WHEN ZELL RAN OUTTA YEL... I MEAN GEL! (part two of i don't know how many)
by: zhakeena
introductiones: Okay... thanks to those who reviewed and complimented my stupid work! I can't believe you people liked this... not that it's a bad thing! And for that person who gave me a somewhat long lecture about the British people, (sorry, i have a poor memory... _) thanks! But, I still don't understand a thing, sorry! My only source of information is that little black box in my room called the "Television", so what can you expect? (hey, I live at the boondocks in one of the poorest and most pathetic Asian countries for crying out loud!!! I'm so unloyal...) Um... what else... oh, yeah! "Der doike ees leeking" means "the dike is leaking!" ... Don't ask... And, to those who never did like the script style of writing, this is STILL in script style, sorry! I tried earlier to make it into paragraphs and etc., but it all just sounded stupid... I'm not good at that sorta thing... sigh...
That's all for my author's notes bablablablablayaddayaddayadda..... on with the show, dammit all!
+++++++++++++++++===============After Zell's detention...===================++++++++++++++
We could see Zell stumble out of the detention room, looking like he just survived coming from a place full of leaking dikes. He was gasping and such, and etc, and so on...
Zell: Halleluia! I bane survived!
Quit it, Zell! Anyway, as he was rejoicing and such, Rinoa the English woman (i said ENGLISH this time! no more confusicity!!! uh... that was a word?) and Selphie the hopping happy Aussie approached him.
Selphie: Hiyah, Zelly! Wha'zup wit' yew, mate?
Zell: I yoost surffived tew hours of not talking!
Rinoa: Int'resting... ah-ny-way, we heahd abou' youw haiyah problems, and we'd like tuh help!
Selphie: Yeeh! We concocted this heeyah special sof'ening gel fer yew, mate!
Zell: (remembering Irvine's so-called remedy) No, no more hair yels for Zelly...
Selphie: Aw, c'mon, Zelly! Pleeezzee?
Rinoa: We can practicahly guarantee, this one'll weohk! (work!)
Zell: No, aye theenk aye'll pass...
Selphie: Tew bad... D'ya heayah tha', Rinny?
Rinoa: Ye... ANGELO!!!
Suddenly, Angelo ran out of nowhere... like he usually does when Rinoa hollers for him during battle... and dragged poor ol Zell by the collar to somewhere...
Zell: Vat de--- Schtoopeed dog! LET GO OF ZELLY!
Selphie: Tha's it, Engeelo! Tew theah Beauty Salon!
Rinoa: Theyah's no beauty salon in thuh Gahden, Sef...
Angelo: (neck straining...) RUFF!
Selphie: Um... okay then! Tew theah Gahl's Washrewm!!!!!!
Zell: AIKH! DER DOIKE EES LEEKINGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (fading away as they go to the washroom...)
*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. Meanwhile, at Squall and Irvine's side... .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*
Irvine: ... Dy'uh hear sumfin, pudnuh?
Squall: ...... sound a lo' like Zell.....
Irvine: Dy'uh think we should go an' heyelp him?
Squall: I don't feel like i'.......
Seifer: (barging in the entertainment room... that's where they were, after all...) Vat are a bunch of jerkz dooving here?
Squall: Whot?
Irvine: Ah reckon he said whut are we doin' here...
Squall: Oh... this is ouwah room, remembuh?
Irvine: An' may ah ask, whut're yeow doin' in this here place?
Seifer: I felt like bahging een...
Squall: Fohget that... whot dew you want?
Seifer: Oh, yah... in case yu jerkz are int'rested, i just soh dat Chickin- vas being dragged intu da gurl's vashroom by da messunger-gurl und da beetch vid da dog...
Squall: Who ah you collin' a bitch, Seifah?!
Seifer: (sneer!) Who dya theenk, pewbertie boi?
Squall: Oh, that's it, youwah going tew paiy! (fights "Seifah")
Irvine: Wait a minute, folks! Whuddya mean, Zell's in that there gurl's washroom again?
