Note: Hi. This story is about Laguna. Yup. Cuz he's so silly and we love
him. This is written by Smiley and me, Kitty. She's obviously Smiley, and
I'm MastaDemonKittyn. But together. . .we're Giggles!!!
Disclaimer: Yes. These peoples belong to Squaresoft. But enjoy anyways, because it's just as good. . .
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Hi. This is Laguna.
Laguna: "Hi!"
Laguna is the president of Esthar.
Laguna: "Yeppers!!"
Laguna why are you so weird?
Laguna: *Doing toe touches and grunting* "What?"
Umm never mind.
Back to the story. . .or wait, um, I mean to the story for the first time!!!
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One bright sunny day, Laguna was walking through the halls of the presidential palace when all of a sudden, he ran into Squall. "Hi, Squall!" Laguna greeted cheerily.
". . .Whatever," the SeeD replied.
"Isn't it a PRETTY day?"
". . .Whatever."
"You need to change that attitude Mister!"
"Yeah. . .Whatever."
Laguna walked away still smiling and skipping slightly. He was on his way to the Balamb Garden to give a speech on himself and how Squall was his son. As he bordered a ship, which he didn't know the name of, he spotted a cute looking something in the co-pilot's chair.
::Awww, it's a moomba!:: he thought to himself, ::I guess I'm on the Ragnarok again. Hmm, Selphie must have piloted it. But I guess they won't mind if I borrow it.::
So, he happily sat down and stared at the controls, his mind blank. ::So WHAT am I supposed to do again?::
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Well, anyways, after about a long hour of hovering in the air and many dangerous scrapes against tall buildings and maybe a car or two (that is, around the time that he had invaded Selphie's secret stash of pixie stix and got a little happy), he finally arrived at where Balamb was at Fisherman's Horizon.
Once he arrived, Cid, Xu, and Quistis were waiting for him. "Hello, President Loire, once again, a pleasure to see you," the headmaster greeted as kindly as he could. But his mind was wandering to other things. . . like the emergency call they had received from Irvine in Esthar to pick them up because the Ragnarok was hijacked. . .
"Are you ready for your speech, Mr. Loire?" Xu asked sweetly. "Everyone's already assembled and ready to hear it."
"All right," he answered, and he skipped to the cafeteria after Xu.
"ALL RIGHT EVERYONE QUIET DOWN!!!!!" Cid was yelling over everyone. He motioned for Laguna to step up to the microphone. So he nodded and did so.
"Hi everybody!" Laguna greeted, "How is everyone?"
People cheered, not knowing how else to react, but Selphie, Irvine, and Squall all grumbled to themselves in the back. They knew very well who it was that took their mode of transportation.
"Now, I suppose you've all been briefed on what I'm here for. . .but I'll explain it myself anyway!!"
Some wondered how a forty-four year-old man could be so hyper, but Selphie forgot her slight anger and cheered. Then she nudged Irvine who did the same very reluctantly.
"And the topic is. . ." He stopped and looked around. If it was possible to get a hang-over from pixie stix, he just proved it so. Either that, or they worked in double-effect on him, because he noticed a student in the back with a spoony-fork thingy, and it suddenly gave him reason to talk. "Sporks! I'm here to talk about sporks! Doesn't anyone here appreciate such modern marvels as SPORKS??"
Squall slapped himself in the forehead as Selphie giggled madly. Maybe Selphie should have been his kid instead. . .
"I mean, come on kids, shouldn't we all think more of sporks? And FOONS!!! Who could forget the FOONS?!?!" It would be a long day indeed.
Disclaimer: Yes. These peoples belong to Squaresoft. But enjoy anyways, because it's just as good. . .
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Hi. This is Laguna.
Laguna: "Hi!"
Laguna is the president of Esthar.
Laguna: "Yeppers!!"
Laguna why are you so weird?
Laguna: *Doing toe touches and grunting* "What?"
Umm never mind.
Back to the story. . .or wait, um, I mean to the story for the first time!!!
() () ()
One bright sunny day, Laguna was walking through the halls of the presidential palace when all of a sudden, he ran into Squall. "Hi, Squall!" Laguna greeted cheerily.
". . .Whatever," the SeeD replied.
"Isn't it a PRETTY day?"
". . .Whatever."
"You need to change that attitude Mister!"
"Yeah. . .Whatever."
Laguna walked away still smiling and skipping slightly. He was on his way to the Balamb Garden to give a speech on himself and how Squall was his son. As he bordered a ship, which he didn't know the name of, he spotted a cute looking something in the co-pilot's chair.
::Awww, it's a moomba!:: he thought to himself, ::I guess I'm on the Ragnarok again. Hmm, Selphie must have piloted it. But I guess they won't mind if I borrow it.::
So, he happily sat down and stared at the controls, his mind blank. ::So WHAT am I supposed to do again?::
~~
Well, anyways, after about a long hour of hovering in the air and many dangerous scrapes against tall buildings and maybe a car or two (that is, around the time that he had invaded Selphie's secret stash of pixie stix and got a little happy), he finally arrived at where Balamb was at Fisherman's Horizon.
Once he arrived, Cid, Xu, and Quistis were waiting for him. "Hello, President Loire, once again, a pleasure to see you," the headmaster greeted as kindly as he could. But his mind was wandering to other things. . . like the emergency call they had received from Irvine in Esthar to pick them up because the Ragnarok was hijacked. . .
"Are you ready for your speech, Mr. Loire?" Xu asked sweetly. "Everyone's already assembled and ready to hear it."
"All right," he answered, and he skipped to the cafeteria after Xu.
"ALL RIGHT EVERYONE QUIET DOWN!!!!!" Cid was yelling over everyone. He motioned for Laguna to step up to the microphone. So he nodded and did so.
"Hi everybody!" Laguna greeted, "How is everyone?"
People cheered, not knowing how else to react, but Selphie, Irvine, and Squall all grumbled to themselves in the back. They knew very well who it was that took their mode of transportation.
"Now, I suppose you've all been briefed on what I'm here for. . .but I'll explain it myself anyway!!"
Some wondered how a forty-four year-old man could be so hyper, but Selphie forgot her slight anger and cheered. Then she nudged Irvine who did the same very reluctantly.
"And the topic is. . ." He stopped and looked around. If it was possible to get a hang-over from pixie stix, he just proved it so. Either that, or they worked in double-effect on him, because he noticed a student in the back with a spoony-fork thingy, and it suddenly gave him reason to talk. "Sporks! I'm here to talk about sporks! Doesn't anyone here appreciate such modern marvels as SPORKS??"
Squall slapped himself in the forehead as Selphie giggled madly. Maybe Selphie should have been his kid instead. . .
"I mean, come on kids, shouldn't we all think more of sporks? And FOONS!!! Who could forget the FOONS?!?!" It would be a long day indeed.
