WAY!
Selphie bit her ears and spat the bits away from her mouth. With evil eyes, she clawed at the girl again, her ears left bloodied as Gazel struggled to get her off. Everyone just stared in disbelief, unsure if they should interfere with the drama that beheld in front of them. The men were just engrossed in the 'cat fight' while the women enjoyed watching Gazel get beaten up by someone smaller than her. Someone might say, these women were Gazel's enemies.
"You whore!" Gazel screeched. She reached behind her back and attempted to grab her hair, but Selphie just bit her arm, causing the taller woman to yelp in pain. Gazel put her arms down and swayed her arms back and forth. Maybe the short woman will lose her grip if she moved a lot.
"You're more whore than I am! You skank!" she yelled in her ears.
"Okay! Stop, stop! I'm sorry! I won't steal your boyfriend!" Gazel pleaded. She collapsed on the ground, her knees shaking in fear. This woman is CRAZY!
Satisfied, Selphie let her go and landed on the ground expertly. She grabbed Zell's hand and lifted her head proudly towards the woman. "Now, if you excuse me, Zell and I will finish our dance!" Together, they walked off to the dance floor.
"You crazy bitch!" Gazel yelled. Everyone looked at her as Gazel stood up. She adjusted the torn blouse on her shoulders and took a deep breath, walking off with her head held high, as if to say, 'what are you looking at?'
Archer blinked. "O-kay...." He spoke. He ran back to his 'throne' and put the microphone back on the stand. "Well, that was a sight for sore eyes," he commented. He placed a new CD on the recorder and turned it on. "All right everyone! Dance until your feet can no longer dance!"
Forgetting about what just happened, everyone began to dance, while the rest continued on with their conversation. Archer looked beyond a couple and towards the two 'odd' looking pair. Odd, meaning strange indeed. The short girl had some type of illness to attack Gazel suddenly, while the boy, had these obsessions on hot dogs. Very odd indeed. Shaking his head, Archer went on with being a DJ and shook his head of the thoughts.
GoodGurl: Heh heh... I don't know what I was thinking. I jest wanted the readers to rest for a little bit from the most depressing Seiftis ever and laugh for once! It wasn't funny, just a little crazy, but it was still funny. Well, I think so.
Chapter 21 - Cat Fight
She watched the blond with so much curiosity. All her life, she has been trying to figure out her very best friend. When they were young, she remembered Quistis going after Seifer after he savagely and ruthlessly ruined the only sand castle that Quistis created herself. Rinoa told her about what was going on. At first, Selphie could not believe the possibility of Quistis actually falling in love with the man who almost killed Rinoa. In truth, she was glad that Quistis finally opened up to someone, yet she still could not take it into consideration that it would be Seifer Almasy.
After failing to see through Quistis' thoughts, she was suddenly being pulled by a strong hand grasped gently around her arm.
"Great! Let's go get hot dogs, Selph!" Zell screamed through the crowd. He practically dragged across the dance floor and towards the line up at the hot dog stand located just to the right of the bar.
"Hey, Zelly! Slow down!" she yelled.
When they got there, Zell cursed some words that Selphie couldn't stand hearing and stomped at his foot like a little child. The line, she noticed, was very long and they had to stand up at the very end, which reached almost to the backstage. Sometimes Selphie can't stand it when Zell loses his temper, but she loved him very much. Their date may not have been that great, but tonight may change all that. They were, after all, at a club with all their friends. Selphie sighed and reached out to rub Zell's shoulders to calm him down.
Zell sighed and took Selphie's hand and gently guided her to the back of the line. He was disappointed.
It was at least half an hour when they finally had their turn to get the hot dogs. However, by the time they got there, the man watching over the hot dogs shook his head and placed a sign on the table that they had run out. Selphie took a deep breath and turned around, hoping that smoke was not coming out of his ears.
Zell, to her surprise, seemed fine. He looked at her and shrugged, obviously disappointed, but did not show it. Selphie smiled slightly and took his hand in hers. "Zelly, why don't we dance? It'll get your mind off of things."
The blond nodded. "Sure," he answered.
The brunette smiled and led him to the dance floor, where they began to dance an upbeat song. Selphie and Zell wrapped their arms around each other and began to dance, not really caring whether their timing was right. Both of them were having the time of their lives, happy to be amongst the people their age.
Selphie was quite shocked that Zell could dance so well. He led her into a slow dance at first, then into some kind of waltz, only faster. "Wow, Zell! I didn't know you could dance so well!"
