Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy IX. If I did, I'll be making the next
sequel and the one after that and the one after that and the one after
that...
Beta Reader: "SHUT UP!!"
Disclaimer: Oh, sorry. I got carried away. You get the idea... :)
A/N: Thanks for the four who read and reviewed! *bows down and mutters intelligible Japanese* To answer Robshi: I know that this doesn't follow the storyline of FFIX, but this is fan fiction and it is fiction so it doesn't have to totally correspond with the game.
To answer all the reviewers who asked for additional FFIX characters: They're coming...they're coming...BE PATIENT!!!
To the people reading this fic: Thanks for reading my newest installment. Please review at the bottom of the story.
Finally, this chapter is for vocabularious vocabulary bookworms (no offense, and I made up vocabularious). Cheers! :)
~~Reviving a 13~~
~Chapter 2~
"Mr. Tribal, are you listening?" Dr. Tot called on Zidane with a terse voice.
Usually Dr. Tot's voice would sound like a piano cuz he's a piano player (duh). However, ever since the prank, Dr. Tot seemed to be very stiff and strict-like.
"No, Dr. Musical Einstein."
Zidane finished his picture that he wasn't supposed to draw.
"Let me see that!" Dr. Tot snatched the picture out of Zidane's hand and showed it to the whole class.
In fact, the picture was pretty good. Besides Zidane's low grades, bad grammar, and impolite habits-including no manners-he was surely a genius at art. He could tell the difference between two similar pictures by different artists, and drew with shadow and character.
This picture was a cartoon of a snowman...
Which looked a lot like Zidane's dad who passed away.
"Now, what is this on the snowman's head, Zidane?" questioned Dr. Tot's meddlesome brain.
"You stupid? A hot water bag."
"Excuse me?"
"I mean... you are stupendous. It's a hot water bag."
"And why is there a hot water bag on the snowman's head?"
"You really want to know?"
"Eh-hem. I hear a boy contradicting me..."
"The snowman's committing suicide."
The class roared with laughter.
"Thank you, Zidane Tribal. That was very appropriate, with the class provoking much mirth." Dr. Tot glared at the surrounding students as he raised his eyebrows from fury.
The class's laughter died slowly away, but grins kept glued on to faces. Then, as a whole, the whole class waited for Zidane's next appropriate comment.
"Your welcome, Dr. Einstein, the dead person who is a piano stupid player... player stupid piano... stupid piano player... player...you get the idea." Zidane grinned widely while he thought this as a game and played along, trying to get Dr. Tot to explode. It would be so frivolous!
"ZIDANE TRIBAL, COME HERE THIS INSTANCE! FACE THE WALL WHILE HOLDING FIVE BOOKS IN ONE HAND AND THREE IN THE OTHER WHILE LIFTING ONE LEG! DO IT RIGHT THIS INSTANCE! NOW MARCH YOU NIMWIT!!!!!!!!!"
Dr. Tot blew up.
The room seemed to buzz like a million infuriated flies. After Zidane did what he was told, holding five books in one hand and three in the other (which was quite a burden), Dr. Tot revived himself and taught spelling. He kept on calling Dagger, for she was the "straight A student," being so perfect. Shining like the morning star.
Seemed like the morning star was still giggling every time she answered a question.
For when Dagger looked at Dr. Tot, she was reminded of that boy facing the wall, mumbling...
"Dammit! I hate books! Why did they have to be Social Studies and Math and Spelling and blah blah blah? Why not Art or Crafts or whatever? Bitch!"
Zidane started yelling.
"Look at my leg! It...is...just...swell! My leg is swelling up! Damn it! And look! There's a picture of a dam in front of my face! Wow! What a coincidence!"
Zidane was by now screaming all these annoying things.
Dr. Tot was, of course...
Frustrated.
"Okay, Zidane!"
Mikoto stood up and started screaming at Zidane.
"Shut up! Shut your fucking asshole shaped mouth and make yourself useful! Who cares about Social Studies or whatever crazy book is on you, just deal with it!!"
"Correction, Miko! You shut up! You shut your fucking asshole shaped mouth up and make yourself useful! Try holding these books! Now take off these five stupid heavy things and hold them in one arm!!!!! So just deal with it!"
