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The Fangirls' Secret Meeting…
Several girls sat around a table. All looking solemn and serious (somewhat). They all had one common goal. But they weren't sure what it was, yet. Their were still waiting for the fearless leaders (ooohhh ::hides behind couch::).
"Where are they?" a girl with shoulder-length brown hair complained as she looked at her wristwatch.
"I'm sure they'll be here any minute, Charity." Another girl answered. Sighing, Charity looked down at her Griever necklace (specially made by Zell) and started fiddling with it absentmindedly.
"Can you two keep it down?" a girl asked from the floor. "I'm trying to get in touch with my creative side." She brought her pencil to her lips and started to draw on a piece of paper. Seconds later, she brought the paper up to her face and kissed it. "There! I'm finished!"
With a huge grin on her face, she sported the drawing she had just completed. It had Squall hugging her. "No fair Ryuu!" Moomba yelled. "Who says you get him?"
"I said!" Ryuu retorted sticking out her tongue.
"Well, I think that picture is cooler than a hamburger!" Charity exclaimed beaming. ((Sorry! We tried!))
Then of course, there was Mickayla. She had short redish brown hair that she wore in a half bun. On her right, there was a Squall poster. On her left, an Irvine one. "Squall," she looked at the Squall poster, " Or Irvine?" She looked to her left, "How can I possibly decide? Oh cruel fate!" she kissed the posters in one swift movement. Then started over again, "Squall, or Irvine?
In the corner of the room, sat the final member of the fanclub. Her violet hair was all askew as she meditated next to the Squall poster. On her head, she wore a cowboy hat. Her name: Aislinn. Her mission: to bring chaos into the Squall fanclub.
It all started a few weeks ago. The Irvine fanclub declared war on the Squall fanclub, refusing to believe anyone was better than Irvine. And the Squall followers thought the same way about Squall. She had been sent to prove them wrong. How could she make Squall look bad? And in the meantime, how could she possibly steal Irvine from Selphie?
But enough with that! Back to the story!
"Coming!!! I swear we're coming!!" came a yell from behind the doorway.
"Pogo sticks and pixie stix! Pogo sticks and pixie stix!" came another voice (going a mile a minute). All at once two figures burst through the door, skipping. One had long brown hair that was very untidy, and under her arms she carried several documents and papers. The second had long goldish hair that was neatly combed, and in one hand she held a bag of pixie stix, and in the other a pogo stick. Both girls barely reached 5'1''.
"We're here!" they yelled in unison throwing up their arms. Glares came from everyone around the room.
"What took you so long? We've been waiting like a knife!" Charity yelled from across the room.
"Well, sor-ry!" the brunette yelled. "To let you all know, we were gathering top secret information!"
"And pixie stix and pogo sicks, and pixie sticks and pogo sticks!" BreeAnne chanted. Aislinn looked up briefly, her eyebrow formed a small tic and she went back to meditating.
"To the bean bags!" Anna yelled pointing to a group of seven bean bags. Everyone jumped into their personalized Squall beanbag, except for BreeAnne.
"Look what I can do! Look what I can do!" she said extremely fast.
"What's up with her?" Mickayla whispered to Anna.
"She cast Haste on herself…again."
"Oh. God help us." Ryuu said from across the room.
"Watch! Watch! Watch! Watch!" her voice got higher and faster each time she said it (think chipmunks). "You're not watching! Okay, ready? Ready? Ready? Okay? Ready? Ready?"
"Oh my lord. What is she going to do?" Moomba asked looking scared. The crazed teenager started bouncing up and down.
"One! Two! Three! Hastega!" with that, BreeAnne started zooming across the room at amazing speed on her pogo stick. "You can't catch me! You can't catch me!"
"Watch this!" Anna said. "I learned a new trick too! We were doing this all the way here, (that's why we were late). Slowga!" Anna started walking about three times slower than slow motion.
"You can't catch me! You can't catch me!" BreeAnne squealed still zooming around.
"Ooohhhhh, yyeeeeesssss, Iiiiiii caaaaaaannnnnn." Anna said slowly trying to catch up with her counterpart to no avail.
"Stop!" Aislinn yelled from her beanbag. BreeAnne froze in her place, just about ready to collide into a wall.
"Esuna!" this one, Mickayla yelled. Anna started walking normal speed again.
