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Jail (Er…Nuthouse) Break!
"Okay, so what's the plan?" Squall asked timidly. No one knew better than he that Selphie's plans were either Pixie Stix induced, or horribly humiliating. Instead of answering, Selphie knelt down next to the unconscious guard and grabbed a ring of keys.
"Alright, here's the plan," she started, looking directly at Squall. "Outside in the hall, I saw a giant cart full of clean blankets and stuff. Hide him in that and don't go anywhere until I let you know! Leave the rest up to me!" This is going to be disastrous.
As casually as he could, Squall untied the man's straightjacket, threatening him the whole time that if he tried something that he would have to whip out some major kung-fu on him. Luckily, the man didn't try anything and Squall successfully covered him up in the laundry cart.
Then, as patiently as he could, he waited for the high sign from Selphie, even though he really had no idea what it was. This is the stupidest idea, he thought. As if this doesn't look suspicious. He looked into the laundry basket, there was an unmistakable lump where the man hid because there weren't enough blankets to cover his bulk.
While waiting, Squall leaned against the wall, keeping a careful eye on the cart. As he waited, an alarm sounded and a red light started flashing. "Attention! Several patients have escaped! All personnel, please assist!"
Selphie tore down the hallway back to where Squall was waiting. "Hurry! C'mon! Let's get out of here!" she yelled throwing the keys back on the floor. Not daring to ask what in the hell she did, Squall just nodded and followed her out. Truth be told, he really didn't have to ask, as soon as he turned the hall, he saw it first hand.
Apparently, using the keys Selphie bummed off of the guard, she had unlocked several of the rooms and now many 'mentally unstable' people were running down the halls. All of them were closely pursued by guards or some other form of management.
"While they're distracted! Hurry!" she hissed. Trying not to laugh, Squall ran down the hallway next to her, pushing the laundry cart the whole way. Surprisingly, they managed to get out without being noticed. Even though lots of strange looks were following them on the street, they tried to ignore it. If all went well, then they might get their bodies back extremely quickly.
Finally, after much running, they rounded a corner into an abandoned alley and pulled the miscellaneous sheets off of the man. "Alright, where's the machine?" Squall asked him.
The man studied him for a while, then he answered, "In my apartment. I made it considerably smaller this time so that people wouldn't notice it and get me committed," he looked back in the direction of Happyville Psychiatric Center with hatred. "It was too late though," he sighed.
"Where is your apartment?"
"On the other side of town." Squall rolled his eyes, "And you're gonna have to push me, you don't want people to see me and commit me again do you? Then you wouldn't be able to switch back!" Dammit!
"Fine, get back in," Squall said irritably. Excitedly, the man jumped back into the laundry cart. "Where exactly do you live?"
The walk there wasn't long distance-wise, but the two SeeDs were anticipating getting there so much, that it seemed like forever. Finally, they reached the run down apartment that the man lived in. After walking up several staircases they finally reached the man's room. On the small mailbox beside the door it said 'Stewy Leward'. Ah, so that's his name.
Stewy led them inside, and it looked as if Hurricane Hugo had swept through it. Papers, naughty magazines and Twinkie wrappers littered the floor. Along with several bags of…Pixie Stix?
"So where's the machine?" Selphie asked stuffing countless Pixie Stix into her pockets, trying not to look suspicious.
"Over here," he said leading them into his room. He plopped down on the floor and started looking under his bed, throwing random objects out from underneath in the process. When he didn't find anything, he moved on to the closet.
In the meantime, while Stewy was busy searching, Selphie was still stealing candy, and Squall was trying to remain sane. "C'mon Squally! Try a Pixie Stick! I know you want one," she said swinging one in front of his face.
"No I don't," he replied remembering his recent dilemma while babysitting.
"Yes you doooo…" she continued in a singsong voice.
Turning his chair around, Squall faced the wall so as not to be tempted by flavored sugar. "Yes Squall, they're calling you. They're saying, 'Eat me! Eat me!'" she said in a very high voice, pretending she was the Pixie Stick.
"I found it!" Stewy screamed from the next room. Just in time! Squall thought, it was getting harder and harder for him to resist the candy. As fast as they could, the two ran into his room and saw him sporting a much smaller model of the machine.
"Are you sure it works?" Squall asked, his voice remained a monotone, but his eyes were wide with disbelief and excitement.
Stewy nodded, "I tested it out, see!" he pointed to two separate cages on the other side of the room. A cat inhabited one and the other had a snake. It was truly creepy seeing that snake lick itself like that, and the cat was continuously sticking its tongue out.
