Final Fantasy VIII
Love Unrequited
By: Michael Montgomery
Just out of the urge to actually make the next session, I decided I would go ahead, even though reviewed once, I suspect more have read it. So, I bring yet another micro-installment for your reading pleasure. Enjoy, and remember, Squaresoft owns all characters I utilize within this tale.
~Session Three~
The room fills with a the heavenly aroma of a home cooked meal, a happy smile spreading across his face, ceasing his hands from their ritual of beating his punching bag to a soft little pulp. His shimmering fists release their clench, shooting up into the air as he releases a shout. "Woo-hoo! The food ready, ma?!"
"Almost, Zell hun. Just gotta fix yer drinks." Responds Ma Dincht, as she does her ritual as well...slaving over the stove for her children. In her hand is a silver ladle, stirring through a bowl of some of Balamb's finest homemade gumbo, the "Fastitocalon-F Supah Cajun Gumbo".
"Drinks!? That's all that's left. Hell, I'm comin' down now!" smirking, Zell darts down his stairs, yet halts, snapping his fingers, remembering one little detail. "I should wash my hands...ehehe!" Turning around, he runs back to his room, to washes up, humming a little tune as he does. His humming comes to halt as he hears the door open, then close...the bell above their door tenderly jingling.
"Zell! Yer Headmaster friend from the Garden is here!"
"Say wha?! Squall!?" He barrels down stair as fast as he can, coming to a screeching halt at Squall's feet. Staring at him a moment, he soon does this little shuffle with his feet and lands a small punch to Squall's shoulder. "Hey, buddy! What brings you to my neck of the woods?"
Obviously unsure of what to think of Zell's mannerisms, he just blows it off...figuring Zell will be Zell. His shoulder tenderly shrug as he pulls his hands from his pockets, raising one up and rubbing the back of head with his gloved palm. "Well...I was passing by and smelled something very delicious. And something...I hadn't had in a while..."
"Oh, Squall. You know yer always welcomed here!" interrupts Ma Dincht, with a hearty kind smile across her face, looking from Squall to Zell.
"Ya, buddy! Welcome whenever, booya!" a tender cackle erupts from his throat, soon nearly disappearing as he darts towards the table, grabbing his spoon in one hand and beating it at the table. "Foooooooood!"
"Alright, alright! Squall, just pull up a seat anywhere, hun."
After being told this, he pulls up a seat beside Zell, figuring he won't have to suffer Zell's ranting as long as he has a mouth full of food and is unable to talk. His azure eyes glance about, wondering where Zell's brother and sister are today. "So...where are your siblings?"
"Ah, they went fishin' for the day with Fujin. She's actually pretty nice, ya know?" as he says this, a huge bowl is placed in front of him, his eyes widening with delight. "Oh yeah! Less talk, more eats Squally!" Swiftly, he digs into the gumbo, eating at it hastily and rather sloppily.
Watching on with bewildered eyes, he looks to his bowl, partaking upon eating it only after giving his thanks to Ma Dincht. As each bite goes away, he watches the bowl go from full, to empty...this reminding him of his heart. How it was once so full...of love even. But now it's just empty...all because he didn't realize his own mistake. Muttering under his breath... "Why...why did I leave her...?" soon after, his eyes slowly close, but shoot back open, only because of Zell's interruption.
"Yeah, why did you leave her? I thought it was vice versa you putz!" Zell's mouth is shrouded in food, his bowl emptied completely and his nose in business that's not his own.
"I thought I was getting away from this crap...and how did you hear me, anyway?" he says all this while standing from his chair, readying to leave as he doesn't wish to play twenty questions with Zell, or with anyone for that matter.
"When you mutter, its more like...ya know, me talking normally instead of how I typically talk!" Nodding several times quickly, he raises to his feet, ready to follow Squall. Secretly he had been waiting for this moment, just waiting to lunge at Squall and beat the answers right outta him. Swiftly he leaps over the table, nearly kicking his poor Ma, but she pays it no attention, as she too is in on this. The door locked and she holding the only key out. After the swift jump over the table, Zell snubs Squall into a headlock, administering a noogie of doom atop Squall's untamed head. "Now ya gotta fess up, fool! Hahaha!"
