Note: Dun own anything but me. And Hailey. MWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Hailey: You LIKE flamingos?!? What kinda man are you?!?!

Tidus: *cries* I-I-I-I JUST WANTED US TO HAVE A NICE WEDDING!

Hailey: *spaz* WITH FLAMINGOS?!!??!?!?

-Meanwhile, Seymour and Sam sit uncomfortably nearby, casting akward glances at each other-

Sam: *akward glance*

Seymour: *akward glance back*

Sam: ..... So, how's your spleen?

Seymour: It's doing good.

Sam: *blink* I want cheese bread.

Seymour: Okay. I'll wait.

Sam: *doesn't move* ......

Seymour: What?

Sam: Isn't it like, some kinda Maester thing to go get the cheese bread FOR the lady?

Seymour: No...

Sam: *evil glare*

Seymour: I'll be right back! *runs off to get cheese bread*

-TIDUS AND HAILEY ARE STILL FIGHTING-

Hailey: NEVER EVER STICK PENS IN YOUR MOUTH! IT'S UNSANITARY!!!!!

Tidus: *sniff* I'm sorry.

Hailey: *melts inside* I'm sorry too.

Tidus & Hailey: *make out*

Narrator: And so, Sam slapped Seymore when he brought her bread with cheese that wasn't melted on the bread, and Tidus and Hailey started to sing about toenail clippings.