AN: Hey everyone, this is Linkin101. Actually we're two people co-writing a
story. You may have heard of us. We_Could_ Be_Gone and Fantasy101. If
you've read either of our stories, you might think we're the serious or
romantic type writers. This here story is about to change your whole
perspective on the hairstyles of Final Fantasy VIII. Enjoy.
Got Gel?
Prologue
Squall was the one supervising, Rinoa was there because Squall was there and that was all that mattered, Cid stood by with a clipboard, assessing the skills required, Xu was there because Cid was there and wherever Cid was, Xu had decided was the best place to be for those aspiring for promotions, Selphie was there because she never missed the chance to watch something new, Irvine was there because he loved Selphie and there was the possibility that there might be some hot chicks waiting for him and Zell stood there because he hoped it had something to do with hotdogs or allowing T-boards into Garden.
Unfortunately for Zell, it had nothing to do with either of his two obsessions. It was, plain and simply, a shopping list for garden. Cid had given up on trying to decide what garden needed in way of supplies and had, under the coaxing of the garden faculty, decided to let the SeeD's and cadets chose what supplies they needed. Once Cid and Xu left, the rest of the area was deserted quickly, Squall trying to escape Rinoa's constant glomping, Selphie trying to escape Irvine's bad habit of trying to look up her skirt when she stood still for more than a minute and Zell left because it had nothing to do with the two things that made his world work.
The list itself was nothing to look at, four columns of lines with a heading written in large print letters that read: "Shopping list for Garden, add what is required". Several cadets flocked to it, having seen the people that had surrounded it and quickly scribbled down what they thought was needed. The idea was already working, Squall would have been impressed by the quick efficient way it was being used, Cid would have been so excited that one of 'his' ideas had actually worked, but none had thought to stay and watch the use of something as major as the shopping list for the Garden that trained the most elite soldiers (mercenaries but Cid didn't like to call them that) for war and destruction.
AN: There ya go. So do you think it's worth some reviews or what? We'd be very happy for your criticism, but please remember that this is only the beginning and there are chapters yet to come, so improvement will most likely follow.
Got Gel?
Prologue
Squall was the one supervising, Rinoa was there because Squall was there and that was all that mattered, Cid stood by with a clipboard, assessing the skills required, Xu was there because Cid was there and wherever Cid was, Xu had decided was the best place to be for those aspiring for promotions, Selphie was there because she never missed the chance to watch something new, Irvine was there because he loved Selphie and there was the possibility that there might be some hot chicks waiting for him and Zell stood there because he hoped it had something to do with hotdogs or allowing T-boards into Garden.
Unfortunately for Zell, it had nothing to do with either of his two obsessions. It was, plain and simply, a shopping list for garden. Cid had given up on trying to decide what garden needed in way of supplies and had, under the coaxing of the garden faculty, decided to let the SeeD's and cadets chose what supplies they needed. Once Cid and Xu left, the rest of the area was deserted quickly, Squall trying to escape Rinoa's constant glomping, Selphie trying to escape Irvine's bad habit of trying to look up her skirt when she stood still for more than a minute and Zell left because it had nothing to do with the two things that made his world work.
The list itself was nothing to look at, four columns of lines with a heading written in large print letters that read: "Shopping list for Garden, add what is required". Several cadets flocked to it, having seen the people that had surrounded it and quickly scribbled down what they thought was needed. The idea was already working, Squall would have been impressed by the quick efficient way it was being used, Cid would have been so excited that one of 'his' ideas had actually worked, but none had thought to stay and watch the use of something as major as the shopping list for the Garden that trained the most elite soldiers (mercenaries but Cid didn't like to call them that) for war and destruction.
AN: There ya go. So do you think it's worth some reviews or what? We'd be very happy for your criticism, but please remember that this is only the beginning and there are chapters yet to come, so improvement will most likely follow.