Disclaimer: All the characters in my fic do not belong to me, they belong
to Squaresoft. ( I think).
The Beginning
"Dude, I think you'd better, like, do something about that.. girlfriend of yours." said Marcus, leaning on Zidane's locker.
Zidane groaned. "Marcus, " he said, shoving Marcus aside and attempting to take his books out from his locker, "you need to get yourself a girl."
Marcus looked genuinely shocked, then a look of disgust replaced his bewilderment. "Humph! Girls are disgusting! Especially YOUR girl! Why would you ever think I would need a girl, for heaven's sake?!"
"Why? Because that way you'll understand why I like Ruby so much, and, hopefully, stop complaining about her." Said Zidane.
Marcus rolled his eyes. "Complaining about her?? Dude, I'm not the only one who is."
Zidane stopped trying to dig through the pile of trash in his locker and whipped his head around to stare intently at Marcus. "Oh yeah? Who's been complaining about Ruby?"
"Oh, LOADS of people. Let's see, first of all, the girls in school aren't too happy. They don't think you should be tied down by that.. tart."
Zidane glared at him. "Watch who you're calling a tart, my friend."
Marcus ignored Zidane's comment and continued talking. " Yeah, and then there are, of course, your parents, who have always hated your girlfriends, especially Ruby. They happen to find her not only ugly and stupid but also , obviously, unworthy of their perfect son."
Zidane snorted and continued his treasure hunt.
"C'mon, you don't want to disappoint your PARENTS, do you, old pal?" pleaded Marcus.
"They're not my parents."said Zidane shortly.
Marcus crossed his arms. "Okay, fine, your FOSTER parents. You want them to be happy, don't you?"
Zidane finally pulled out what seemed to be a very moldy old sandwich out of his locker, which revealed itself to be a copy of Through the Ancient Days - A Study of the History of Humanity. He nodded sadly and said," Yeah, of course, but I don't understand why they can't be happy with Ruby. I mean, she's a fine girl, isn't she?"
Marcus shook his head disbelievingly and muttered,"It's a wonder you're in a class with the prodigies. I have never seen anyone slower in uptake. "
Zidane replied with a sarcastic "thank you" and waved goodbye to Marcus as the first bell rang.
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Okay, I know this wasn't exactly a great chapter. Short and stupid. Well, if you think they're going to get any better, then you had better stop reading. Why? Because they're not going to improve.
Yes, that was the official warning.. just in case you were in doubt.
The Beginning
"Dude, I think you'd better, like, do something about that.. girlfriend of yours." said Marcus, leaning on Zidane's locker.
Zidane groaned. "Marcus, " he said, shoving Marcus aside and attempting to take his books out from his locker, "you need to get yourself a girl."
Marcus looked genuinely shocked, then a look of disgust replaced his bewilderment. "Humph! Girls are disgusting! Especially YOUR girl! Why would you ever think I would need a girl, for heaven's sake?!"
"Why? Because that way you'll understand why I like Ruby so much, and, hopefully, stop complaining about her." Said Zidane.
Marcus rolled his eyes. "Complaining about her?? Dude, I'm not the only one who is."
Zidane stopped trying to dig through the pile of trash in his locker and whipped his head around to stare intently at Marcus. "Oh yeah? Who's been complaining about Ruby?"
"Oh, LOADS of people. Let's see, first of all, the girls in school aren't too happy. They don't think you should be tied down by that.. tart."
Zidane glared at him. "Watch who you're calling a tart, my friend."
Marcus ignored Zidane's comment and continued talking. " Yeah, and then there are, of course, your parents, who have always hated your girlfriends, especially Ruby. They happen to find her not only ugly and stupid but also , obviously, unworthy of their perfect son."
Zidane snorted and continued his treasure hunt.
"C'mon, you don't want to disappoint your PARENTS, do you, old pal?" pleaded Marcus.
"They're not my parents."said Zidane shortly.
Marcus crossed his arms. "Okay, fine, your FOSTER parents. You want them to be happy, don't you?"
Zidane finally pulled out what seemed to be a very moldy old sandwich out of his locker, which revealed itself to be a copy of Through the Ancient Days - A Study of the History of Humanity. He nodded sadly and said," Yeah, of course, but I don't understand why they can't be happy with Ruby. I mean, she's a fine girl, isn't she?"
Marcus shook his head disbelievingly and muttered,"It's a wonder you're in a class with the prodigies. I have never seen anyone slower in uptake. "
Zidane replied with a sarcastic "thank you" and waved goodbye to Marcus as the first bell rang.
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Okay, I know this wasn't exactly a great chapter. Short and stupid. Well, if you think they're going to get any better, then you had better stop reading. Why? Because they're not going to improve.
Yes, that was the official warning.. just in case you were in doubt.