The Great Windex Hunt
A/N: I started writing this when I had a cold, and nothing to do. My Friend, Cel-chan helped me come up with the concept, giving me a few random things. A note to all of you....I can get rather silly if you haven't read any of my anime fics. Now, you are forewarned. And...sadly I don't own the characters of Final Fantasy X-2....thought I have Y.R.P on my TV set. . Nor, do I own any products that lie within these pages.
Nooj was minding his own business, watching the inevitable doom which is always on the likes of CNN or C-Span, when, out of nowhere, he was doused with what seemed to be a soda of sorts. Looking up, he saw the annoying sheepish grin of Rikku.
"Oh no! I'm sorry....I tripped..." The Al Bhed blinked a few times, her eyes going wide, as Nooj felt his temper rise. She suddenly dashed off with a wave of her hand "Bye!" Then, he heard the back door slam shut behind her. Sighing, he pulled himself away from the news, and started for the kitchen, arms outstretched. If anyone wears glasses, they know how hard it is to get such a sticky substance off of the lenses. He knew the required drastic action. Some how...he had to find the Windex.... Nooj sighed as he walked into a corner, and heard a snicker come from behind him. "Not now Gippal...."
He heard the man's footsteps come up behind him, and stop. Gippal leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. He blinked once, twice, three times. "Yeah, was gonna ask you if you had seen Muffin Kisses....." Snickers even more. "Guess not..." Nooj was really starting to get ticked. He rubbed his shoulder that collided with the wall, and scowled. "Why in the world would I keep track of your stuffed kitten?" Gippal shrugged then smirked. "Yeah, sorry...forgot you can't see. I dunno.....I went to take a nap, and couldn't find him. I can't sleep with out Muffin Kisses..." He sighed* Well...maybe Pookey Bear is around somewhere..." Nooj really just wanted to return to his endeavour, so somehow had to get rid of this moron. Suddenly, an idea came to mind. To make sure he buys it, scowls even more "I haven't seen Baralai either. Now, just leave me to this?" Gippal looked at him in amazement, and then his face flushed, cheeks turning to a deep red. Nooj knew this would anger this guy like no other. "I was talking about my teddy bear! Jerk!" And he stalked away, much to Nooj's delight. Now, he stretched his arms out once more and steered himself to what he thought to be the kitchen, back to searching for the ever elusive glass cleaner. So, continuing on, Nooj steered himself to his best ability, knocking into walls, and going down a long hall. "I didn't think it was this long to the kitchen..." He said to himself as he walked to what he thought a doorway, either way, it was lighter...like the kitchen should be, and walked into someone, his good hand feeling something soft. Yeah, this wasn't the kitchen. And, a moment later, probably after a bit of shock, there was a shrill shriek. "Get out Nooj! You pervert!" It was Yuna.
Nooj blinked and backed out, walking into the mostly open door, and then, the door frame, then turned and ran blindly back to his starting point, tripping and falling over a bunched piece of carpet. And not unexpectedly, Yuna started throwing things at him. She can be so temperamental. Couldn't she see he couldn't see? So, because of her tantrum, he was being bombarded with things that ranged to soft and cuddly to thinks that broke around his head. He sighed, knowing he had to lie there, and wait until she was done before getting up. After a few minutes of curses, and things shattering around him, everything became quiet once more. He picked himself up, with great difficulty, and turned, knowing that if that led to the bedrooms, the kitchen should be this way. Once again, he extended his arms, and went, bumping into various things as he went. He knew he'd be sore later. Moving around this place was difficult, even when not blinded by soda. But, finally, he made it to the other side of the living room, only to hear a laugh....Baralai.... "Um...Nooj....you look like a tornado struck...."
Nooj sighed. He really didn't want this especially now. "How so?" He asked, fearing the answer as well as any ridicule.
Still snickering a bit, Baralai walked over. "Well, you have glass in your hair, smudges all over your glasses, and a bra on your head." He picked said underclothing off of Nooj's head, laughing.
"Long story..." Nooj muttered. He'd rather forget what's happened and be able to see again. "Please just leave me to what I was doing."
Baralai, still snickering, stood in front of Nooj. "Come on, and just spill it."
