Title: Seifer and the Pussycats

Authors: C_F, Ragefire, and Nova

warnings: same

Disclaimer: same

pairings: SxS

Feedback: of COURSE!!!!

*Thoughts*

~Emphasis~

--Ultimecia--

`the little voice in Seifer's head'

Part 5 Big Decisions

["Ewwww..." I said.]

"Well, if it's not Nida,...could it be...Zell? Hmm...Zell's cute, in

a weird..."

"The chicken-wuss?!?! Nasty!"

"Well, not Zell, not Nida, hm...Irvine? He ~is~ bi...he told me whwn

we were goin' out...But Irvine?"

"Look. I'm ~not gonna tell you, so get off my back about it ok?

Geez, what did you need me for anyway?"

"Well, I need you to help me with the song list...C'mon..."

Selphie led me back to her room. Again, Irvine and Zell were

sprawled on the floor.

*Why are they always here?*

`They have no life, you know that...'

"Sooo...I need ya ta help me out again boys!"

Zell rolled his eyes at Selphie and sort of flopped around on the

floor like a fish out of water.

A snort came from Irvine's general direction.

"You ~will~ help, right? I mean, it ~is~ the song list of which

~you~ will be performing..." Selphie trailed off and smiled

innocently. "Seifer has generously supplied his help, already. He

shouldn't have to do this ~alone~."

`Good one Slick'

*...Shut up.*

Zell glared at me. "Nice goin' Seifer..."

Irvine just harumphed lazily.

I looked at them both disgustedly.

"I'll um...be right back, yea..." I said escaping and heading to my

room. I grabbed my guitar, and a warm fuzzy feeling spread through

me. I slowly made my way back to Selphie's room.

When I walked in, Irvine had obviously fallen asleep. Zell somehow

managed to look hyper while being still, he's weird like that.

Selphie pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket and handed it to

me. I stared at it.

"WANNA-BE by the SPICE GIRLS?! You're CRAZY!" I took a pen from my

pocket, don't ask why I had one, I don't know. I began to read the

list she wanted us to choose. "Oh my GOD woman...Boys, by Britney

Spears? You really ~are~ crazy..." I crossed out all of the songs

she wanted us to sing. I turned the paper and wrote my own list of

songs.

*Hmmm...*

1. Seifer and The Pussycats

2. What's your Fantasy

3. I'm too Sexy

4. My Way

5. In the End

6. Break Stuff

7. Closer

8. Got the Life

9. You Don't See Me

*Perfect...* I looked at the last song and smiled to myself.

*Squall couldn't ~possibly~ not get it this time...*

`I'm surprised you thought that up by yourself.'

*...*

I handed the list back to Selphie and waited for her approval. It

didn't come.

"...What the heck is this Seifer? I never heard of these songs

before..." She told me.

"So?"

"...Fine...But no more changes...go practice."

"Otay! Come on freaks..." I said to Zell and Irvine. Irvine was

still sleeping. I walked over and kicked him. Hard.

I laughed as he shot up stringing ~way~ too many four-letter words to

be deemed reasonable.

Grumbling, they both followed me back to the quad. We received some

pretty weird stares because Irvine was still spouting a steady stream

of curses.

"Dude, could you tone it down a bit? You're scaring people..." Zell

asked the cowboy.

We came to the quad and suddenly...

TBC