-Spy cam- Stiener

-Hehehe- Stiener's secret life-

"Look there he is!" Zidane yells outside of stiener's bedroom window. "Hehehe, look at him." Kuja exclaims sitting on a rock. Inside of the window sat Steiner on the floor with his legs crossed....still wearing his armor. "What's in his hands?" Zidane asks. "What does it look like!" Kuja yells pointing at Stiener applying his expensive mascara with care. "I wonder what brand it is. Covergirl?" Kuja asks taping happily. Stiener continues putting on more mascara switching from eye to eye looking like a complete retard. He even began humming little children's songs. shortly after he dipped the brush into the bottle again, and pulled it back out. In a face of horror he screamed out loud at the fact that he mascara was gone. Quickly he stood up and left the room. "Ahh! where is he going, this was getting good!" Kuja exclaimed. Zidane grabbed Kuja and pulled him straight to Stiener pretty pink Barbie Volkswagen beetle. "What are you doing?!" Kuja asked pushing away from Zidane "Hurry up! get in the trunk, he's going to the store." Zidane yelled pulling out Stiener's spare keys he had stole the other day. The trunk popped open and Kuja wanting to get revenge shoved Zidane inside the tiny compartment and then hopped in himself. They then closed it and Zidane lit his lighter. "Smells like crap!" Kuja whispered pinching his nose. The garage door opened and Stiener walked to the car with a purse in his hand "Shhh." He then opened the door hopped in, and started the car. "Too bad we can't tape this part." Kuja joked as they could hear Stiener listening and singing along with the "We Sing" tapes. The car jerked and they headed up the street. "How long are we going to sit in here with barley any light? Kuja whined. "Shut up, it won't take long." Zidane replied trying to crouch in a comfy position. A sudden jerk caught there attention as the car swerved to the right knocking Zidane and Kuja over again. "I always thought it would be hard to drive in a tiny car wearing metal over every part of your body." Kuja explains trying to sit. Then went straight uphill and turned into the parking lot of the huge store. The music turned off and the car door opened......then shut. "Can we get out of here?" Kuja whined again. "KUJA! Chill out, how could someone ever raise you as a child!?" Zidane said opening the trunk with the electric keys. "Ah! air!" Zidane said standing up. "Come on, get the camera, lets go." Quickly they sneaked into the store, and spotted Stiener. Everyone stopped and stared at the sight of some man casually walking inside a drug store, looking like he's ready to go to war (except the purse he was carrying). "How are we going to tape him with all these people staring?" Zidane asked "Hey, just put it in the baby seat on the cart." Kuja suggested. So Zidane put it there, then saw that Stiener was headed for the cosmetics. They followed, until he turned into one aisle trying to not let anyone see him looking through the store's mascara. So then Stiener picked up three different new ones, and then again, could not figure out which one to buy. One of them was dark black, the others dark brown, and they each had different features. "Which one, which one?" Kuja giggled as he peaked over holding the camera. Kuja was pulled back by Zidane. Stiener was gone again. Kuja reached over to put the camera in the cart without looking, and he missed, and it clattered to the floor. "Dude, what the heck are you thinking? That thing cost me like a gazillion gil!" Zidane bellowed as he picked up all the broken parts. "Oops, I guess we won't be able to get this on tape." Kuja said innocently. "Yeah, cuz of you." Zidane whispered "Look! there he is!" "Where?" Zidane pointed and said, "At the makeup consultants!" They set off towards Stiener far away from them. "... Uh, ma'am? Could I ask you something?" Stiener asked nervously as a lady with way to much makeup on approached. "Yes?" "Well, um... you see, I found these three mascara's, and I W....wanted to buy one...uh...for my w...wife, but I don't know which one to get." Stiener lied. "Well, let me see..." The lady said taking the mascaras "You see, this dark brown one, will give her a thin layer, but radiant." She explained. And the other brown one will do basicly the same, but it is actually a lighter color and helps curl your eye lashes. This last one is dark black, and it gives you a rich thick layer with no clumps, and it curls. Which one are you looking for?" She asked. Stiener looked around at each one. "Which one is the sexiest?" He asked standing on his Tipp toes. "Oh, that would defiantly be the new covergirl, the dark black one." She said giving it to stiener. He thanked her, then spotted Zidane's tail in the corner of his eye. He kept walking looking behind every shelf in site. "Quick! over here Kuja!" Zidane hissed pulling him in the socks and nylons aisle. They crouched down as Stiener walked passed them, still looking. Stiener then gave up, and went in line to buy his only item. Mascara. Then he looked over and saw a bottle of strawberry scented lotion. He quickly grabbed it off the shelf and bought it along with the mascara. "We better get back into the trunk before he spots us." Zidane exclaimed. So he and Kuja sprinted out the door and ran to the Barbie beetle. Kuja opened the trunk then they crammed themselves inside. Kuja rolled up into a ball and began laughing with no end. Zidane rolled his eyes then tried to lay down. Soon Stiener approached, humming his little melody. He plooped into the car, turned back on the music, then traveled home. When he got back, he pulled in, got out, then ran inside jumping for joy, exited to try on his new mascara. Zidane and Kuja went up to his bedroom window again, looked inside, as Stiener walked in. He kneeled down on a little purple rug, pulled the mascara out of his purse, then put one single stroke up mascara on his eye lash. "YES!!!!" He bellowed as loud as he could. He then kept applying over and over again, making it look like it was covering his who eye with black. Zidane then started pounding his fist on the window as he was laughing, not relizing what he was really doing. "STOP IT!!!" Kuja screamed as he dragged Zidane into the backyard. Stiener then stood up and looked around, knowing someone had been watching him. He then shut the blinds, and went on applying. "That was close, well..." Kuja started, but then burst into laughter "P...please read our next chapter of spy cam, to go behind the scenes with another one of our classic characters." Zidane finished for him, then bursting into laughter again.