"Should we leave her that way?" Moomba asked about BreeAnne. Almost all the girls nodded except for Mickayla and Anna. Anna was too busy drooling at the Squall poster to hear anything.
However, Mickayla had a better plan. "No, trust me. I know what to do." She pointed to where the girl had stopped. "Esuna." Without further ado, BreeAnne collided into the wall.
"Don't worry about it! Happens all the time." She said holding onto her head. After taking a few seconds to recover, she reached into her pocket, "Anyone want some Pixie Stix?" she was now talking at normal speed.
All the girls stared at her like she was crazy, except Anna. She was still drooling at the poster. "Anna…?" Ryuu waved her hand in front of her face. "Annnnaaaa." No response.
"Don't worry I know what to do." BreeAnne said casually. Then she pulled out a Pixie Stick. "Hmmm…I guess there's only one Pixie Stick left…"
"Let me at it!" Anna yelled tackling BreeAnne.
"It always works." BreeAnne smiled triumphantly.
"Aren't we here for a reason?" Moomba asked getting impatient.
"Yes! Glad you asked!" Anna said as she sat back down in her beanbag.
"As head staff of SOFT (Squall's Official Fan Tribe), we are going on a secret mission. A very dangerous mission at that!" oooos and aaahhhs came from all directions. "We are going to find out what's behind Squall's recent behavior.
"But as you all know, he is very observant." The fangirls all groaned in unison remembering all the times they tried to catch him off guard. "I found these papers in the Headmaster's Office…"
"Uh Anna?" Ryuu started.
"That's Head Leader to you! Mortal!"
"Uh, yeah. Why were you in the Headmaster's Office in the first place?"
"Well, uh. I got into a teensy bit of trouble when they found me trying to sneak into Squall's dorm. I had my little tent staked out and everything, but the Disciplinary Committee found me. Damn you Seifer! Any foe of Squall's is a foe of mine!"
"Anyway." BreeAnne rolled her eyes and grabbed the papers from Anna. "It says in here that Squall and Selphie will be in Dollet tomorrow. We are going to follow them!"
After searching through the mess of papers, Anna finally found the ones she was looking for and started handing them out. "Here's the mission briefing. Study it hard! We leave in, ::checks watch:: five minutes!"
"Five minutes?" Charity asked looking up from the packet. "How are we getting there?"
"Well, you see. We trained some chocobos to swim. And you better be grateful!" Anna said.
"My idea! My idea!"
"Yes, everyone has BreeAnne to thank for this wonderful idea." Anna said. BreeAnne looked around with the insanity showing in her eyes.
"I painted mine pink!" she said.
"You what?" Mickayla asked looking up. "You can't just paint animals!"
"Well, uh. Mine's purple." Anna said looking at her feet. Disgustedly, Mickayla rolled her eyes and went back to reading the packet.
*Squall and Selphie's trip back to Dollet*
Selphie and Squall managed to make it to Dollet in one piece. However they weren't at all pleased with what they found.
Upon entering the city, they automatically went to the spot where the machine had been before it exploded. But, nothing was there. Sure, there was that black spot on the pavement, and several people standing around but nowhere to be seen was the man, or the machine.
"Uh, sir," Squall asked the first man he saw. "Where is the man who built the machine? And the machine for that matter?" the man gave Squall a skeptical look.
"He's been in the Nuthouse for the past week or so." The man finally answered.
"What?! B-but, what about us?!" Selphie squealed jumping up and down.
"Where is this Nuthouse you speak of?" Squall asked. For an answer, the man pointed to a building that had a sign over the door that said, "Happyville Psychiatric Center. Where there's a smile on every face, and love in every heart!" The sign had smiley faces and hearts all over it.
"Ugh." Squall snuffed after taking one look at it. "Uh, thanks." The man nodded and walked off. "Well, I guess we have to go there." Squall said to Selphie. Excitedly she nodded.
Fortunately, the Psychiatric Center wasn't far away. Just down the street.
As soon as they arrived, Squall threw open the double glass doors and stepped inside. A woman sat behind a counter reading a magazine and blowing bubbles with her gum.
"Um, excuse me ma'am." Squall said, struggling to see over the counter top. Looking slightly agitated, the woman looked up from her 'Boy Next Door' magazine.
"Yea?" she asked.
"Um, we need to see the man who was committed because of the machine he was building." Squall said uneasily. Damn, never bothered to learn his name! The woman looked at the two with a blank expression for a very long time.