(",)(",)(",)(",)(",) At the Girls' "Vashroom"... [man why did I bother with the designing thingies??!!!] (",)(",)(",)(",)(",)
Rinoa: Stay still, buggah! (struggling to make Zell sit still)
Zell: OI! DER DOIKE EES LEEKINGG! DER DOIKE EES LEEKINGG!!!!!!!!!
Selphie: (barging in with a plate of hotdogs) Or else yew wou'nt git intew these hotdogs!!!!
Zell: OI! DER DOIKE EES--- mmmm.... hotdogs!!!!! (eats a dozen all at once)
Rinoa: Clevah oidea, Selphie!!!
Selphie: Deon't mentien it!!! ^_^
Suddenly (without warning), Quistis entered the washroom......
Quistis: Bonjour, guhls! Comment ca va?---- SACREBLEU!!!! Wat eez Zell duing here?!!!!!!!
Zell: *munch, munch....*
Selphie: Oh, g'day, Quisty!!!!!! We was helpin' Zell he'e git his haiyah back ta nohmal!!!!
Quistis: By stuffing him wiz ol zis hot dogs?! [a/n:stupid primitive computer don't have a character map!!!! fume...]
Rinoa: Oh, no no no no no, silly! We have heeyah this concoction! (points to her mixing bowl thingie with stuff in it) We maide i' ouwahselves....
Selphie: Is i' ready ye', Rinny?
Rinoa: Wai'.... ye! I's ready now!!!
Rinoa presented them with some grayish greenish oozy gooey slop, which is supposedly the concoction they were making. She molded the slop onto Zell's hair.
Zell: *munch, munch...* ??! Vat are yew bane dooing tew my hair?!
Selphie: She's fixin' i', silly!!!!
Quistis: Ooh la la...
Rinoa: Just a few slops moh... theyah! Now we le' i' settle foh abou'... 10 minii's!!!
Selphie: Isn' tha' a bit tew long, Rin?
Rinoa: Nah, trust me!
~~~~10 minutes later~~~~~
Quistis: Zis eez not meyking me any 'appeuh, guhls! (this is not making me any happier, girls!)
Zell: Oi....
Rinoa: Patience, yew!!! I think i's ready now...
She got a hammer and chisel outta nowhere and chipped the hardened gunk out of Zell's hair... unfortunately....
Zell: AIKH! VAT DID YEW DO TEW MY HAIR???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Selphie: Lewk's like Rinny chipped yer haiyah off, mate!!!
Rinoa: Oh.... bloody hell.... Sorry, Zell!
Quistis: Sacrebleu... Zis shall not spred 'apiniz ol over ze weld!!!!
Zell: (freaking out... but with no hair to pull) OI! DER DOIKE EES LEEKINGG! DER DOIKE EES LEEKINGG!!!!!!!!!
Poor little Zell with his nonexistent hair ran towards his so-called sanctuary... (the training center) and decided to lay his sorrows upon the poor but irritating grats.
Zell: (finishing off another grat and does victory dance) Oh yah! Another score for Zelly!
But then, in the midst of his peculiar victory dance, Squall, Seifer and Irvine decided to barge in.
Seifer: Vatcha dooin', Chickin-vas? Svattin' at flies?! Haha--- (notices Zell's nonexistent hair) fuschta! Is zat even chickin-vas?!
Squall: Oh foh heavenly Christ's sake.......
Irvine: Whut thuh hell happen'd tew yuh, pudnuh?!
Zell: Aikh! Schtoopid.............................. -
Seifer: Hahah! A bald chickin-vas! Dis is priceless!!!
Irvine: Whut in tarnation did thuh gurls did tuh yuh?
Zell: (gives in...) GGGHHH! Rinoa yoost chipped off my beyootiful blond hair!!!
Squall: ... How can anyone chop off sombody else's haiyuh....?
Just then, Rinoa, Selphie and Quistis came running in, puffing and wheezing. Apparently, they chased after Zell and got a little lost.
Rinoa: *puff puff wheeze!!!* Wheuh the hell is Zell?! *puff puff...* (hmm... rhymes!!! hehe...)
Zell: *squeak!* (hides behind Squall)
Selphie: Oh, the' ye are, mate! We've been lewkin' feh yer bald li'l head!
