Disclaimer: Okay, I am only going to write this one more time for this fan fiction, k? I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, or any of its related names, logos, characters, et cetera.

Note: I hate writing disclaimers. It rubs in the fact that I don't own it… Oh, well. So, here is the new chappie. Hopefully things will get back on track… Should I write a ficcy about Zell's butt falling off? Well, at least him thinking it's going to fall off? Oh, yeah, while I'm thinking about it, the whole Rinoa call girl thing was FF 7 inspired. Don't ask how…I don't own that either…sniff ….Hmm…

Chapter 16: Damn

     Squall woke up with a killer hangover. He thought for a moment that he had accidentally slept with his gunblade unsheathed again. He felt his head, and looked at his fingers. No blood.

     He went outside to find Rinoa sitting on the Ragnarok loading ramp alone. She looked so frail against the flooring, and he went to her. She rose, and smiled, and stepped on his foot.

Rinoa: You f***ing idiot! I was actually enjoying it that time! Then you came, and-

Squall: What?

Rinoa: Don't you remember?! You came into Dobe's dump last night, drunk as a-

Squall: I remember now.

Rinoa: Oh. Okay.

Squall (remembers he was really drunk): That would explain my headache.

Rinoa: We need to find the others. We've sealed the deal, and now it's their turn to help us.

Squall (remembers all of last night): OH MY GAWD!

Rinoa: Why's your face all wrinkly, and scary?

Squall: No reason…

Rinoa: Um, okay…(walks to the Garden).

Squall (walks slowly to the Garden. His hangover is setting in really bad): What the f____ have I done? I got hammered, and saw things I never should have. Gawd, how embarrassing. I'm just glad no one saw…

Irvine (walks up to him): Dude, you need to lay off the booze. Karaoke, and you don't get along.

Squall: ….And did things I shouldn't have done

Irvine: It was as funny as hell when you drank that big guy under the table.

Squall: …

Irvine: Apparently you can hold your liquor.

Squall (they're almost to the Garden): Can you shut up about it now?

Irvine: Hey, man, I was just sayin'

Squall: Dammit, shut up! I've got the world's greatest, f***ing hangover, and you won't shut the f*** up! Damn!

Irvine: Whoa, just-

Squall: SHUT THE F*** UP!

Irvine: …Everyone is in the lobby waiting for you.

Squall: Crap.

Quistis: Where have you- Are you drunk?!

Squall: Hangover.

Quistis: YOU LET HIM DRINK?! I TOLD YOU TO WATCH HIM!

Squall: I'm not a child.

Quistis: That's not the point.

Irvine: Gawd, he's been going through hell, and back for a while now. Can't he have a good time for once?

Quistis: irritated growl…(storms off inside)

Squall: You were there to watch me?

Irvine: …Uh…yeah…

Squall: I hope you don't get Selphie knocked up. Your kids would die by the time they turn three months old with a dad like you.

Irvine: Whatever. You're late! C'mon!

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[Garden Lobby]

Squall: …And furthermore, no more harassing the villagers for sex. Just because a girl looks like a slut doesn't mean she is one…It's the ones that look like nice people you need to watch out for…And also, we will be going to Deling after the modifications have been made. Your job will to be there ahead of us, and be on the offensive. We will need you to fight the sorceress when we lure her to your position. Don't give up easily. Gen. Caraway will tell you what to do until I catch up with you. He will be your leader until then. He will be also bringing his army, so don't fight them. Save your strength for our true enemy. Well, that's it.

crowd of SeeDs cheers Squall's head feels like it'll explode, and about to hurl crowd disperses

Quistis: Whew. That went okay. Irvine, tell Xu I'll be late for lunch. Zell, may I see you in my room. (exits)

Zell: Oh, yeah! I'm gonna get some!(exits)

Squall: Great. Another bad mental picture. (about to hurl. That was the last thing he needed to hear)

Irvine: C'mon Selph. Let's go tell Xu about why she's being ditched.

Selphie: It technically isn't ditching her…

Squall: What a bunch of morons..

Rinoa: Nice speech.

Squall: …

Rinoa: How's your head?

Squall: …It hurts.

Rinoa (kisses his forehead): Better?

Squall (blushing): …No. I'm going to get some aspirin-

Rinoa (kisses him on the lips): I still love you. My voel.

Squall: What the-!

Rinoa: It's me! I'm kinda possessing Rinoa right now…

Note: So much for getting back on track…Oh wellz. Oh, yeah, my character is bored to. Thus Rinoa is the human puppet. Mwahahahaha! cough Oopsie. I still sick. Yes, I realize little of the chapter (esp. notes) made sense. Review please! No flames! I burn easily!