"Uh, he's pudgy, kinda bald. Drinks an awful lot too." Selphie started. The woman gasped.
"Oh! I know who you're talking about!" she exclaimed. "But he's a special case. Friends, family and special personnel only."
"But we are his friends!" Selphie whined.
"We are also SeeDs from Balamb Garden. We must see him, it is extremely urgent!" Squall said dully. The woman looked at him blankly again.
"Well, uh okay. Go straight down this hall," she pointed down a very long hallway. "It's the last door at the end of the hallway." The two SeeDs nodded and followed her finger down the hall.
"Oh! These people look so sad!" Selphie squealed as she looked through a few windows. "They need hugs! Can I give them hugs Squally?"
"No."
"Please! They need them!"
"No."
"Think of it as helping out a person in need.
"Let me think about it. Hmmmm…NO!"
Selphie looked hurt but didn't say anything. Instead she continued to follow the very long hallway. The door at the end was drawing slowly closer.
"Hey Selph…" he started. But when he turned to look behind him, he noticed she was nowhere to be found. However, he saw one thing, and that was a door slamming shut. "Oh crap," was all he could seem to say. He immediately ran after her.
"Looky Squally!" she exclaimed, "This door was unlocked!"
No shit. Thank you Captain Obvious. I think I could've figured that out myself. He mentally slapped himself. Reaching forward, he tried to grab her arm before she had made it completely inside the room, however, she just ended up dragging him in as well.
Sitting in the middle of the room was a teenage girl in a straightjacket. She had shoulder length blonde hair that looked tapered.
"Hello! My name is Sel-er Squall!" Selphie said coming in. "And I think you need a hug!"
The girl looked up at her and giggled. Not a cute little girl giggle, more like a poor excuse for a mad scientist laugh. Squall made a face of disgust and started backing for the door.
Selphie walked over to the door where it said 'Mitchi Kisaragi: Psychopath'. "Hello Mitchi, do you want a hug?" she asked. Mitchi was now jumping up and down in her jacket.
"Selphie, I wouldn't touch that if I were you. You don't know where it's been!" Squall said. Selphie shot him a death glare and walked to the bundled up figure and gave her a hug. The girl promptly bit her in return.
Still smiling, and still laughing. "Was that a sign of affection, or do you just not like me?" Selphie shrieked.
"Watch it Selphie! She might have rabies!"
"Shut up Commander." She retorted. "Besides, it will be your problem if we switch bodies!" Rolling his eyes, he started for the door again, this time exiting safely.
Then, he watched through the window as the drama unfolded. Mitchi was now following Selphie around the room (hopping on her butt) and Selphie was running around, screaming with her hands thrown in the air (think ET).
"Told ya so!" Squall yelled immaturely, even though he wasn't sure if she could hear him or not.
It wasn't long before Selphie was at the window with her face pressed against it. However, it turned out that the walls were soundproof. So, whatever it was that she was saying, he didn't hear. He just thought it was funny all the weird faces she was making.
"What's that Selphie? I can't hear you!" he teased, she however glowered at him when he refused to help. He was being so mean! Holding the doorknob on the other side of the door so that she couldn't get out! And he was laughing about it!
Desperately, she started turning the doorknob with all her might trying to get out. (Squall was having to use both hands a focus extremely hard so that he could hold onto the knob) but when he realized he couldn't hold it any longer, he just let go. The door swung open and Selphie fell face down on the linoleum floor.
Squall cracked up, clutching his sides and gasping for breath, he eventually got out, "You should've seen your face!" Selphie continued to scowl at him as they walked down the hall.
I'm not talking to him again. Not ever! Never, never, never again! The two SeeDs walked in silence for a long time. But something started creeping Selphie out.
Not sure quite what it was, she ignored it for a long time. But she could swear she heard footprints behind, but she refused to look. Eventually, she gave in, breaking her own vow, "Squall. I have a feeling someone's following us." She whispered.
Squall spun around just in time to see a girl duck behind a trashcan. "What the?" he recognized her! "Will you guys stop following me!" he yelled at them.
"Code Red! Code Red! Squall! Squall!" the girl started screaming. Out of nowhere, six other girls jumped out from their hiding places and started sprinting in the opposite direction.
"What was that all about?" Selphie asked looking at Squall.
"SOFT. Scary they are, you'd better try to avoid them. How long have they been following us?"