Zell: Don't rub eet in!!!!!
Quistis: 'ow impolite of you, Selphie... Ah, monsieur Dincht! I 'ave a soluzione' to your problem!!! (i just ad-libbed this thing... )
Seifer: Vat are yu going to do? Giff him a head massage???!!! hehehe...
Rinoa: Quiet deown, Seifah! We had a hahd enough time seahching foh the kid yelling 'sanktewarie!'.... which the outside people said was Zell....
Squall: Fuhst of all, Rinoa... how did yew manage to chip off Zell's haiyuh?
Rinoa: Oh! I just maide my 'miracle haiyah glop'--- it was supposed tew seuhve like Zell's old haiyuh gel...
Selphie: But Rinoa nevah lis'ned tew me whin I said tha' she le' i' staiy foh too long!
Rinoa: Quiet, Sef!!!
Irvine: So, Quisty? Whut do yew plan on doing to baldeh boy heeyah?
Zell: BALDY BOI?! VHY I OUGHTA...
Quistis: Pleeze, pleeze, pleeze! Lizzen to moi!!!!
Squall: ... Go on ahead.
Quistis: Merci... now, if eet eez all right, with you, Zell, I cud mek my hair growing formula!!!
Zell: Shoore... Aye don't mind... as long as yew don't slop eet on my head....
Seifer: Hehehe... Zis shud be int'resting...
Quistis: Okay... now come on! Time, she waitz for nobody!!!!!!
tew be conteenyood!!!!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
... um.... it's a bit too short... and I was confused on how the hell am I supposed to continue this thing!!! oh, well... and, i have a few things to ask of those who know the answers to my ramblings: a.) Where does "Kramer" come from? b.) any of you know what is Edea's maiden name? c.) Is Loire french, too? or what? d.) Where does "Seagill" come from?!
Now you have a clue on who's gonna appear in the next part!!!
And now, an extra message from our lead actor!!!!
Zell: SAVE ME FROM THIS STEREOTYPE!!!!! AAAGGHHHH!!!!!
Quiet, you!!!!!
and... tata for now! review, i ask of you!!!
by: zhakeena
introductiones: Okay... thanks to those who reviewed and complimented my stupid work! I can't believe you people liked this... not that it's a bad thing! And for that person who gave me a somewhat long lecture about the British people, (sorry, i have a poor memory... _) thanks! But, I still don't understand a thing, sorry! My only source of information is that little black box in my room called the "Television", so what can you expect? (hey, I live at the boondocks in one of the poorest and most pathetic Asian countries for crying out loud!!! I'm so unloyal...) Um... what else... oh, yeah! "Der doike ees leeking" means "the dike is leaking!" ... Don't ask... And, to those who never did like the script style of writing, this is STILL in script style, sorry! I tried earlier to make it into paragraphs and etc., but it all just sounded stupid... I'm not good at that sorta thing... sigh...
That's all for my author's notes bablablablablayaddayaddayadda..... on with the show, dammit all!
+++++++++++++++++===============After Zell's detention...===================++++++++++++++
We could see Zell stumble out of the detention room, looking like he just survived coming from a place full of leaking dikes. He was gasping and such, and etc, and so on...
Zell: Halleluia! I bane survived!
Quit it, Zell! Anyway, as he was rejoicing and such, Rinoa the English woman (i said ENGLISH this time! no more confusicity!!! uh... that was a word?) and Selphie the hopping happy Aussie approached him.
Selphie: Hiyah, Zelly! Wha'zup wit' yew, mate?
Zell: I yoost surffived tew hours of not talking!
Rinoa: Int'resting... ah-ny-way, we heahd abou' youw haiyah problems, and we'd like tuh help!
Selphie: Yeeh! We concocted this heeyah special sof'ening gel fer yew, mate!
Zell: (remembering Irvine's so-called remedy) No, no more hair yels for Zelly...
Selphie: Aw, c'mon, Zelly! Pleeezzee?
Rinoa: We can practicahly guarantee, this one'll weohk! (work!)
Zell: No, aye theenk aye'll pass...
Selphie: Tew bad... D'ya heayah tha', Rinny?
