The Adventures of 15 Psychos and an Intergalactic Potato Peeler
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that happens to turn up in this fanfic, apart from having a patent on the magical potato peeler that is so dear to my heart.
Here are the wanderings of a crazy mind that just had waaaay too much sugar.
Chapter 1: It's a WHAT? With a WHAT glued on?!
The sky is dark over Memoria. 8 very familiar warriors stand triumphant. An evil force kneels, defeated, red feathered hair streaming out behind him. At the head of the victorious party, a young man with sandy blonde hair surveys the scene. ' Ha-HA, you thonged freak!' ' Oh for the love of Garland!' replies his brother and sworn enemy.(All because Kuja had a bigger doll's house as a child.) ' You don't think it's gonna be all that easy' do ya?' 'Well actually, we HAVE just defeated you and you have no means of escape. I like to think it IS that easy.' 'You didn't count on me having this new weapon, did ya?' Kuja waves something that looks suspiciously like a potato peeler with a cocktail umbrella glued to the handle under Zidane's nose. 'What the hell is that piece of junk?' the teenage thief asked, fiddling with every moveable piece on the evil kitchen equipment. ' Careful! It's a VER DELICATE IMPLEMENT!!!' 'Yeah, but what does it DO?' ' It transports people to different dimensions - HEY! Why am I telling you all this? I HATE YOU, you're my worst enemy! 'Who cares,' Zidane decided it wasn't worth it. 'Useless piece of chocobo crap!' He throws it to the ground and started stomping on it. ' Nooooooo!!!!!' Kuja screams and the world swirls around them. 'Nooooooo!!!!!' everyone screams and the world goes blank.
I would very much appreciate if you could R&R on this and also Tattered Wing's Fantavisation Street, cos he told me to say that.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that happens to turn up in this fanfic, apart from having a patent on the magical potato peeler that is so dear to my heart.
Here are the wanderings of a crazy mind that just had waaaay too much sugar.
Chapter 1: It's a WHAT? With a WHAT glued on?!
The sky is dark over Memoria. 8 very familiar warriors stand triumphant. An evil force kneels, defeated, red feathered hair streaming out behind him. At the head of the victorious party, a young man with sandy blonde hair surveys the scene. ' Ha-HA, you thonged freak!' ' Oh for the love of Garland!' replies his brother and sworn enemy.(All because Kuja had a bigger doll's house as a child.) ' You don't think it's gonna be all that easy' do ya?' 'Well actually, we HAVE just defeated you and you have no means of escape. I like to think it IS that easy.' 'You didn't count on me having this new weapon, did ya?' Kuja waves something that looks suspiciously like a potato peeler with a cocktail umbrella glued to the handle under Zidane's nose. 'What the hell is that piece of junk?' the teenage thief asked, fiddling with every moveable piece on the evil kitchen equipment. ' Careful! It's a VER DELICATE IMPLEMENT!!!' 'Yeah, but what does it DO?' ' It transports people to different dimensions - HEY! Why am I telling you all this? I HATE YOU, you're my worst enemy! 'Who cares,' Zidane decided it wasn't worth it. 'Useless piece of chocobo crap!' He throws it to the ground and started stomping on it. ' Nooooooo!!!!!' Kuja screams and the world swirls around them. 'Nooooooo!!!!!' everyone screams and the world goes blank.
I would very much appreciate if you could R&R on this and also Tattered Wing's Fantavisation Street, cos he told me to say that.