Dr. Tot's picture:
Oooooohhhh boy... There goes the second one of the Tribal family.
~~One hour later~~
Dr. Tot was crawling on the ground while his class screamed and fought among themselves.
With his last bit of energy, he whispered out a hoarse sentence...just as the principal came in and yelled at the same time as Dr. Tot...
Dr. Tot: "Class is dismissed..."
Principal Steiner: "Class is dismissed!!!"
Dr. Tot's view: Hey, where did everyone go?
Principal Steiner's view: There's Dr. Tot...weary as ever.
_~~________~~_
The students of Dr. Tot's ran to be first in the lunch lines, except those who packed. Zidane always packed, as he never wasted money on expensive and unwholesome school cafeteria lunch.
Dagger was buying this time. As always, she sat down with her gang: Mikoto, Clara, Ruby, Ariel, Hilda, and now her best little friend...retarded Eiko Carol. Eiko didn't even go to middle school. All she did was just following Zidane around.
"Dagger, do you have any clue that Kuja is looking at you from that table?" Ariel squealed. She had a huge crush on Kuja.
"Well I don't give a-"
"Dagger, he's coming right now!"
Surely enough, Kuja was heading towards Dagger's table. Ariel was jumping up and down on her seat as Hilda kept on smiling when Kevin, a popular boy, winked at her.
"Hey, Dag, fancy comin' for a seat at our table?" Kuja gestured a seat at his place.
"No thanks Kuja, but I'm sure Ariel would." Dagger gave Kuja a fierce look and added, "Stop that western accent and don't call me Dag."
Kuja didn't stop. "You know Dag, when will you ever start to flirt with me?" Kuja acted cool.
"Never had and never will, donkey-head, now shoo!"
Dagger tried to strike up a conversation with her gang, but no one listened, except for Eiko.
"Dagger, could I tell youw shomeshing?"
"Oh yeah, Eiko, anything."
"Well, Kuja is a vevy spwoiled bwat. I herd from good bwuddy Zidane that wood (A/N: word). I also herd fwom him that Kuja likes to fwirt with girls and cheat cheat cheat! All he wants you to do, Dagger, is call him 'wonder boy.' Only people you like you call them that. What a jackass, right? Zidane told me the trwue meaning of jackass."
"Yeah, Eiko. Zidane tells you everything, what a guy. I mean, who wants to hang out with a-,"
"-A stupid jerk called Kuja. Darlin', that's more than stupid, y'all, fancy sayin' that he's a stupid nerd." Ruby joined in.
"Ditto," Dagger and Ruby did their secret handshake.
Kuja was mad. Actually, he was furious. However, he stomped back to his seat defeated without a word. What was his backup plan again? Oh no, he didn't have one.
On the other side, Zidane was listening intently with Blank and Cinna at the conversation over at the table with Dagger and her group. What had Eiko and Dagger said about him? Did he really hear what he heard? Eiko loved him and Dagger liked him. She called him 'wonder boy.' Zidane had never thought how much Eiko thought of him as a big brother, and now she was moving away...bah! She's only saying that because of the plan to annoy Kuja. Who cares?
In fact, all of this was true. Dagger thought Zidane was a great guy. Eiko really didn't want to move and she thought Zidane was a big brother. If only there was proof...
"Zidane, I thought there was a party at your house," Clara flirted. She had started to like Zidane after Kuja said that she wasn't his best friend.
"It would be fun, wonder boy," Dagger laughed as Zidane scratched his head.
"Well, there is...but the party's at the Teen Club and-."
"Then it's settled! Everyone, there's a party by Zidane at the Teen Club tonight! See ya, wonder boy." Dagger was truly excited.
Zidane was stammering...
"My, my, my, Zidane, what a nice job you did. You told everyone there was a party. But you were only kidding. What a jerk, you blew it now." Kuja smoothed back his hair and added, "I'm going to get ready for the...party. See ya, wouldn't want to be ya!"
"ZIDANE!!"
"Miko, haven't you yelled enough?"
"NO!"
"I know. Eisia won't be happy when I tell her about this party."
