Kuja sat upon his throne disgruntled.  Not only had the brat and his girl just run away making a public mockery of him, but he was now faced with an eviction notice!  "Oh wretched world upon which I walk, why have you disgraced me thusly?!"  He crumpled the paper in his hands like a soda can, growling with fury, for he had not paid any of his bills in over a month!

Dagger heard his mournful cry and ran back into the room.  "Oh Kuja!  I didn't know that you were in such terrible trouble!  I can forgive you if you promise to be nice in the future!"  Kuja agreed, so Dagger gave him some money.

                Suddenly, Zidane stormed into the room!  "Kuja!  What are you doing to Dagger?"

                Kuja was very confused.  "Dearest brother, I am not doing anything  to your little girl.  I'm simply paying my bills."

                "Oh." Zidane was a little embarrassed, but it didn't last long.  He turned to Dagger and smiled.  He liked looking into her fond gaze and imagining that he were somewhere else with her, like an ice cream parlor.  "Hey Dagger, do you want to go to an ice cream parlor?"

                Suddenly Kuja remembered something!  "You know, in an early decade not too long before our own, a terrible tragedy faced this earth…"

                "That's a splendid idea Zidane!  I would love to go have ice cream with you!" Dagger sighed wistfully, totally ignoring Kuja.

                "…day by day the troubles became more and more out of hand, and one by one the people began to realize…" he continued.

                "Ok, let's go!" Zidane agreed happily, and took Dagger's hand to lead her out of the room.

                "…it could happen again, you do realize this right?" Kuja looked up but then realized that Zidane and Dagger were both gone!  Sighing he shook his head.  "I should never have let them win.  I should have taken over this little planet and done something more economical with it."  

                Suddenly he looked to his right!  "I should really do my laundry sometime soon." He walked over to the pile in his pointy high heeled shoes, his steps echoing off the hard candied walls.  That's when he noticed the paper on top of the pile.  "…what is this?!"   

                He read the paper, a sorrowful and worried expression growing upon his countenance.  "Oh no…"

A/N:  Tada!  Part 2 is hashed out!  Can anyone guess what was in the paper?  Will Kuja be able to alert Dagger and Zidane in time?  Or will he not be able to alert them and have to struggle on all by his lonesome self?!  Please review and tell me what you think!  ^_^