"Soft? I love soft things!" Selphie squealed happily, going completely off the subject. Yet again, Squall rolled his eyes and tried his best to ignore her for the time being.
Finally, they reached the end of the hall. Right there in front of them was the room where the machine maker should be. The only problem was that there was a man standing guard in front of the door. A big man who looked like he could easily tear Selphie (as in the body) into little pieces.
"Oh monkeys!" Selphie said under her breath, then she pulled Squall aside. "We need to get in!"
"No shit Sherlock!" he mumbled.
"Okay, that means we have to get passed this dude. So, I have a plan." Squall's eyes widened. Selphie has a plan? It can't be good! "It always works. You need to flirt with him."
"WHAT?!"
"Shhh! It's not that difficult!" she said covering his mouth with a hand. "Just bat your eyes, and say things insinuating that you want in. If you do good enough he'll let you."
"Selphie…"
"Yeah?"
"You owe me big time," was all he could think to say. Sighing, she shoved him forward.
*Guards POV*
"Miss, can I help you?" he asked looking down at the petite girl.
"Hello," she answered batting her eyes. Only, it looked more like she was blinking repeatedly than actually batting them. "My name is Selphie Tilmitt." Her voice was high, but it almost stayed in a monotone.
"Uh, hi," was all the man could think to say. He saw that a few paces behind her stood a man, with a very strong structure. Would she flirt in front of her boyfriend? He automatically thought. Huh, maybe this babe is single.
"So, what are you doing?" the girl winked like an amateur. Yet, he thought it cute. She wants me bad.
"It's my job to guard him," he pointed to a bald man sitting in the middle of a padded room. It's him! Squall thought triumphantly. "He's very dangerous," the man said in a boasting like voice.
":::cough:::: Stroke :::cough::: his arm :::cough:::" came from the man.
"You have a cold or something?" the guard asked. The man vigorously shook his head 'no'.
The girl started talking again, "Do you think you could let me see?" she stroked her finger up his arm. God, I'm going to kill Selphie. I feel like I'm going to be sick!
"S-sure." The guard stuttered and he unlocked the door for them. Selphie then did something that surprised Squall. She attacked the guard and knocked him unconscious using the hilt of Toodles.
"Thanks Sefie. Now, after we switch back, remind me to kill you."
"Okay…wait! That wasn't very nice!"
Squall sniggered as he approached the man. "Where's your machine at?"
The man looked up, "Why should I tell you?" he snarled. Squall jumped backwards noticing his sudden hostility.
"Because I am a trained SeeD from Balamb Garden mercenary force, and I could easily tear you in half with…" he reached behind his back and pulled out Selphie's nunchakus, "these. Don't make me used them!" Please don't! I still don't know how!
"Okay, that's reason enough," the man shrugged. Wow, that was a lot easier than expected.
"So, you'll give it to us? Free?!" Selphie exclaimed happily.
The man shook his head, "Only if you bail me out."
"Deal!" Squall said. This was their only chance of switching back! And even if they did have to set free a psychopathic loser on the streets of Dollet, they wouldn't care. They would have their bodies back, and probably never return to the crummy little town!
"How much is the bail for?" Squall asked.
"Not that much, just one hundred million gil."
"ONE HUNDRED MILLION GIL?!?" Squall and Selphie screamed in unison, then looked at each other.
"Where are we going to get the money?" Squall thought out loud.
"We can start a fund! Wouldn't that be fun?! We could set up a booth outside and have a little jar people could drop money into!"
"Yeah! And it could be called the 'Free A Psychopathic Moron Donation'!" Squall exclaimed sarcastically and mockingly.
"I don't appreciate being called a moron," the man insisted, still strapped firmly in his straightjacket.
"Meanie," she stuck her tongue out at Squall, crossed her arms and looked away from him, her nose in the air.
"Okay, I have some money saved in the bank downtown. But I doubt it will be enough."
"Enough of this! Let's just smuggle him out!" Selphie said throwing her arms up. "I have a plan anyway."
Oh God, not another one.
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Great news everyone! It's not over yet! Trust us! The fangirls have a much bigger part to play in this before it's over! We should have at least two more chapters after this! Oh! And thanks everyone for the reviews! We are nine away from our goal! Keep them coming, (this makes us feel all warm and fluffy inside, you have no idea!). If you have any last minute ideas you want to see, feel free to let us know! Time for you readers to do your jobs and review us! Let us know what you think!