"Well, that's enough proof for me!" Squall said happily, taking the machine out of the man's hands.
"Have a nice day!" Selphie said giggling and she followed Squall out of the room, picking up several handfuls of Pixie Stix on the way out.
"Let's hurry and get to the Ragnarok! We can switch back in there!" Squall insisted as he sprinted down the street. Selphie however huffed and puffed behind him.
"I can't make it!" she said as she dramatically fainted in the streets. People from all around stared and were whispering things like, 'Is he alright?' 'I don't know, he just collapsed.'
"Get up! We're almost done!" Squall whined trying his hardest to lift his own body. Selphie opened an eye and smirked.
"Gotcha!" she laughed and started taking off down the street. "I'm gonna beat ya!" she yelled.
Feeling much happier, Squall decided to join her game and race her back to the ship. Once they finally got there, they ran up the ramp and into the cockpit.
"Hurry up! I can't wait!" Selphie exclaimed excitedly bouncing up and down in place.
"I'm hurrying!" Squall insisted as he tinkered around with the mechanism. "Okay, here goes nothing!" he yelled pressing a big red button. A giant blast sounded out and again knocked them back. When Squall woke up, he was pleased to be looking down at his own body.
"Yes!" he exclaimed, then he did the most un-Squallish thing you could think of. A victory dance. Selphie however was sitting in the corner, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"What's wrong with you? You should be happy!"
"I feel so yucky!" she squealed standing up. "Did you not bathe at all while we were like that?"
"Uhh…" Squall started uneasily.
"Ewwww! Ew! Ew! Ew!" she started jumping around the cockpit complaining.
"Okay, okay. I'm going to get us back to Balamb, and you can take your shower and I can finally spend some time with Rinoa!"
*A Little While Later, Back at Garden*
It seemed that as soon as they entered the Garden, Selphie zoomed off in the direction of her dormitory. Squall however, wandered around, hoping to find Rinoa in the process. Eventually, after searching for about ten minutes, he found her walking around the library.
"Hey hun," he said softly putting his hands on her hips.
"Squall?!" Rinoa asked in astonishment. She spun around and saw that sure enough it was him. Smiling she hugged him really tight.
"What was up with you? You were acting so strange!"
"I don't even want to think about it…" he said bluntly. Rinoa nodded, then smiled up at him. But, as she was looking him over, to make sure it was really him, she noticed something.
"Pixie Stix?" she asked. Squall looked down, and sure enough several Pixie Stix were hanging out of his miscellaneous pockets and some out of his gunblade's sheath. Rinoa gave a sigh of disgust, "God Squall! I thought you changed! You leave me no choice," she yelled stomping off.
What does she mean by that?
*SOFT*
The group of girls had been camping out in the wilderness outside of Dollet ever since they had been seen. No one wanted to admit it, but their mission had failed.
"What's for dinner? I'm starving!" Moomba said as she sat down on one of the logs around the fire.
"I don't know. Anna's cooking." BreeAnne answered.
"Oh no…" everyone groaned in unison. All five of the girls stared at the brunette who was now hurrying to the fire with a giant platter of what looked like fried chicken.
"Alright everyone! Dig in!" she said happily placing the food in front of everyone. For awhile, no one touched it, finally Ryuu being the brave person she was, tasted some of it.
"Good news everyone, its edible!" the girls sighed and everyone started eating the meal.
"Wow, this is pretty good," Mickayla said with her mouth full, "What is it?"
Anna looked uneasily around, "Ah, well you see. Um, Aislinn, your chocobo bit me!"
The purple haired cowgirl spit the meat from her mouth, "You deep fried Henry?" Looking horribly uncomfortable, Anna nodded and dodged a few random objects being thrown at her.
"But chocobos are cute and fluffy!" Charity gasped.
"You know our rule," BreeAnne added in.
Everyone rolled their eyes and recited it together, "Thou shalt not attack unless thou is attackedith first."
"That's right," BreeAnne smiled from ear to ear. "Now, you have to admit, fried chocobo doesn't taste that bad!" Aislinn sweat dropped, but said nothing.
After hearing what the food really was, hardly anyone touched it. So, instead of eating the meat, they began snacking on junk food and candy that they had packed in their 'Survival kit'.
As they laughed and joked around, a cell phone that was resting at Anna's hip started ringing. "Yeah?" she answered it.
"Anna? This is Anastasia." A girl said from the other line.