This was their official date. For a week or so, they have been stuck in Garden, trying to rekindle their friendship and re-enact Zell asking Selphie out on a date, as if to start all over again. Irvine did not hesitate to set them up to another date. It was not their idea at first to go to a club in Deling City, but it was Irvine's idea to bring the gang together. His efforts actually paid off.
Zell shrugged. "Yeah, well it's no big deal."
"What do you mean it's no big deal? It's a great deal! You can dance even better than Squall!" She glanced behind him to make sure Squall wasn't standing there glaring at her.
Zell laughed. "That's true!" He dipped her and kissed the tip of her nose. Yes, it was their official date, as girlfriend and boyfriend that is.
Selphie giggled and slapped his arm playfully. Zell brought her back up and they began to dance again. She rested her chin on his shoulder and looked up behind him. Squall and Rinoa were sitting on the table they chose when they arrived. They were eating some food and were enjoying watching the people dance, especially the two energetic couple. Rinoa had her arm linked with Squall's, resting her head on his shoulder. One thing that seemed odd was that Quistis was not present. "Hey... where's Quistis?"
Zell looked over his shoulder at the couple and shrugged. "Maybe she went to the bathroom."
Selphie nodded, agreeing to his suggestion and closed her eyes, comfortable around Zell's arms. "Yeah," she whispered in his ear.
"Hey everyone! Who wants a free hot dog?!" a loud, booming voice yelled through the noise, interrupting the serenity that surrounded the couple. Upon hearing the phrase 'hot dog,' Zell released himself from around Selphie's arms and ran through the crowd, gathering around the small stand. Zell lifted up his hand and 'volunteered' for a free hot dog.
"Me, I want a free hot dog!" he yelled.
"Zell! What are you doing?" Selphie planted both her hands on her hips and pouted.
Zell turned around and grinned. He shrugged and opened his mouth to speak, when the same voice that interrupted them earlier, intruded once again. "So, you want to get a hot dog, do ya?"
Zell turned back around and nodded, staring at a pair of green eyes. The man had dark hair, mostly around his early twenties, with a square jaw and very handsome teeth. Zell could recognize he was the DJ, because of the way he was dressed. A green, slugging sweater with a hood attached at the back. A large earphone clung behind his neck and he lifted up a tray towards Zell. Fumes escaped the silver cover of the tray and Zell's eyes, Selphie noticed, were filled with desire; something that Selphie rarely sees on the blonde's face.
The DJ opened the cover and, like rapid fire, the smoke reached Zell's nose and his eyes rolled at the back of his head and smiled. The DJ quickly pulled it away out of Zell's reach and grinned. "If you want this hot dog so much, dude, you have to take a dare that we will give you. What do you say?"
Selphie's eyes glowed. A dare? She glanced at Zell, who seemed very unsure if he should take the chance. If he took the dare, that may be very embarrassing or very gross that could ruin his reputation as a SeeD, he will not be able to show his face again in public. If not... Selphie shook her head. Who cares if he didn't, just as long as Zell DOESN'T!
Zell nodded. "All right, what do you want me to do?"
The DJ turned to the crowd. "Hey folks! We have a challenger here tonight! Give it up for...." He put the tray down and put the microphone closer to Zell's face. "What's your name, buddy?"
Zell took a deep breath. He leaned closer to the microphone. "Um... Zell... Zell Dincht."
"Well, my name's Archer," he spoke. He gazed up beside the blond and noticed Selphie standing there. "And look at what we have here! This must be Zell's girl friend! What's your name sweetheart?"
Selphie gulped. She reached out and tugged at Zell's shirt lightly. The blond didn't seem to notice. When Archer noticed her uneasiness, he leaned back quickly and took a deep breath. "Anyway, Zell! The challenge for you will be to take off all your clothes and change into some women's clothes, and don't forget to wear their thongs!"
Loud cheers could be heard around them. Selphie gasped. 'What kind of dare is this?' she thought. Maybe if she tugged at his shirt again, he'll snap out of it.
Zell's eyes glowed. "What?" His voice suddenly grew weak and he could feel a lump in his throat.
"I said it before and I'll say it again!" Archer replied. "You will wear a woman's thongs! So.... Who will be the lucky lady to give Zell a thong? Anyone?" He searched around the crowd at all the women. All the girls looked at each other, while all the guys persuaded their girlfriends or sisters or whatever to give away their thongs.