"Alright...ALRIGHT!" Squall finds himself shouting, thoroughly annoyed with how Zell is acting, of course. He wriggles himself from this weak headlock that Zell has placed upon him, shaking his head, yet not having to resort his hair. It just finds its former position on its own. His mind swiftly processes ways to evade having to talk about this...he doesn't care to talk to anyone about a damn thing. "Well...listen. Can I stay here tonight...I'm pretty sleepy. So I'll tell you when we wake up...okay?"
"Hmmm, okay! That sound hunky-dory to me!" afterwards he slaps Squall on the shoulder and smirks, motioning his head towards upstairs. "You can take my room tonight, ole buddy!" Giving a slight shove to Squall to move upstairs, he watches as Squall wanders up the stairs, both he and Ma Dincht smiling as though they accomplished something.
Later that eve...
"The cicadas no longer chirped upon my awakening. I awoke to a dark and silent house...thankfully. I guess I had fallen asleep longer than I thought I would, maybe I was a bit more tired than I thought. But now, here I stand, gazing upon the still waves of Balamb Harbor, in deep contemplation over just what to do...there is no boat, just a Balamb Garden Aqua-mariner. But...then again, I am the Headmaster, and this thing can go faster than many other modes of transportation. So be it..." No longer in deep thought, Squall finds no hesitation in boarding the Aqua-mariner. He swiftly closes the back hatch, locking it and its many separate safety locks, to ensure no one can get to him from within the confides of the Aqua-mariner. Trudging through the thinly carpeted isle way, he makes his way to the main control room, assuming the captain's seat...or whatever it is. Saying only one thing as he starts the propeller engines. "Dollet Dukedom...you are my next stop."
The Aqua-mariner leaves port, the rope untwining itself with ease, not even tied to the port. The sky is illuminated with a huge full moon, its own reflection rippling in the tides of the ocean, a mirror to the sky. The darkness of space never-ending, the vacuum vast and empty and his world, his possibilities, now endless beyond all imagination.
~End Session Three~
I present to you a bigger and slightly more detailed chapter. I made this one up pretty late, just before going to bed. Geeze, I should have gone to bed way earlier. Anyway, hope you enjoy this installment. Read and Review, its good for you and for me!
Love Unrequited
By: Michael Montgomery
Just out of the urge to actually make the next session, I decided I would go ahead, even though reviewed once, I suspect more have read it. So, I bring yet another micro-installment for your reading pleasure. Enjoy, and remember, Squaresoft owns all characters I utilize within this tale.
~Session Three~
The room fills with a the heavenly aroma of a home cooked meal, a happy smile spreading across his face, ceasing his hands from their ritual of beating his punching bag to a soft little pulp. His shimmering fists release their clench, shooting up into the air as he releases a shout. "Woo-hoo! The food ready, ma?!"
"Almost, Zell hun. Just gotta fix yer drinks." Responds Ma Dincht, as she does her ritual as well...slaving over the stove for her children. In her hand is a silver ladle, stirring through a bowl of some of Balamb's finest homemade gumbo, the "Fastitocalon-F Supah Cajun Gumbo".
"Drinks!? That's all that's left. Hell, I'm comin' down now!" smirking, Zell darts down his stairs, yet halts, snapping his fingers, remembering one little detail. "I should wash my hands...ehehe!" Turning around, he runs back to his room, to washes up, humming a little tune as he does. His humming comes to halt as he hears the door open, then close...the bell above their door tenderly jingling.
"Zell! Yer Headmaster friend from the Garden is here!"
"Say wha?! Squall!?" He barrels down stair as fast as he can, coming to a screeching halt at Squall's feet. Staring at him a moment, he soon does this little shuffle with his feet and lands a small punch to Squall's shoulder. "Hey, buddy! What brings you to my neck of the woods?"
Obviously unsure of what to think of Zell's mannerisms, he just blows it off...figuring Zell will be Zell. His shoulder tenderly shrug as he pulls his hands from his pockets, raising one up and rubbing the back of head with his gloved palm. "Well...I was passing by and smelled something very delicious. And something...I hadn't had in a while..."
"Oh, Squall. You know yer always welcomed here!" interrupts Ma Dincht, with a hearty kind smile across her face, looking from Squall to Zell.
