Quistis Trepe leaned against the buffet table and nibbled on an entrée. It didn't appear like anyone else from the gang had shown up for the festival yet, besides Selphie. She watched the bubbly, brown haired girl talk with another member of the Garden Festival Committee at the other end of the room.
"Hey, sexy! Looking good tonight!" A voice complimented from behind.
Quistis rolled her eyes. "Hello Irvine." she said, reaching for another appetiser.
A short while later, the room began to fill up and cheery music was bouncing off of the walls. Zell was in his glory at the discovery of a tray of hot-dogs and slipped as many as he could into his pockets without drawing too much attention. He then sauntered over to a table where he joined Selphie, Quistis, Irvine, Raijin, Fujin, and Seifer.
"What's that you got there, Chicken Wuss?" Seifer asked when Zell frantically tried to catch a hot-dog that slipped out of his pocket.
"Nothing." Zell replied and sat down in the farthest seat from him.
"Hey, where's Rinoa and Squall?" Irvine asked.
His question was answered moments later when someone in a paper gown was seen swinging on a rope that was suspended from the ceiling. He was beating his chest and making Tarzan calls. Rinoa was below him, watching carefully with a worried expression on her face. The music went silent as everyone present in the room stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to the young man above them.
"Is that who I think it is?" Quistis asked before running over to investigate, along with everyone else at the table.
"Oh hi!" Squall shouted when he saw his friends gather below him. He tried to wave but lost his grip in the process and fell from his rope swing. Fortunately, he landed on Seifer, his arch rival, knocking him onto the floor.
"Get off of me!" the blond yelled at him and tried to push him away.
Squall jumped up immediately and glared at him. "No touchie!" he ordered, wagging his finger.
"Squall, honey, let's get you back to your dorm." Rinoa suggested, placing her arm around his shoulders.
"NO!" he cried, pulling away. He then ripped off his paper gown and threw it at her. Now he was only dressed in his Chocobo boxers but didn't seem to mind as he marched over to the buffet table to munch on a baby carrot.
When Rinoa approached him again in another attempt to get him to return to his dorm, he ran off, away from the Garden Festival. Everyone at the party looked on curiously until someone turned the music back on and they gradually returned to what they were doing before the interruption.