Nooj closed his eyes and inwardly groaned...ok, now to get rid of Baralai some how. "I think Gippal was looking for you. Something about taking a nap." Baralai's eyes got huge. Even Nooj would have chuckled seeing his reaction.
"Not again! Never again!" And Nooj heard Baralai run, and the back door once again slam. Ah, he was heading in the right direction. The back door was in the kitchen, and it sounded like it was straight ahead. Barring any other obstacles, he'll have his glasses cleaned in no time.
So, after a few moments that were fairly uneventful, he finally went through the swinging door of the kitchen. It was difficult, walking into a chair or two, then the counter; he finally made it to where they kept the cleaners. He crouched down and blinks a few times, hearing someone's footsteps come in. A pair of black leather high-heeled boots came into his blurry view around the perimeter of his glasses. No question that this was...
"What are you doing Nooj?" Came Paine's voice.
"Looking for the Windex." He replied rather shortly. She chuckled as she walked away from him, then he heard some rustling.
"Good luck finding it. I needed it to clean one of Rikku's messes." Then he heard her footsteps once again, this time going away. What did that mean...? Did she just hide the bottle on him?! She...would. He sighed and got up, going to where he heard the rustling and felt around. Great, the refrigerator. He reached up, and felt around, knocking over pill bottles and useless items that always find their way to the top of the Fridge. Finally, he felt the smooth plastic bottle, the coolness of it, then, the trigger handle. He grabbed it, quickly taking it down from it's perch, and sprayed the lenses of his glasses. He blinked a few times and glances around at the fuzzy kitchen.
"Oh, for the love of..." He went over and sat at the table, hanging his head. "Where are the damned paper towels?!"
A/N #2: Yeah it called for a second note. Please keep in mind, it's late, and I have a horrible cold. Thanks Cel-chan for beta-reading and telling me whether its actually funny or just plain stupid. Also, a huge thank you to the Creator of Secret of Mana Animated Theater. I was so stuck on a name for the stuffed kitty, it was all I could think of! If you've played Secret of Mana, and even if you haven't (like me.) Check it out! It's hilarious.
A/N: I started writing this when I had a cold, and nothing to do. My Friend, Cel-chan helped me come up with the concept, giving me a few random things. A note to all of you....I can get rather silly if you haven't read any of my anime fics. Now, you are forewarned. And...sadly I don't own the characters of Final Fantasy X-2....thought I have Y.R.P on my TV set. . Nor, do I own any products that lie within these pages.
Nooj was minding his own business, watching the inevitable doom which is always on the likes of CNN or C-Span, when, out of nowhere, he was doused with what seemed to be a soda of sorts. Looking up, he saw the annoying sheepish grin of Rikku.
"Oh no! I'm sorry....I tripped..." The Al Bhed blinked a few times, her eyes going wide, as Nooj felt his temper rise. She suddenly dashed off with a wave of her hand "Bye!" Then, he heard the back door slam shut behind her. Sighing, he pulled himself away from the news, and started for the kitchen, arms outstretched. If anyone wears glasses, they know how hard it is to get such a sticky substance off of the lenses. He knew the required drastic action. Some how...he had to find the Windex.... Nooj sighed as he walked into a corner, and heard a snicker come from behind him. "Not now Gippal...."
He heard the man's footsteps come up behind him, and stop. Gippal leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. He blinked once, twice, three times. "Yeah, was gonna ask you if you had seen Muffin Kisses....." Snickers even more. "Guess not..." Nooj was really starting to get ticked. He rubbed his shoulder that collided with the wall, and scowled. "Why in the world would I keep track of your stuffed kitten?" Gippal shrugged then smirked. "Yeah, sorry...forgot you can't see. I dunno.....I went to take a nap, and couldn't find him. I can't sleep with out Muffin Kisses..." He sighed* Well...maybe Pookey Bear is around somewhere..." Nooj really just wanted to return to his endeavour, so somehow had to get rid of this moron. Suddenly, an idea came to mind. To make sure he buys it, scowls even more "I haven't seen Baralai either. Now, just leave me to this?" Gippal looked at him in amazement, and then his face flushed, cheeks turning to a deep red. Nooj knew this would anger this guy like no other. "I was talking about my teddy bear! Jerk!" And he stalked away, much to Nooj's delight. Now, he stretched his arms out once more and steered himself to what he thought to be the kitchen, back to searching for the ever elusive glass cleaner. So, continuing on, Nooj steered himself to his best ability, knocking into walls, and going down a long hall. "I didn't think it was this long to the kitchen..." He said to himself as he walked to what he thought a doorway, either way, it was lighter...like the kitchen should be, and walked into someone, his good hand feeling something soft. Yeah, this wasn't the kitchen. And, a moment later, probably after a bit of shock, there was a shrill shriek. "Get out Nooj! You pervert!" It was Yuna.