"DUH! SO NOT THE DRAMA!"
Zidane watched his two siblings walk away and sulked without tears. Typical. Why would you cry at school? He thought for a moment: Please don't let Eisia be mad...
~~Later in the afternoon, in the Tribal house~~
"WHAT? ZIDANE TRIBAL, YOU HAVE MADE THE BIGGEST MISTAKE TO MAKE OUR FAMILY POOR! WE DON'T HAVE THE TIME OR THE MONEY TO ORDER A PARTY FOR YOUR SCHOOL AT THE TEEN CLUB!! WHO DO YOU THINK I AM? THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES? AND FOR YOUR WHOLE SCHOOL, ZIDANE!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!" Eisia was screaming to the top of her lungs.
Zidane: So much for hoping that she wouldn't be mad.
"But Eisia, I was only trying to cheer everyone up after Marcus was punched by Kuja..."
"WHAT? KUJA?"
"Yeah..."
Eisia sighed. Why were her boys getting into trouble, not Mikoto? And she knew Zidane would never say there was a party on purpose. Zidane's face betrayed his nervousness, along with his eyes closed, waiting for a scream. She had better not yell at him. However, she still couldn't let Zidane get away with the party. She must either ground him or cancel it. Which one would she pick?
"Eisia, how are we going to tell everyone that there was a mistake?"
Zidane quickly added, "Okay, you can start yelling."
Eisia paced back and forth. Then she stopped.
"I'm not going to yell at you Zidane. I guess that the only conclusion is..."
Mikoto, who enjoyed parties, waited with baited breath.
Kuja, who wanted Zidane to get into big trouble at school, waited with not- so-baited breath.
Zidane, who needed an answer terribly, waited with so much baited breath that you would need an oxygen mask.
And then...
~~~~~~~
A/N: Yay! Cliffhanger! And I'll be waiting around with an oxygen mask in case somebody has too much baited breath! *holds a huge air tank and several pink oxygen masks* Anyway, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! I need your support!! *puppy face* Again, REVIEW!!!! *evil face* OR NO MORE STORY FOR YOU!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *calm face* I have a habit of doing that...
Beta Reader: "SHUT UP!!"
Disclaimer: Oh, sorry. I got carried away. You get the idea... :)
A/N: Thanks for the four who read and reviewed! *bows down and mutters intelligible Japanese* To answer Robshi: I know that this doesn't follow the storyline of FFIX, but this is fan fiction and it is fiction so it doesn't have to totally correspond with the game.
To answer all the reviewers who asked for additional FFIX characters: They're coming...they're coming...BE PATIENT!!!
To the people reading this fic: Thanks for reading my newest installment. Please review at the bottom of the story.
Finally, this chapter is for vocabularious vocabulary bookworms (no offense, and I made up vocabularious). Cheers! :)
~~Reviving a 13~~
~Chapter 2~
"Mr. Tribal, are you listening?" Dr. Tot called on Zidane with a terse voice.
Usually Dr. Tot's voice would sound like a piano cuz he's a piano player (duh). However, ever since the prank, Dr. Tot seemed to be very stiff and strict-like.
"No, Dr. Musical Einstein."
Zidane finished his picture that he wasn't supposed to draw.
"Let me see that!" Dr. Tot snatched the picture out of Zidane's hand and showed it to the whole class.
In fact, the picture was pretty good. Besides Zidane's low grades, bad grammar, and impolite habits-including no manners-he was surely a genius at art. He could tell the difference between two similar pictures by different artists, and drew with shadow and character.
This picture was a cartoon of a snowman...
Which looked a lot like Zidane's dad who passed away.
"Now, what is this on the snowman's head, Zidane?" questioned Dr. Tot's meddlesome brain.
"You stupid? A hot water bag."
"Excuse me?"
"I mean... you are stupendous. It's a hot water bag."
"And why is there a hot water bag on the snowman's head?"
"You really want to know?"
"Eh-hem. I hear a boy contradicting me..."
"The snowman's committing suicide."
The class roared with laughter.
"Thank you, Zidane Tribal. That was very appropriate, with the class provoking much mirth." Dr. Tot glared at the surrounding students as he raised his eyebrows from fury.
