Final Fantasy VIII 2: After the Armageddon
(You Know. The one that never happened!)
Authors: Confesser Kahlan and Anara
A/N: Gundam Pilot Washu-chan and PERSON37- Thanx for Reviewing! Luv Ya!
Chapter 3 New friends (Poor people!)
Rinoa
Rinoa sat against the wall of the cargo bay, crying softly. She looked up when she heard a noise to her right, and startled. A young man with blue eyes and dark hair, wearing a SeeD uniform was standing next to her. She frowned. "Who are you?"
He grinned. "I'm an Anonymous SeeD who appeared out of nowhere. I don't have a name. Wanna go out with me?"
Rinoa sniffed. "My boyfriend just fell to gruesome death. I'm in mourning."
The A.S. nodded. "I'll wait."
Rinoa resumed crying and sobbing. Five minutes later she stood up and smiled at the A.S. "I'm done. Let's go!"
The two went off on a romantic date out of the cargo bay door, falling out of the flying Ragnorak. The A.S. died a gruesome death, but no one cared. However, Rinoa, like a cockroach, survived. (Snaps fingers in disappointment.)
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Squall
Squall sat up and looked around. He was in a large dirty city. Laguna and Kiros were lying to his right. Ward was nowhere to be seen. As he watched, Laguna sat up and groaned. "Squall? Son, where are we?"
Squall glared. "Don't call me son! And I don't know."
Laguna pouted. "Fine, be that way! See if I care. Maybe that guy with yellow spikes on his head can help."
"Yellow spikes?"
Squall looked to his left. Sure enough, there was a guy with yellow spikes, walking with a girl with what looked like water balloons on her chest, a man with a gun on his arm, and a big cat. (A/N: Think you know who they are? You might be surprised.)
Laguna grinned and started jumping up and down, waving at the people standing five feet away from him, as if they pass by without seeing him. " Hi! Hihihihihihihi! Can you help us, people I don't know?"
Squall stared at him. "Shouldn't you be sober? The LSD should have worn off by now."
Laguna stopped jumping and waving, and frowned. "Yea, you're right."
With that he took out the dreaded BLUE BOTTLE and took a capsule. He waited a moment, then resumed jumping and waving. "Hi! My name's Laguna Loire and I'm the President of Esthar, the prettiest country in the world, but I hate my job because I didn't have a choice and this is my son, Squall Leonhart Loire, doesn't he look just like his mother, but he has my smile, I think, but I don't know because he never smiles at me."
During his little speech, Laguna had thrown his arms around Squall and was now holding him in a strangle hold. Squall was starting to turn blue.
The guy with spikes and his friends were staring at them. Spike closed his eyes, shook his head, and smiled nervously. "Um, President Loire? Uh…"
Laguna looked at him with a vague smile. "You can call me Laguna."
Spike blinked and continued. "Right, Laguna. Um, first, your son is turning blue. You might want to let him go."
Laguna looked at Squall, who was about to pass out, and let him go abruptly. Squall fell to the floor in a heap, gasping for breath. "La-Laguna…I-I-I'm gonna…KILL…you when… I-I get up."
Laguna smiled cheerfully. "Looking forward to it."
He turned back to Spike and co. Spike was still staring at him. The others were sitting on the ground, playing Go Fish.
Spike cleared his throat. "Riiight. Anyway. My name's Cloud Strife. The cat is Red XIII, the woman is Tifa, (and yes those are real, not balloons) and the man with the gun arm is Barret."
At this the man stood up angrily. "For the last time, Strife, MY NAME IS DYNE!! Barret was left at the Gold Saucer. You kidnapped me!" (A/N: Hah! Fooled you! Thought it was Barret, didn't you?)
Cloud ignored this outburst. "We're on the to the hospital, to get help for Barret. He seems to think his name is Dyne, which is ridiculous. Who's the dead guy?"
Laguna glanced at Kiros, who was still out cold. "Huh? Oh, that's Kiros, he's not dead, just out cold because we all jumped out of the Ragnorak, the dragon shaped air ship that I gave to Squally for his birthday."
Squall, having got his breath back, stood up and glared at Laguna. "One: Don't call me 'Squally'. Two: You haven't given the Ragnorak to me. Three: My birthday isn't for three months, you moron. And four: Whatever."
Laguna blinked. "Oh. Well, Squall I'm giving the Ragnorak to you. You're Fifteen, I think you're respons…"
"I'm SEVENTEEN!"
"…You're Seventeen, I think you're responsible enough to have your own ship. And it's for all of the birthdays that I missed, because I was ruling Esthar and you thought you were an orphan. So Happy Birthday, Son!"
Squall blinked. Then blinked again. "…Oh, Okay. Thanks. Whatever."
Spike…err, I mean Cloud, and the others were watching with tears in their eyes. "Awwww."
Cloud smiled at Laguna. "You, your friend and your son are welcome to join us. The doctor can look at your friend too."
Laguna grinned and gave the startled Cloud a quick hug, "Oh, thank you! Yes we'll join you, won't we Squall?"
"Whatever."
With that, they tied Kiros to the back of a protesting Red and set of on a quest to find the hospital for Kiros and Barret/Dyne.
