The Adventures of . . . Zell and Greg Brady!
Author: The Notorious Naurwen! ^_^
Disclaimer: If you think I own these characters, YOU'RE DEAD WRONG, BUCKO! MOO!
"Seifer! Hey, open the door, Seifer!" Quistis shouts, pounding the door with her fist.
"I'm coming! Sheesh, Quisty!"
The door opens and there stands Seifer Almasy.
"Seifer!" Quistis runs up and hugs him and Zell rolls his eyes.
"Let's cut to the chase, we need you're help!" Quisty says finally.
"With what? Can I kill something?" Seifer asks his girlfriend.
"Well, you might want to bring your gunblade, just in case." Quistis replies.
"Alright! . . . In case of what?" A puzzled Seifer asks.
"In case Greg Brady decides to hit on your girlfriend!" Zell says finally, growing impatient.
"No one hits on my girlfriend!" Seifer pulls out his Hyperion and strikes a pose.
"Ok! Can we go now?" Zell says, tapping his foot with irritation.
"First, we have to think of a plan!" Quistis answers.
"What kind of plan?!" The guys question eagerly.
"A master plan!" Quistis says, entwining her fingers and smiling evilly.
"Alright!" Zell shouts, "What do we do?"
Quistis huddles together with the boys, telling them her plan.
~*~*~*~
"So, Greg, how are you liking Balamb Garden so far?" Selphie asks, halfway done with the 'grand tour' she decided to take him on.
"It's groovy! It's really happening!" Greg replies, starring lovingly at Selphie. He is in love with her and hopelessly so.
"I'm glad you like it! Booyaka!" Selphie exclaims, jumping in the air excitedly. "Want to meet my boyfriend now?"
Greg is crushed. "You have a boyfriend?" He inquires, crestfallen.
"Um, yep! Right over there!" Selphie points off into the distance, to none other than:
"How ya doin' there, Selphie?" Irvine Kinneas.
Author's notes: Tee hee! Sorry it took so long to update and for the lack of funny in this chapter. I shall promise you more funny in the chapters to come! Yay! Review please! They keep laughing at me, mom!
Author: The Notorious Naurwen! ^_^
Disclaimer: If you think I own these characters, YOU'RE DEAD WRONG, BUCKO! MOO!
"Seifer! Hey, open the door, Seifer!" Quistis shouts, pounding the door with her fist.
"I'm coming! Sheesh, Quisty!"
The door opens and there stands Seifer Almasy.
"Seifer!" Quistis runs up and hugs him and Zell rolls his eyes.
"Let's cut to the chase, we need you're help!" Quisty says finally.
"With what? Can I kill something?" Seifer asks his girlfriend.
"Well, you might want to bring your gunblade, just in case." Quistis replies.
"Alright! . . . In case of what?" A puzzled Seifer asks.
"In case Greg Brady decides to hit on your girlfriend!" Zell says finally, growing impatient.
"No one hits on my girlfriend!" Seifer pulls out his Hyperion and strikes a pose.
"Ok! Can we go now?" Zell says, tapping his foot with irritation.
"First, we have to think of a plan!" Quistis answers.
"What kind of plan?!" The guys question eagerly.
"A master plan!" Quistis says, entwining her fingers and smiling evilly.
"Alright!" Zell shouts, "What do we do?"
Quistis huddles together with the boys, telling them her plan.
~*~*~*~
"So, Greg, how are you liking Balamb Garden so far?" Selphie asks, halfway done with the 'grand tour' she decided to take him on.
"It's groovy! It's really happening!" Greg replies, starring lovingly at Selphie. He is in love with her and hopelessly so.
"I'm glad you like it! Booyaka!" Selphie exclaims, jumping in the air excitedly. "Want to meet my boyfriend now?"
Greg is crushed. "You have a boyfriend?" He inquires, crestfallen.
"Um, yep! Right over there!" Selphie points off into the distance, to none other than:
"How ya doin' there, Selphie?" Irvine Kinneas.
Author's notes: Tee hee! Sorry it took so long to update and for the lack of funny in this chapter. I shall promise you more funny in the chapters to come! Yay! Review please! They keep laughing at me, mom!