Rinoa: Ye... ANGELO!!!
Suddenly, Angelo ran out of nowhere... like he usually does when Rinoa hollers for him during battle... and dragged poor ol Zell by the collar to somewhere...
Zell: Vat de--- Schtoopeed dog! LET GO OF ZELLY!
Selphie: Tha's it, Engeelo! Tew theah Beauty Salon!
Rinoa: Theyah's no beauty salon in thuh Gahden, Sef...
Angelo: (neck straining...) RUFF!
Selphie: Um... okay then! Tew theah Gahl's Washrewm!!!!!!
Zell: AIKH! DER DOIKE EES LEEKINGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (fading away as they go to the washroom...)
*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. Meanwhile, at Squall and Irvine's side... .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*
Irvine: ... Dy'uh hear sumfin, pudnuh?
Squall: ...... sound a lo' like Zell.....
Irvine: Dy'uh think we should go an' heyelp him?
Squall: I don't feel like i'.......
Seifer: (barging in the entertainment room... that's where they were, after all...) Vat are a bunch of jerkz dooving here?
Squall: Whot?
Irvine: Ah reckon he said whut are we doin' here...
Squall: Oh... this is ouwah room, remembuh?
Irvine: An' may ah ask, whut're yeow doin' in this here place?
Seifer: I felt like bahging een...
Squall: Fohget that... whot dew you want?
Seifer: Oh, yah... in case yu jerkz are int'rested, i just soh dat Chickin- vas being dragged intu da gurl's vashroom by da messunger-gurl und da beetch vid da dog...
Squall: Who ah you collin' a bitch, Seifah?!
Seifer: (sneer!) Who dya theenk, pewbertie boi?
Squall: Oh, that's it, youwah going tew paiy! (fights "Seifah")
Irvine: Wait a minute, folks! Whuddya mean, Zell's in that there gurl's washroom again?
(",)(",)(",)(",)(",) At the Girls' "Vashroom"... [man why did I bother with the designing thingies??!!!] (",)(",)(",)(",)(",)
Rinoa: Stay still, buggah! (struggling to make Zell sit still)
Zell: OI! DER DOIKE EES LEEKINGG! DER DOIKE EES LEEKINGG!!!!!!!!!
Selphie: (barging in with a plate of hotdogs) Or else yew wou'nt git intew these hotdogs!!!!
Zell: OI! DER DOIKE EES--- mmmm.... hotdogs!!!!! (eats a dozen all at once)
Rinoa: Clevah oidea, Selphie!!!
Selphie: Deon't mentien it!!! ^_^
Suddenly (without warning), Quistis entered the washroom......
Quistis: Bonjour, guhls! Comment ca va?---- SACREBLEU!!!! Wat eez Zell duing here?!!!!!!!
Zell: *munch, munch....*
Selphie: Oh, g'day, Quisty!!!!!! We was helpin' Zell he'e git his haiyah back ta nohmal!!!!
Quistis: By stuffing him wiz ol zis hot dogs?! [a/n:stupid primitive computer don't have a character map!!!! fume...]
Rinoa: Oh, no no no no no, silly! We have heeyah this concoction! (points to her mixing bowl thingie with stuff in it) We maide i' ouwahselves....
Selphie: Is i' ready ye', Rinny?
Rinoa: Wai'.... ye! I's ready now!!!
Rinoa presented them with some grayish greenish oozy gooey slop, which is supposedly the concoction they were making. She molded the slop onto Zell's hair.
Zell: *munch, munch...* ??! Vat are yew bane dooing tew my hair?!
Selphie: She's fixin' i', silly!!!!
Quistis: Ooh la la...
Rinoa: Just a few slops moh... theyah! Now we le' i' settle foh abou'... 10 minii's!!!
Selphie: Isn' tha' a bit tew long, Rin?
Rinoa: Nah, trust me!
~~~~10 minutes later~~~~~
Quistis: Zis eez not meyking me any 'appeuh, guhls! (this is not making me any happier, girls!)
Zell: Oi....
Rinoa: Patience, yew!!! I think i's ready now...