"Hey! What's up?" pulling the phone away from her, she announced, "It's Anastasia!"
"I wanna talk! I wanna talk!" BreeAnne whined bouncing.
"Hold on!" Anna put the phone back to her ear, "So what's the scoop?"
"I just got some information on Squall's whereabouts!" Anastasia said almost in a whisper.
Anna gasped, "We have information on Squall!" she yelled to everyone. All the girls cheered. "So where is he?"
"He was just committed."
"WHAT?!" now everyone was listening intently to their leader, trying to figure out the scenario as she was no longer talking but listening instead.
"Yeah, Rinoa's gotten a little weird ya know? Anyway, on top of Squall's recent behavior epidemics and all, she saw that he's been Pixie Stix dependant and she committed him into that Nuthouse in Dollet."
"Is our Squally alright?" Charity asked worriedly. Anna waved and hand and mouthed, 'Hold on.'
"Continue," she said into the phone.
"I heard you were all camping outside Dollet, so I thought you should know. A bunch of people just dragged him out of Garden a little over an hour ago, so I don't know when he'll be arriving."
"Thanks for the information!" Anna said into the phone. "Call if you get any more!"
"I will, be careful! Bye."
Anna hung up the phone.
"What's wrong with Squall?" Ryuu asked.
"Rinoa has betrayed Squally-kuns! And now, we get to go save him!" Anna explained.
"Meanie," BreeAnne stuck her tongue out at the brunette.
"What?"
"I didn't get to talk!"
"Fine," Anna laughed and threw her the phone. "While you're messing around with it, be sure to call Nny."
"Nny?"
"The new recruit, computer hacker, two inches taller…"
"Oh! Nny!" she laughed and dialed the number, "No one knows what my job is," she whined as she waited for the girl to pick up.
"What is your job?" everyone asked in unison, followed by laughing.
"I'll remember that," BreeAnne yelled throwing the cellphone at Mickayla's head, her being the loudest laugher. "Don't you people worry, because I will remember that."
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Hehehe. What will become of poor Squall? Tune in next time for Part 11 of Trading Spaces! And don't forget to review!
Well, here we are sitting in BreeAnne's basement with Micky-chan (also known as Mickayla from the fanclub). And we are thinking of what could be in the next/last chapter.
Micky-chan: Noooo! It can't be ending! ::curls up into a ball and cries::
Anna and BreeAnne: Sadly yes, the next chapter of Trading Spaces will be the last. We are thinking of possibly writing a sequel, but it probably wont be nearly as good as this one.
Micky-chan: But I want more! More! More!
Anna and BreeAnne: Okay! Change of subjects! We made the school play, A Midsummer Night's Dream. And we get to be fairies and prance around the stage! Yay!
Micky-chan: I want to be a fairy too, but I don't go to the same school
anymore. ::cries again::
Anna and BreeAnne: Sorry Micky-chan! We still love you!
Squall: What am I doing here? And where did you hide my Pixie Stix?
(The girls are seen stuffing a bag of Pixie Stix out of Squall's eyesight.)
Squall: I knew it!
Laguna and Selphie: (singing) We are family!
Anna and BreeAnne: Wow, that's almost everyone except…
(Irvine, Zell, Quistis, Seifer, Cid and Rinoa all burst through the doors)
Selphie: Yay! We're all together like a big happy family!
(Everyone rolls his or her eyes)
Anna, BreeAnne, and Micky-chan: Daddy Longlegs! Kill it! Help! (Throws shoes, pens and other random objects at the intruder)
Squall: It's so pathetic really that such a small monster can cause such destruction. (stomps on the nasty insect)
Anna: You saved me! I love you Squall.
Squall: I know. :::sigh:::
Rinoa: Uh, excuse me?
Zell: I like hotdogs…
Irvine: Yes, but how does that make you feel? (remembering therapy with Kadowaki)
Seifer: I'm surrounded by morons. Why did you have to put me in this fic anyway?
Anna and BreeAnne: Um, because we love you?
(Seifer snorts and crosses his arms)
Laguna: You love me too right?
BreeAnne: Oh God yes!
Quistis: Were we called here for a reason? Or is this pointless?
Anna, BreeAnne and Micky-chan: Uhhh…Girls! Now's your chance!
(A herd of fangirls run into the room, most jumping on Squall and dragging him to a corner of the room. Aislinn and Mickayla take Irvine instead.)
Selphie: Booyaka! Oh! And don't forget to review! (Leaves to help untangle Irvine from the two maniacal girls)