The class's laughter died slowly away, but grins kept glued on to faces. Then, as a whole, the whole class waited for Zidane's next appropriate comment.
"Your welcome, Dr. Einstein, the dead person who is a piano stupid player... player stupid piano... stupid piano player... player...you get the idea." Zidane grinned widely while he thought this as a game and played along, trying to get Dr. Tot to explode. It would be so frivolous!
"ZIDANE TRIBAL, COME HERE THIS INSTANCE! FACE THE WALL WHILE HOLDING FIVE BOOKS IN ONE HAND AND THREE IN THE OTHER WHILE LIFTING ONE LEG! DO IT RIGHT THIS INSTANCE! NOW MARCH YOU NIMWIT!!!!!!!!!"
Dr. Tot blew up.
The room seemed to buzz like a million infuriated flies. After Zidane did what he was told, holding five books in one hand and three in the other (which was quite a burden), Dr. Tot revived himself and taught spelling. He kept on calling Dagger, for she was the "straight A student," being so perfect. Shining like the morning star.
Seemed like the morning star was still giggling every time she answered a question.
For when Dagger looked at Dr. Tot, she was reminded of that boy facing the wall, mumbling...
"Dammit! I hate books! Why did they have to be Social Studies and Math and Spelling and blah blah blah? Why not Art or Crafts or whatever? Bitch!"
Zidane started yelling.
"Look at my leg! It...is...just...swell! My leg is swelling up! Damn it! And look! There's a picture of a dam in front of my face! Wow! What a coincidence!"
Zidane was by now screaming all these annoying things.
Dr. Tot was, of course...
Frustrated.
"Okay, Zidane!"
Mikoto stood up and started screaming at Zidane.
"Shut up! Shut your fucking asshole shaped mouth and make yourself useful! Who cares about Social Studies or whatever crazy book is on you, just deal with it!!"
"Correction, Miko! You shut up! You shut your fucking asshole shaped mouth up and make yourself useful! Try holding these books! Now take off these five stupid heavy things and hold them in one arm!!!!! So just deal with it!"
Dr. Tot's picture:
Oooooohhhh boy... There goes the second one of the Tribal family.
~~One hour later~~
Dr. Tot was crawling on the ground while his class screamed and fought among themselves.
With his last bit of energy, he whispered out a hoarse sentence...just as the principal came in and yelled at the same time as Dr. Tot...
Dr. Tot: "Class is dismissed..."
Principal Steiner: "Class is dismissed!!!"
Dr. Tot's view: Hey, where did everyone go?
Principal Steiner's view: There's Dr. Tot...weary as ever.
_~~________~~_
The students of Dr. Tot's ran to be first in the lunch lines, except those who packed. Zidane always packed, as he never wasted money on expensive and unwholesome school cafeteria lunch.
Dagger was buying this time. As always, she sat down with her gang: Mikoto, Clara, Ruby, Ariel, Hilda, and now her best little friend...retarded Eiko Carol. Eiko didn't even go to middle school. All she did was just following Zidane around.
"Dagger, do you have any clue that Kuja is looking at you from that table?" Ariel squealed. She had a huge crush on Kuja.
"Well I don't give a-"
"Dagger, he's coming right now!"
Surely enough, Kuja was heading towards Dagger's table. Ariel was jumping up and down on her seat as Hilda kept on smiling when Kevin, a popular boy, winked at her.
"Hey, Dag, fancy comin' for a seat at our table?" Kuja gestured a seat at his place.
"No thanks Kuja, but I'm sure Ariel would." Dagger gave Kuja a fierce look and added, "Stop that western accent and don't call me Dag."
Kuja didn't stop. "You know Dag, when will you ever start to flirt with me?" Kuja acted cool.
"Never had and never will, donkey-head, now shoo!"
Dagger tried to strike up a conversation with her gang, but no one listened, except for Eiko.
"Dagger, could I tell youw shomeshing?"
"Oh yeah, Eiko, anything."