"Ya, buddy! Welcome whenever, booya!" a tender cackle erupts from his throat, soon nearly disappearing as he darts towards the table, grabbing his spoon in one hand and beating it at the table. "Foooooooood!"
"Alright, alright! Squall, just pull up a seat anywhere, hun."
After being told this, he pulls up a seat beside Zell, figuring he won't have to suffer Zell's ranting as long as he has a mouth full of food and is unable to talk. His azure eyes glance about, wondering where Zell's brother and sister are today. "So...where are your siblings?"
"Ah, they went fishin' for the day with Fujin. She's actually pretty nice, ya know?" as he says this, a huge bowl is placed in front of him, his eyes widening with delight. "Oh yeah! Less talk, more eats Squally!" Swiftly, he digs into the gumbo, eating at it hastily and rather sloppily.
Watching on with bewildered eyes, he looks to his bowl, partaking upon eating it only after giving his thanks to Ma Dincht. As each bite goes away, he watches the bowl go from full, to empty...this reminding him of his heart. How it was once so full...of love even. But now it's just empty...all because he didn't realize his own mistake. Muttering under his breath... "Why...why did I leave her...?" soon after, his eyes slowly close, but shoot back open, only because of Zell's interruption.
"Yeah, why did you leave her? I thought it was vice versa you putz!" Zell's mouth is shrouded in food, his bowl emptied completely and his nose in business that's not his own.
"I thought I was getting away from this crap...and how did you hear me, anyway?" he says all this while standing from his chair, readying to leave as he doesn't wish to play twenty questions with Zell, or with anyone for that matter.
"When you mutter, its more like...ya know, me talking normally instead of how I typically talk!" Nodding several times quickly, he raises to his feet, ready to follow Squall. Secretly he had been waiting for this moment, just waiting to lunge at Squall and beat the answers right outta him. Swiftly he leaps over the table, nearly kicking his poor Ma, but she pays it no attention, as she too is in on this. The door locked and she holding the only key out. After the swift jump over the table, Zell snubs Squall into a headlock, administering a noogie of doom atop Squall's untamed head. "Now ya gotta fess up, fool! Hahaha!"
"Alright...ALRIGHT!" Squall finds himself shouting, thoroughly annoyed with how Zell is acting, of course. He wriggles himself from this weak headlock that Zell has placed upon him, shaking his head, yet not having to resort his hair. It just finds its former position on its own. His mind swiftly processes ways to evade having to talk about this...he doesn't care to talk to anyone about a damn thing. "Well...listen. Can I stay here tonight...I'm pretty sleepy. So I'll tell you when we wake up...okay?"
"Hmmm, okay! That sound hunky-dory to me!" afterwards he slaps Squall on the shoulder and smirks, motioning his head towards upstairs. "You can take my room tonight, ole buddy!" Giving a slight shove to Squall to move upstairs, he watches as Squall wanders up the stairs, both he and Ma Dincht smiling as though they accomplished something.
Later that eve...
"The cicadas no longer chirped upon my awakening. I awoke to a dark and silent house...thankfully. I guess I had fallen asleep longer than I thought I would, maybe I was a bit more tired than I thought. But now, here I stand, gazing upon the still waves of Balamb Harbor, in deep contemplation over just what to do...there is no boat, just a Balamb Garden Aqua-mariner. But...then again, I am the Headmaster, and this thing can go faster than many other modes of transportation. So be it..." No longer in deep thought, Squall finds no hesitation in boarding the Aqua-mariner. He swiftly closes the back hatch, locking it and its many separate safety locks, to ensure no one can get to him from within the confides of the Aqua-mariner. Trudging through the thinly carpeted isle way, he makes his way to the main control room, assuming the captain's seat...or whatever it is. Saying only one thing as he starts the propeller engines. "Dollet Dukedom...you are my next stop."
The Aqua-mariner leaves port, the rope untwining itself with ease, not even tied to the port. The sky is illuminated with a huge full moon, its own reflection rippling in the tides of the ocean, a mirror to the sky. The darkness of space never-ending, the vacuum vast and empty and his world, his possibilities, now endless beyond all imagination.
~End Session Three~
I present to you a bigger and slightly more detailed chapter. I made this one up pretty late, just before going to bed. Geeze, I should have gone to bed way earlier. Anyway, hope you enjoy this installment. Read and Review, its good for you and for me!