Nooj blinked and backed out, walking into the mostly open door, and then, the door frame, then turned and ran blindly back to his starting point, tripping and falling over a bunched piece of carpet. And not unexpectedly, Yuna started throwing things at him. She can be so temperamental. Couldn't she see he couldn't see? So, because of her tantrum, he was being bombarded with things that ranged to soft and cuddly to thinks that broke around his head. He sighed, knowing he had to lie there, and wait until she was done before getting up. After a few minutes of curses, and things shattering around him, everything became quiet once more. He picked himself up, with great difficulty, and turned, knowing that if that led to the bedrooms, the kitchen should be this way. Once again, he extended his arms, and went, bumping into various things as he went. He knew he'd be sore later. Moving around this place was difficult, even when not blinded by soda. But, finally, he made it to the other side of the living room, only to hear a laugh....Baralai.... "Um...Nooj....you look like a tornado struck...."
Nooj sighed. He really didn't want this especially now. "How so?" He asked, fearing the answer as well as any ridicule.
Still snickering a bit, Baralai walked over. "Well, you have glass in your hair, smudges all over your glasses, and a bra on your head." He picked said underclothing off of Nooj's head, laughing.
"Long story..." Nooj muttered. He'd rather forget what's happened and be able to see again. "Please just leave me to what I was doing."
Baralai, still snickering, stood in front of Nooj. "Come on, and just spill it."
Nooj closed his eyes and inwardly groaned...ok, now to get rid of Baralai some how. "I think Gippal was looking for you. Something about taking a nap." Baralai's eyes got huge. Even Nooj would have chuckled seeing his reaction.
"Not again! Never again!" And Nooj heard Baralai run, and the back door once again slam. Ah, he was heading in the right direction. The back door was in the kitchen, and it sounded like it was straight ahead. Barring any other obstacles, he'll have his glasses cleaned in no time.
So, after a few moments that were fairly uneventful, he finally went through the swinging door of the kitchen. It was difficult, walking into a chair or two, then the counter; he finally made it to where they kept the cleaners. He crouched down and blinks a few times, hearing someone's footsteps come in. A pair of black leather high-heeled boots came into his blurry view around the perimeter of his glasses. No question that this was...
"What are you doing Nooj?" Came Paine's voice.
"Looking for the Windex." He replied rather shortly. She chuckled as she walked away from him, then he heard some rustling.
"Good luck finding it. I needed it to clean one of Rikku's messes." Then he heard her footsteps once again, this time going away. What did that mean...? Did she just hide the bottle on him?! She...would. He sighed and got up, going to where he heard the rustling and felt around. Great, the refrigerator. He reached up, and felt around, knocking over pill bottles and useless items that always find their way to the top of the Fridge. Finally, he felt the smooth plastic bottle, the coolness of it, then, the trigger handle. He grabbed it, quickly taking it down from it's perch, and sprayed the lenses of his glasses. He blinked a few times and glances around at the fuzzy kitchen.
"Oh, for the love of..." He went over and sat at the table, hanging his head. "Where are the damned paper towels?!"
A/N #2: Yeah it called for a second note. Please keep in mind, it's late, and I have a horrible cold. Thanks Cel-chan for beta-reading and telling me whether its actually funny or just plain stupid. Also, a huge thank you to the Creator of Secret of Mana Animated Theater. I was so stuck on a name for the stuffed kitty, it was all I could think of! If you've played Secret of Mana, and even if you haven't (like me.) Check it out! It's hilarious.