"Well, Kuja is a vevy spwoiled bwat. I herd from good bwuddy Zidane that wood (A/N: word). I also herd fwom him that Kuja likes to fwirt with girls and cheat cheat cheat! All he wants you to do, Dagger, is call him 'wonder boy.' Only people you like you call them that. What a jackass, right? Zidane told me the trwue meaning of jackass."
"Yeah, Eiko. Zidane tells you everything, what a guy. I mean, who wants to hang out with a-,"
"-A stupid jerk called Kuja. Darlin', that's more than stupid, y'all, fancy sayin' that he's a stupid nerd." Ruby joined in.
"Ditto," Dagger and Ruby did their secret handshake.
Kuja was mad. Actually, he was furious. However, he stomped back to his seat defeated without a word. What was his backup plan again? Oh no, he didn't have one.
On the other side, Zidane was listening intently with Blank and Cinna at the conversation over at the table with Dagger and her group. What had Eiko and Dagger said about him? Did he really hear what he heard? Eiko loved him and Dagger liked him. She called him 'wonder boy.' Zidane had never thought how much Eiko thought of him as a big brother, and now she was moving away...bah! She's only saying that because of the plan to annoy Kuja. Who cares?
In fact, all of this was true. Dagger thought Zidane was a great guy. Eiko really didn't want to move and she thought Zidane was a big brother. If only there was proof...
"Zidane, I thought there was a party at your house," Clara flirted. She had started to like Zidane after Kuja said that she wasn't his best friend.
"It would be fun, wonder boy," Dagger laughed as Zidane scratched his head.
"Well, there is...but the party's at the Teen Club and-."
"Then it's settled! Everyone, there's a party by Zidane at the Teen Club tonight! See ya, wonder boy." Dagger was truly excited.
Zidane was stammering...
"My, my, my, Zidane, what a nice job you did. You told everyone there was a party. But you were only kidding. What a jerk, you blew it now." Kuja smoothed back his hair and added, "I'm going to get ready for the...party. See ya, wouldn't want to be ya!"
"ZIDANE!!"
"Miko, haven't you yelled enough?"
"NO!"
"I know. Eisia won't be happy when I tell her about this party."
"DUH! SO NOT THE DRAMA!"
Zidane watched his two siblings walk away and sulked without tears. Typical. Why would you cry at school? He thought for a moment: Please don't let Eisia be mad...
~~Later in the afternoon, in the Tribal house~~
"WHAT? ZIDANE TRIBAL, YOU HAVE MADE THE BIGGEST MISTAKE TO MAKE OUR FAMILY POOR! WE DON'T HAVE THE TIME OR THE MONEY TO ORDER A PARTY FOR YOUR SCHOOL AT THE TEEN CLUB!! WHO DO YOU THINK I AM? THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES? AND FOR YOUR WHOLE SCHOOL, ZIDANE!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!" Eisia was screaming to the top of her lungs.
Zidane: So much for hoping that she wouldn't be mad.
"But Eisia, I was only trying to cheer everyone up after Marcus was punched by Kuja..."
"WHAT? KUJA?"
"Yeah..."
Eisia sighed. Why were her boys getting into trouble, not Mikoto? And she knew Zidane would never say there was a party on purpose. Zidane's face betrayed his nervousness, along with his eyes closed, waiting for a scream. She had better not yell at him. However, she still couldn't let Zidane get away with the party. She must either ground him or cancel it. Which one would she pick?
"Eisia, how are we going to tell everyone that there was a mistake?"
Zidane quickly added, "Okay, you can start yelling."
Eisia paced back and forth. Then she stopped.
"I'm not going to yell at you Zidane. I guess that the only conclusion is..."
Mikoto, who enjoyed parties, waited with baited breath.
Kuja, who wanted Zidane to get into big trouble at school, waited with not- so-baited breath.
Zidane, who needed an answer terribly, waited with so much baited breath that you would need an oxygen mask.
And then...
~~~~~~~
A/N: Yay! Cliffhanger! And I'll be waiting around with an oxygen mask in case somebody has too much baited breath! *holds a huge air tank and several pink oxygen masks* Anyway, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! I need your support!! *puppy face* Again, REVIEW!!!! *evil face* OR NO MORE STORY FOR YOU!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *calm face* I have a habit of doing that...