She got a hammer and chisel outta nowhere and chipped the hardened gunk out of Zell's hair... unfortunately....
Zell: AIKH! VAT DID YEW DO TEW MY HAIR???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Selphie: Lewk's like Rinny chipped yer haiyah off, mate!!!
Rinoa: Oh.... bloody hell.... Sorry, Zell!
Quistis: Sacrebleu... Zis shall not spred 'apiniz ol over ze weld!!!!
Zell: (freaking out... but with no hair to pull) OI! DER DOIKE EES LEEKINGG! DER DOIKE EES LEEKINGG!!!!!!!!!
Poor little Zell with his nonexistent hair ran towards his so-called sanctuary... (the training center) and decided to lay his sorrows upon the poor but irritating grats.
Zell: (finishing off another grat and does victory dance) Oh yah! Another score for Zelly!
But then, in the midst of his peculiar victory dance, Squall, Seifer and Irvine decided to barge in.
Seifer: Vatcha dooin', Chickin-vas? Svattin' at flies?! Haha--- (notices Zell's nonexistent hair) fuschta! Is zat even chickin-vas?!
Squall: Oh foh heavenly Christ's sake.......
Irvine: Whut thuh hell happen'd tew yuh, pudnuh?!
Zell: Aikh! Schtoopid.............................. -
Seifer: Hahah! A bald chickin-vas! Dis is priceless!!!
Irvine: Whut in tarnation did thuh gurls did tuh yuh?
Zell: (gives in...) GGGHHH! Rinoa yoost chipped off my beyootiful blond hair!!!
Squall: ... How can anyone chop off sombody else's haiyuh....?
Just then, Rinoa, Selphie and Quistis came running in, puffing and wheezing. Apparently, they chased after Zell and got a little lost.
Rinoa: *puff puff wheeze!!!* Wheuh the hell is Zell?! *puff puff...* (hmm... rhymes!!! hehe...)
Zell: *squeak!* (hides behind Squall)
Selphie: Oh, the' ye are, mate! We've been lewkin' feh yer bald li'l head!
Zell: Don't rub eet in!!!!!
Quistis: 'ow impolite of you, Selphie... Ah, monsieur Dincht! I 'ave a soluzione' to your problem!!! (i just ad-libbed this thing... )
Seifer: Vat are yu going to do? Giff him a head massage???!!! hehehe...
Rinoa: Quiet deown, Seifah! We had a hahd enough time seahching foh the kid yelling 'sanktewarie!'.... which the outside people said was Zell....
Squall: Fuhst of all, Rinoa... how did yew manage to chip off Zell's haiyuh?
Rinoa: Oh! I just maide my 'miracle haiyah glop'--- it was supposed tew seuhve like Zell's old haiyuh gel...
Selphie: But Rinoa nevah lis'ned tew me whin I said tha' she le' i' staiy foh too long!
Rinoa: Quiet, Sef!!!
Irvine: So, Quisty? Whut do yew plan on doing to baldeh boy heeyah?
Zell: BALDY BOI?! VHY I OUGHTA...
Quistis: Pleeze, pleeze, pleeze! Lizzen to moi!!!!
Squall: ... Go on ahead.
Quistis: Merci... now, if eet eez all right, with you, Zell, I cud mek my hair growing formula!!!
Zell: Shoore... Aye don't mind... as long as yew don't slop eet on my head....
Seifer: Hehehe... Zis shud be int'resting...
Quistis: Okay... now come on! Time, she waitz for nobody!!!!!!
tew be conteenyood!!!!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
... um.... it's a bit too short... and I was confused on how the hell am I supposed to continue this thing!!! oh, well... and, i have a few things to ask of those who know the answers to my ramblings: a.) Where does "Kramer" come from? b.) any of you know what is Edea's maiden name? c.) Is Loire french, too? or what? d.) Where does "Seagill" come from?!
Now you have a clue on who's gonna appear in the next part!!!
And now, an extra message from our lead actor!!!!
Zell: SAVE ME FROM THIS STEREOTYPE!!!!! AAAGGHHHH!!!!!
Quiet, you!!!!!
and... tata for now! review, i ask of you!!!