*Squall is now waking up in the Infirmatory wing*

Squall: Ugghh.. Where the hulk am I?

Doctor: Hey, I couldn't help but over hear, but did you just say hulk?

Squall: Yeah. What's wrong with hulk?

Doctor: Oh nothing, but don't you think its kinda gay? Hulk. Sound just like something a cracker would say.

Squall: Well why don't you.you. JUST SHUT THE HULK UP OK!!!!

Doctor: Fine..*underneath her breath* cracker

*Suddenly Bob Saget pops his head from the door*

Bob Saget: Hey, Have I ever told you the story of the night I lost my virginity?

Doctor: Damnit Bob, this is the last straw. Gettem' Boys. *Signals in 2 big men in white uniforms, and start dragging Bob Saget away*

Bob Saget: *in a fading voice* That's OK, maybe next time!

*Quistis walks in*

Quistis: There's the little bugger, I'll teach that little shit a lesson this time.

*Squall squeals and rolls into the nearest corner*

Quistis: What happened to these?

*Quistis picks up Squalls brand newly torn knickers*

Quistis: You tore you..

Squall: I gotta go

*Squall walks out of the Infirmatory missing the "bottom half" of his shelf if you get my drift*

Quistis: Wait up! *runs after Squall*

Quistis: You should probally put these on. *hands pants to Squall*

Squall: I don't need em'

Quistis: People are staring at you.

Squall: I said I don't need em'!

Quistis: *shrugs her shoulders* Allright

Stranger Girl: Nice ass big boy

Quistis: What was she talking about?

Squall: I think its pretty obvious

Quistis: No really, what WAS she talking about

Squall: Give me those *grabs pants from Quistis*

Quistis: So, are you going to the ball tonight?

Squall: Ball? What ball?

Quistis: You know the big ball for all the new SeeD members, didn't you get your invitation?

Squall: Oh.. I guess, my invitation got lost in the mail

Quistis: You know what, I think it's possible you didn't even get sent an invitation.

Squall: You know what, I think it's NOT possible for you to shut the hulk yp.

Quistis: Hulk?

Squall: Leave me alone!

Quistis: Oh well, I'll see you later, I got to get ready

Squall: So this is it, this is how it's going to end?

Quistis: Yea. Sure.. Why not?

Squall: That's just typical, you know what, I don't think I need these anymore *takes off pants*

Quistis: No, Squall please

Squall: You just go..

*Later that evening before the ball, and Squall still lacking pants*