The Next Match: The Cids!

Jack: Yep! Luckily, my boss was too stuck to the TV watching the stocks to keep an eye on what was going on, so the next match will be against the Cids! HAHA! You have to deal with this crap from yet another chapter!

Kid: Hey! Down in front! Get off the stage!

Other guy: Boo! Shut up and get on with it.

Jack *grips hands and summons Anima. Guys run out screaming in horror as it chases after him*: Okay. Now, as I was saying, we have the Cids from Seven, Eight, and Ten...Well, here they are folks!

*Crowd cheers. Cid from Seven salutes, Cid from Ten bows like every freakin' person in Spira does, and Cid from Eight just stands there looking happy.

Ref: Alright, let's make this a good clean fight. Let's get in on!

C. from S. *glares with fit shaking*: Bring it baldy!

C. from T.: C'mon, yellow teeth!

C. from S.: What?! How dare you! I do not have yellow teeth!!

C. from T.: Then what's with it, eh??

C. from S. *takes out mirror and scratches his teeth, having them peel as they do*: Uh...I had lemon cotton candy! But what's with that stupid get up? Going swimming? I hope you get eaten by Sin!

C. from T.: Hey that's my game!

C. from S.: So! That name was from my game!!!

C. from E.: Hey, can't we all just get along-

Both: YOU SHUT UP!!!!

*Cid and Cid disappear, soon returning in the Highwind and that Al Bhed ship. They charge at each other, Cid from Eight stuck in the middle. They both start shooting at each other, but nothing happens as they run into each other. As the dust settle, Cid an Cid emerge from the rumble and start beating each other up, Cid from Eight still standing there.*

*As this is going on, Jack looks around to fins that the place was complete demolished on two sides, everyone sitting dumbfounded. Jack shrugged, getting back into her chair after being under the desk*

*Cid and Cid continue to beat each other up, but as Cid from Eight intervenes, they both hit him in the face, making his glasses break and cry. They were about to throw another punch when suddenly they heard a screech, Edda Pushing through the stands and toppling into the arena, a dark aura spread around her as she charged them*

C. from S.: ....

C. from T.: Uh...You thinking what I'm thinking.

C. from S. *nodding*: Never get the sorceress wife pissed.

Edda: DIE!!!!!

C. from T: Good Yevon!! She'll kill us ALL!!

*Both Cids run out in horror as Edda chased them, threatening them with Ultima. Cid from Eight continues to cry like a little girl, as everyone sweatdrops*

Jack: Uh...I guess we can call this one a draw...CLEAN UP IN ARENA FIVE!!!