The dare was beginning to feel hopeless and Zell prayed that no one will step forward, otherwise, they would be forced to give the hotdog to him so it won't be wasted.
Unfortunately, an attractive young woman, maybe around his age stepped forward. And his worst fears were taken place when the woman winked at Zell and opened her mouth to speak.
"I don't mind if someone as cute as you will wear my thong!" she spoke, with an English accent. The young woman, had short, dark curly hair and wore a black short skirt where her panties or rather, thongs would show if she bent down for only a little bit. Too short, Selphie grimaced.
Zell flushed in embarrassment.
Selphie was getting red in the face.
"All right folks! We have a candidate! What's your name beautiful?" Archer left his little stage and moved the microphone closer to her so she could talk. The girl winked once again at Zell and took out her gum that she was chewing the whole time. She stuck it on her left thumb and winked at the DJ.
"The name's Gazel Peznet," she replied.
"Gazel! If you would kindly escort Mr. Dincht to the ladies' bathroom, it will be greatly appreciated. We will send someone there to see if you have done it."
Gazel nodded and grabbed Zell's hand. "Come on, sweetie! Let's get lucky!" She felt a hand on her shoulder, pausing the woman in her tracks and turned around suddenly. She noticed a short young woman staring at her with her large, emerald eyes. "May I help you?"
Selphie frowned. "That's my guy you're holding! Let him go, now!"
Gazel snorted. "Are you sure? It seems like he's more than willing to take the chance at following me to the bathroom and changing his masculine ways."
"You cow! Let him go!" Selphie growled.
Zell sighed. "Awwww, come on, Selph! It's only a dare! It's not like- hey! What do you mean change my masculine ways?"
Gazel patted his shoulder. "Don't worry cutie, I know a lot of gay men like you who are still unsure about their.... Sexuality."
The blond's eyes glowed in disbelief.
"THAT'S IT!" Selphie hissed. She jumped on Gazel and began clawing at her back. Gazel screeched, falling on the ground, face first.
"EEK! Get her off of me! Get her off of me!" Gazel placed her hands on her head and put her head down as a way to drive off the crazy woman attacking her.
Zell shrugged. "Well, you asked for it." He couldn't believe the woman thought of him as gay! He's not gay! NO WAY!
Selphie bit her ears and spat the bits away from her mouth. With evil eyes, she clawed at the girl again, her ears left bloodied as Gazel struggled to get her off. Everyone just stared in disbelief, unsure if they should interfere with the drama that beheld in front of them. The men were just engrossed in the 'cat fight' while the women enjoyed watching Gazel get beaten up by someone smaller than her. Someone might say, these women were Gazel's enemies.
"You whore!" Gazel screeched. She reached behind her back and attempted to grab her hair, but Selphie just bit her arm, causing the taller woman to yelp in pain. Gazel put her arms down and swayed her arms back and forth. Maybe the short woman will lose her grip if she moved a lot.
"You're more whore than I am! You skank!" she yelled in her ears.
"Okay! Stop, stop! I'm sorry! I won't steal your boyfriend!" Gazel pleaded. She collapsed on the ground, her knees shaking in fear. This woman is CRAZY!
Satisfied, Selphie let her go and landed on the ground expertly. She grabbed Zell's hand and lifted her head proudly towards the woman. "Now, if you excuse me, Zell and I will finish our dance!" Together, they walked off to the dance floor.
"You crazy bitch!" Gazel yelled. Everyone looked at her as Gazel stood up. She adjusted the torn blouse on her shoulders and took a deep breath, walking off with her head held high, as if to say, 'what are you looking at?'
Archer blinked. "O-kay...." He spoke. He ran back to his 'throne' and put the microphone back on the stand. "Well, that was a sight for sore eyes," he commented. He placed a new CD on the recorder and turned it on. "All right everyone! Dance until your feet can no longer dance!"
Forgetting about what just happened, everyone began to dance, while the rest continued on with their conversation. Archer looked beyond a couple and towards the two 'odd' looking pair. Odd, meaning strange indeed. The short girl had some type of illness to attack Gazel suddenly, while the boy, had these obsessions on hot dogs. Very odd indeed. Shaking his head, Archer went on with being a DJ and shook his head of the thoughts.
GoodGurl: Heh heh... I don't know what I was thinking. I jest wanted the readers to rest for a little bit from the most depressing Seiftis ever and laugh for once! It wasn't funny, just a little crazy, but it was still funny. Well, I think so.