Chapter 4-Love

Zell: 1 2 he's coming for you 3 4 better lock your door...

Seifer: Just get to it shit head.

Zell: *sticks out his tongue* Heeeeres Angel!

Sexy Angel: *cries*

Racing: She's STILL crying?

Irvine: *shurgs* I guess Squall didn't come home.

Zell: OOOh.

Seifer: Where is he? He's not even at work?

Sexy Angel: NOBODY CARES ABOUT ME!!

Irvine: *holds Sexy Angel* It's okay. Your too good for him. You need someone like me. *grins*

Sexy Angel: *cries louder*

Seifer: STUFF IT ANGEL!

Racing: *sighs and shrugs*

:: Squall comes walking in and sits by Zell::

Zell: *pushes Squall away from him* Go say sorry to Angel!

Racing: Yea. Shut her up! Sh'es been crying ALL night!

Squall: *sits down and does nothing*

Irvine: You suck Squall.

Squall: At least I don't suck...

Sexy Angel: *cries even LOUDER then before*

Racing: SHUT THE FUCK UP ANGEL!!! BEFORE I MAKE YOU SHUT UP!!

Sexy Angel: *stops crying*

Racing: FINALY! *shakes her head*

Seifer: Thank Hyne.

Zell :So who's singing?

Racing: *laughs* Squally.. your singing first!

Squall:......

Racing: He WAS supposed to sing "Hot In Herre" By: Nelly.. but I'm gunna change things. *smiles evily*

Sexy Angel: *starts to cry again*

Seifer: ANGEL SHUT THE HELL UP!!! STOP YOUR BITCHEN!!

Sexy Angel: How comforting Seifer.

Racing: WOOOW!! SHE SPEAKS!!!

Sexy Angel: Shut up!

Racing: *rolls eyes* Right on. Wells, Squally over here is gunna sing to Angel.

Squall: *rolls eyes* What song?

Racing: *grins*

Squall: Oooh nooo....

Racing: Its not bad! Its "Ny December" By: LP. IF THATS BAD IM GUNNA PULL U APART!

Seifer: Never insult LP.

Zell: Yea.. I learned it the hard way.

Racing: *smiles* Damn right! *looks at Squall* GO AND SING!! BEFORE ANGEL WATERFALL STARTS BACK UP!

::the lights dim to a blue color and Squalls in the spotlight with Angel::

Squall: This is my December This is my time of the year This is my December This is all so clear This is my December This is my snow covered home This is my December This is me alone

And I

Zell: Just wish that I didn't feel Like there was Something I missed

Squall:And I

Zell: Take back all The things I said To make you Feel like that

Squall: And I

Zell: Just wish that I didn't feel Like there was Something I missed

Squall: And I

Zell: Take back all the Things I said to you

Squall: And I give it all away Just to have somewhere To go to Give it all away To have someone To come home to

This is my December These are my snow covered dreams This is me pretending This is all I need

Zell: Just wish that I didn't feel Like there was Something I missed

Squall:And I

Zell: Take back all The things I said To make you Feel like that

Squall: And I

Zell: Just wish that I didn't feel Like there was Something I missed

Squall: And I

Zell: Take back all the Things I said to you

Squall: And I give it all away Just to have somewhere To go to Give it all away To have someone To come home to

This is my December This is my time of the year This is my December This is all so clear

And I give it all away Just to have somewhere To go to Give it all away To have someone To come home to

::lights come back on and we see Squall kneeling in front of Sexy Angel::

Squall: Im sorry Sexy. Do you forgive me?

Seifer: I think Im gunna be sick...

Racing: Me too.

Squall: *glares at them two*

Sexy Angel: *Looks thoughtful* ............ *Kisses Squall*

Squall: *picks up Sexy and they go somewhere*

Irvine: *pouts*

Racing: *shudders*

Seifer: Nasty.

Zell: *shouts* HEY GET YOUR ASSES BACK!!! IT CAN WAIT TILL AFTER!

::Squall and Sexy come back and sit down on a chair::

Zell: Well... next we have Racing and Seifer singing... *eyes widen*

Racing: What? Don't like that song?

Zell: "I Can Tell" By: 504 Boyz?

Seifer: So? Got a problem?

Zell: *rolls eyes*

::the lights dim and we see Seifer and Racing in the spotlight. Seifer' wearing a his normal trench but its black, with a black shirt with his normal shoes and pants. Racing's wearing a black trench with a black tube top with black baggie pants with army boots::

Seifer: You ain't gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you want to fuck

Racing: And you ain't gotta call me ya boo Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too

Seifer:No, No, No you ain't gotta say to much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck

Racing:And you ain't gotta call me ya boo Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too

Seifer: Now you ain't gotta say much cuz I was peepin you Lookin at yo hips got me thinkin bout how deep In you um tryin to go You heard about No Limit Soldiers? We get up in it and hit it harder then De La Hoya I thought I told you soldier draws Cover my balls, Um known for rippin the pussy walls I heard you got that kill I can see all in yo grill Can you ride me like a black Mercedes? And make me do that shit I never did with other ladies? I got a woman so i'm not lookin for love I just wanna fit yo glove Get a couple of uh-uh's Shove it in your mouth just like a thug And uh, hit me on my pager if you want it Its soldier passion So get up on it if you want it WHOA-WHOA!!!!

You ain't gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck

Racing: And you ain't gotta call me ya boo Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too

Seifer:No, No, No you ain't gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck

Racing:And you ain't gotta call me ya boo Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too Put me on the counter in the kitchen Now baby pour my body with some ice cream Lick me from head to toe Bending me over 69'll be the next thing I wanna taste your body all night long From sun up to sun down I wanna make you moan

Seifer: You ain't gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck

Racing: And you ain't gotta call me ya boo Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too

Seifer:No, No, No you ain't gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck

Racing:And you ain't gotta call me ya boo Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too

Seifer: Can I light a candle? And kiss you in the places light won't show I'll take my time and do it slow I'll do my own exercises Right between your thighs It's so very pleasural, I'll go places he won't go Lets keep it on the low-low So he won't know Now lets take it to the floor

You ain't gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck

Racing: And you ain't gotta call me ya boo Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too

Seifer:No, No, No you ain't gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck

Racing:And you ain't gotta call me ya boo Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too

::The lighs come back and Seifer and Racing are gone::

Zell: Where did they go?

Irvine: *laughs* Go Seifer!

Squall: *shakes his head*

Zell: *says something before Irvine says anything* Um.. thats tonights show! Stay tuned for tomarrow nights!

Irvine: When am I gunna sing again?

Zell: In chapter six.

Irvine: YES!!

Zell: Oh hyne have mercy on us all.