Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy 8. Oh, but how I wish…
*I hate Irvine, too.
"Perhaps," said Selphie, "we should have a 'final round' of sorts…?"
"Sounds good to me," said Zell.
"Me too!" chorused Seifer and Squall.
Quistis grinned.
"But what are we gonna do? I mean, most of the best things, excluding Irvine's, have been done already." Selphie put in.
Seifer considered this. Once again, the infamous light bulb popped up over his head.
"I've got it! Let's put on a strip show!"
"No point in that," Zell put in, "we already know what everyone looks like naked."
"Yeah…I guess that's right."
"Besides," added Squall, "I don't think it would be smart for Seifer to do that- we'd ridicule him out of Garden!"
Seifer picked up Hyperion and slashed it dangerously close to Squall's head.
Squall didn't even move a muscle. "Just because there's a six-inch difference doesn't mean you can try to give me another love scar."
Seifer let out a wail of embarrassment and slumped to the floor. Zell rushed over to console him, but as he did so, was pulled under the trenchcoat and disappeared into the black void.
Squall giggled stupidly.
Irvine suddenly burst through the door, clothes torn to shreds.
"I…finally…escaped…!" he panted, collapsing to the floor.
Everyone's eyes were suddenly on him.
Zell popped out of the trenchcoat and wiped his mouth off.
"Where the fuck did you go, sissy cowboy?" he asked.
"Headmaster…Cid…he…tried to…make me go…to his…office."
"Hell, I go there all the time!" Squall said while applying cherry -flavored lipsmacker.
Irvine stared at him in horror before falling to the floor, dead.
"What the fuck's HIS problem?" Squall said.
"I guess he saw the OTHER side of Cid…the one that he uses on Dr. Kadowaki," Quistis guessed.
Everyone shuddered.
Zell disappeared under the trenchcoat again. Quistis reached in and tried to pull him out, but instead grabbed onto something else…hard enough to make Seifer let out a cheerleader squeal. Quistis retrieved Zell.
"Now, then, let's go back to brainstorming," she said.
Selphie appeared stumped, as did everyone else.
"Why don't we just all go to bed?" she suggested.
"With each other?" Squall asked.
"I guess," Selphie said, "I have to get up early for the Garden Festival."
Seifer brushed off his pants. "Well, that's no loss," he said.
Selphie turned red.
"When the fuck is that stupid shit festival gonna be finished, anyway?" Zell said.
"As soon as I get there tomorrow, it'll be all complete and ready to show in the afternoon," she replied.
"HUH?" said everyone.
"My contribution will be the best of them all!" Selphie grinned.
"And that would be because…?" Quistis said.
"I got this entire thing on tape!"
~FIN
PiskyBoo: Well, that wraps Temptation up. Please R/R and let me know how I did!
*I hate Irvine, too.
"Perhaps," said Selphie, "we should have a 'final round' of sorts…?"
"Sounds good to me," said Zell.
"Me too!" chorused Seifer and Squall.
Quistis grinned.
"But what are we gonna do? I mean, most of the best things, excluding Irvine's, have been done already." Selphie put in.
Seifer considered this. Once again, the infamous light bulb popped up over his head.
"I've got it! Let's put on a strip show!"
"No point in that," Zell put in, "we already know what everyone looks like naked."
"Yeah…I guess that's right."
"Besides," added Squall, "I don't think it would be smart for Seifer to do that- we'd ridicule him out of Garden!"
Seifer picked up Hyperion and slashed it dangerously close to Squall's head.
Squall didn't even move a muscle. "Just because there's a six-inch difference doesn't mean you can try to give me another love scar."
Seifer let out a wail of embarrassment and slumped to the floor. Zell rushed over to console him, but as he did so, was pulled under the trenchcoat and disappeared into the black void.
Squall giggled stupidly.
Irvine suddenly burst through the door, clothes torn to shreds.
"I…finally…escaped…!" he panted, collapsing to the floor.
Everyone's eyes were suddenly on him.
Zell popped out of the trenchcoat and wiped his mouth off.
"Where the fuck did you go, sissy cowboy?" he asked.
"Headmaster…Cid…he…tried to…make me go…to his…office."
"Hell, I go there all the time!" Squall said while applying cherry -flavored lipsmacker.
Irvine stared at him in horror before falling to the floor, dead.
"What the fuck's HIS problem?" Squall said.
"I guess he saw the OTHER side of Cid…the one that he uses on Dr. Kadowaki," Quistis guessed.
Everyone shuddered.
Zell disappeared under the trenchcoat again. Quistis reached in and tried to pull him out, but instead grabbed onto something else…hard enough to make Seifer let out a cheerleader squeal. Quistis retrieved Zell.
"Now, then, let's go back to brainstorming," she said.
Selphie appeared stumped, as did everyone else.
"Why don't we just all go to bed?" she suggested.
"With each other?" Squall asked.
"I guess," Selphie said, "I have to get up early for the Garden Festival."
Seifer brushed off his pants. "Well, that's no loss," he said.
Selphie turned red.
"When the fuck is that stupid shit festival gonna be finished, anyway?" Zell said.
"As soon as I get there tomorrow, it'll be all complete and ready to show in the afternoon," she replied.
"HUH?" said everyone.
"My contribution will be the best of them all!" Selphie grinned.
"And that would be because…?" Quistis said.
"I got this entire thing on tape!"
~FIN
PiskyBoo: Well, that wraps Temptation up. Please R/R and let me know how I did!