Chap. 2: Secrets Revealed
"....And that's the first time I ever got laid." Zell explained. "Wow.. you got laid by a one legged, one eyed, one breasted, 9 fingered, midget hooker in New York? How drunk were you?" Quistis asked, giggling at the thought of him and that hooker. "Oh I can't even be able to explain... You see, Irvine explained everything and what happened in the morning.. He told me that I offered her 25 cents and some lint I found in my pocket.. Cheap ass hooker." Zell sighed and put his head on Quistis' lap. "What time is it?" Zell asked, staring up at the ceiling. "...It's 6:31" Quistis said, looking at her watch. "Damn, it's already been 7 hours. I'm so fucking hungry too.." Zell said, groaning. His hands started roaming around unconsciously. "Hey, what's this..?" His hands wrapped around this piece of electronic hardware. It was a video camera, Irvine's to be exact. "Whoa, here's Irvine's video camera. Squall told me this guy video tapes a bunch of weird shit, or so he thinks.." He pressed play, and they both watched the little LCD screen.
It shows Irvine standing over Zell's empty bed, and he looks obviously drunk. A zipper sound is heard, then a splash of liquid. Irvine peed on Zell's bed. "I'm gonna kill that sunuvuh beech.." Zell said, feeling furious, but was still curious and watched on. Next clip shows him in the bathroom, wearing make up, and one of Selphie's dresses. He had probably oranges under the dress and was basically groping himself. He then, unfortunately, pulled out his magic stick and started doing some magic. "Holy SHIT!!" Zell looked away, but Quistis was still watching. "God, this is sick!" He turned it off, and put it aside. Quistis secretly kept it closer to herself. "I'ma go to sleep. That'll hopefully take my mind off of food, AND what I just saw. G'night Quisty.." Zell kissed her forehead. "Good night, Zelly." Quistis said, smiling. As soon as Zell was dead asleep, Quisitis turned Irvine's video camera back on. Outside of the closet, soft moans can be heard.
(Next Morning)
...A cockroach can be seen from afar, feasting on the little pieces of candy crumbs(is that what you call it?). A toothpick is then seen from up in the air and stabs the cockroach right through it's abdomen. Zell is shown without a shirt, with a big long beard and a moustache, crouching in the corner. He quickly crawls towards the cockroach, anticipating the taste of it. Then something flashed by, and crunching noises are heard. "QUISTIS! That was MINE!!!" Zell said furiously. "Well, it's already in my stomach, so too bad." Quistis stuck her tongue out. Zell ran(more like crawled) to the corner next to him and cried. "Zell, shut up, I'll let you have the next cockroach I get, 'kay?" Quistis said. "And you can play with my dust bunny!" She gave a smile, throwing it at Zell's face. "...kay.." Zell slowly walked to the other corner, playing with the dust bunny. Quistis brought out a container full of dead fire ants and yelled, "LUNCH!!" She made a little bonfire out of pencil shavings. She stuck each of the dead ants into a 5 inch long needle, and put it over the fire till it cooked. "Oh my fuckin' god, fire ants, AGAIN?! Why the hell can't black ants, they're sweeter, and easier on my stomach!" Zell complained. "Because you're gonna end up eating the whole thing" Quistis replied, setting the now full cooked fire ants on a newspaper plate. "There, lunch is ready." Quistis said, taking her share of ants. "Ugh, whatever man.." Zell took a teeny tiny bite, and gulped it all down..
Zell just sat there in the corner, zoning off. He was staring at the wall, imagining himself punching it and breaking free.....
He snapped.
He stood up in a mad rage and starting giving punches at the wall. He gave 1.., 2.., 500000000 punches at it. He slowly tired out and slumped against the surprisingly dent free wall. Quistis was up holstering herself on the four walls. She seemed somewhat surprised, but more concerned and pitying look. "Zell, you know you can't punch for shit, so quit trying.." Quistis said, jumping down. "Well at least I'M doing something, not just being a masturbating rock in a corner everday." Zell said, crossing his arms looking away at her, facing the corner of the closet. "I need weed" Zell said to himself. He took pieces of the carpet, took a piece of news paper, and rolled it into smokable, yet, not smokable replacement. He took two toothpicks and started rubbing them together till he got some sparks. The sparks then light the "replacement weed" and he started puffing. "Oh yeah cough this is the cough the shit." Zell said, forcing himself to enjoy it. He rolled up in a ball and smoked away..
God, I suck at ending a chapter, whatever. W333333333333333333eeeeeeeeee ;
