Okay, OKAY!!! I'm adding on to this story, 'cause apparently, people like
it! So, *plays drumroll* DA DA DA-DA!!! Here is the next chapter!
Disclaimer; As a matter of fact, I DO own Squaresoft, AND all the characters mentioned here, AND...... oh, sorry. Ignore my pitiful ravings.
BTW, all the songs listed below (and the lyrics in the upcoming chapters) all belong to my band, so they're mine!!! For real, this time!!!
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"So," began Headmaster Cid.
"So," replied Quistis with a shy smile.
"Our little Quistis is a singer!" beamed Edea, putting her hands to her cheeks.
"And you look wonderful!" proclaimed Xu.
Quistis was in Headmaster Cid's office, surrounded by his wife, and a just-plain-curious Xu. To tell the truth, she was a little nervous seeing them all again. She looked around at each one of them. Cid was leaning forward in his chair, just grinning at her. Edea was standing over Quistis, exclaiming over her cute little twists Shelia had created and hairsprayed to death early this morning.
And Xu. She was just sitting on the edge of Cid's desk, just grinning at Quistis goofily.
She couldn't take it anymore. "What?" she burst out at Xu.
Xu grinned wider. "I just can't picture you dancing in front of everybody."
"Yes, well, I've loosened up a bit," Quistis replied, blushing up to her hairline.
Cid just looked at her with a proud smile on his face and leaned back into his chair, folding his arms behind his head.
"So," he began. "We're supposed to decide what is best for you to sing and everything. To be honest, I don't know a thing about music, so I'm just leaving it all up to you and Xu; consequently, she owns your album."
Xu proved his point by getting up and singing a chorus of one of Quistis' most popular songs, Sugarbum.
You are my sugarbum bum, sugarbum, bum, baby.
My true love, t-t-true love, baby.
We're goin' uphill, goin' uphill, baby, yeah, yeah.
And we're never gonna stop, because you are my sugarbum, baby.
She bowed mockingly, and giggled at Quistis' expression while Edea and Cid laughed and applauded.
"You are welcome to take my place anytime," Quistis remarked dryly to her friend.
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"So, we're gonna do Crybaby, Right to Be, Falling Up, and Runaway." Quistis told her band.
"That's all?" asked Darian, the drummer.
"Yes, we're going to do just a few, because I want to keep this short." That was Quistis' main demand. She wanted out of there fast in case the entire audience started to laugh at her.
She was backstage with her band at the Balamb Garden Festival stage. She had been givin a small tour of it. She was rather impressed by Selphie's work.
She still hadn't seen her friends, yet. She missed them all so much: Selphie Tilmitt, Miss Over-Active-With-Dire-Need-of-Welbutrin; Irvine Kinneas, with the most disgusting mind on Earth; Squall Leonhart, Sir Doom and Gloom; Zell Dincht, who needed the Welbutrin as badly as Selphie; and Rinoa Heartilly. Squall's girlfriend. Well, she was ok. Not Quistis' favorite person on the planet, but.... ok.
Oh, she was nervous. Good Hyne, what if she slipped up? What if her dancers slipped up? She still remembered that time she rubbed up against Joey Wihthins in a very sensitive area once when they were dancing together, and he, well, let's just say he 'rose to the occasion'. Ugh. He better control that sucker tonight.
She was getting paranoid.
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Ok, people! There is another chapter!!!! I know I was gonna take it off, but I got so many e-mails! Thanks, everybody. Ya know, I actually had a lot of fun doing this story again. Please review me! I always type a lot faster the more reviews I get!!!
' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' \/
Disclaimer; As a matter of fact, I DO own Squaresoft, AND all the characters mentioned here, AND...... oh, sorry. Ignore my pitiful ravings.
BTW, all the songs listed below (and the lyrics in the upcoming chapters) all belong to my band, so they're mine!!! For real, this time!!!
____________________________________________________________________________ ____
"So," began Headmaster Cid.
"So," replied Quistis with a shy smile.
"Our little Quistis is a singer!" beamed Edea, putting her hands to her cheeks.
"And you look wonderful!" proclaimed Xu.
Quistis was in Headmaster Cid's office, surrounded by his wife, and a just-plain-curious Xu. To tell the truth, she was a little nervous seeing them all again. She looked around at each one of them. Cid was leaning forward in his chair, just grinning at her. Edea was standing over Quistis, exclaiming over her cute little twists Shelia had created and hairsprayed to death early this morning.
And Xu. She was just sitting on the edge of Cid's desk, just grinning at Quistis goofily.
She couldn't take it anymore. "What?" she burst out at Xu.
Xu grinned wider. "I just can't picture you dancing in front of everybody."
"Yes, well, I've loosened up a bit," Quistis replied, blushing up to her hairline.
Cid just looked at her with a proud smile on his face and leaned back into his chair, folding his arms behind his head.
"So," he began. "We're supposed to decide what is best for you to sing and everything. To be honest, I don't know a thing about music, so I'm just leaving it all up to you and Xu; consequently, she owns your album."
Xu proved his point by getting up and singing a chorus of one of Quistis' most popular songs, Sugarbum.
You are my sugarbum bum, sugarbum, bum, baby.
My true love, t-t-true love, baby.
We're goin' uphill, goin' uphill, baby, yeah, yeah.
And we're never gonna stop, because you are my sugarbum, baby.
She bowed mockingly, and giggled at Quistis' expression while Edea and Cid laughed and applauded.
"You are welcome to take my place anytime," Quistis remarked dryly to her friend.
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"So, we're gonna do Crybaby, Right to Be, Falling Up, and Runaway." Quistis told her band.
"That's all?" asked Darian, the drummer.
"Yes, we're going to do just a few, because I want to keep this short." That was Quistis' main demand. She wanted out of there fast in case the entire audience started to laugh at her.
She was backstage with her band at the Balamb Garden Festival stage. She had been givin a small tour of it. She was rather impressed by Selphie's work.
She still hadn't seen her friends, yet. She missed them all so much: Selphie Tilmitt, Miss Over-Active-With-Dire-Need-of-Welbutrin; Irvine Kinneas, with the most disgusting mind on Earth; Squall Leonhart, Sir Doom and Gloom; Zell Dincht, who needed the Welbutrin as badly as Selphie; and Rinoa Heartilly. Squall's girlfriend. Well, she was ok. Not Quistis' favorite person on the planet, but.... ok.
Oh, she was nervous. Good Hyne, what if she slipped up? What if her dancers slipped up? She still remembered that time she rubbed up against Joey Wihthins in a very sensitive area once when they were dancing together, and he, well, let's just say he 'rose to the occasion'. Ugh. He better control that sucker tonight.
She was getting paranoid.
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Ok, people! There is another chapter!!!! I know I was gonna take it off, but I got so many e-mails! Thanks, everybody. Ya know, I actually had a lot of fun doing this story again. Please review me! I always type a lot faster the more reviews I get!!!
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