Zidane and Rinoa – The Temple of Ancients

(Rinoa is waiting outside the temple, which has magically reappeared because the authors wanted it to.)

Rinoa: La, la, la... where is this guy?

(Zidane appears and a grin crosses his face as he sees her)

Zidane: Now that's more like it. Hey baby.

Rinoa: Are you Zidane?

Zidane: That's me. Rinoa?

Rinoa: Yeah! Have you seen this place? It's totally weird!

Zidane: Yeah, I guess so. Shall we go in?

Rinoa: Sure!

(They enter and soon find themselves trapped the 3D maze.)

Zidane: This place is kinda creepy.

Rinoa: I like it. It's very interesting.

Zidane: So... tell me about yourself.

Rinoa: Well, I got fed up with my boyfriend Squall always being so sulky, so I decided to enter the dating agency to teach him a lesson.

Zidane: My girlfriend entered me, because I didn't take her out one evening.

Rinoa: Wow, harsh.

Zidane: I know. I have other commitments, you know?

Rinoa: I know! It's like, he's always saying 'whatever' when I want to talk about feelings, or where we should go at the weekend.

Zidane: Really?

Rinoa: Yeah!

Zidane: Maybe you should just yell at him for a while. Whenever my girlfriend feels I'm not giving her enough attention she starts yelling. After that I'm so freaked out, I usually become attentive for a few days.

Rinoa: ...That's actually not such a bad idea. I think I'll try it!

Zidane: I'm good!

(Later on. They are still stuck in the maze)

Rinoa: OK, this is getting kinda old. I swear I passed that lump of moss an hour ago.

Zidane: I know... geez.

Rinoa: So tell me about your world.

Zidane: Well, I saved it a while ago. From Kuja.

Rinoa: Kuja?

Zidane: Evil dude. Tried to destroy the world.

Rinoa: My, THAT'S original.

Zidane: Yeah. Anyway, this guy has eye shadow, a thong and a collection of nail varnishes. Hardly a challenge.

Rinoa: Sounds familiar... is he the guy who works in the Agency?

Zidane: That's him. Total freak.

Rinoa: I know! Although, he DOES have nice hair.

Zidane: Yeah, I'm not gonna deny that. Everyone likes to nice hair. Except Amarant.

Rinoa: He goes to Paulo's. You should try Paulo, he's great!

Zidane: ...does he condition?

Rinoa: Like you wouldn't believe!

(Night has fallen. The pair finally emerge from the Temple.)

Zidane: This was fun!

Rinoa: It really was.

Zidane: I'll meet you at Paulo's on Friday for a trim and blow-dry.

Rinoa: Ask for the Fantasy special. It's incredible.

Zidane: Will do. Oh, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention this to the guys. They're kinda old-fashioned about this kinda thing.

Rinoa: Totally. I'll bet Paulo will do your tail as well.

Zidane: Fantastic! See you then!

(They part ways)

Rinoa: Aw, what a nice guy.

Tifa and Amarant – Oeilvert

Tifa: (seeing Amarant at the entrance) So sorry I'm late! You are Amarant right? Finding this place was a nightmare! I don't even know how to pronounce it!

Amarant: Yeah.

Tifa: Hi, I'm Tifa. Pleased to meet you!

Amarant: You know who I am already and not a lot makes me pleased.

Tifa: Well. Aren't you the big broody type! You've been here before I take it?

Amarant: I have. Let's go in.

Tifa: Ok! I like the...uh...architecture. Very...different.

(They go up the steps into the main entrance)

Tifa: This is so cool! Like some big haunted mansion or something! Oh, sorry I keep going on. Does it bother you?

Amarant: Yes.

Tifa: Oh. Well tell me about yourself.

Amarant: I had a respectable job as a guard until I was set up. Now I'm an outlaw making money as a hired assassin. Oh, and I saved the world with these...people one time.

Tifa: Ooh, a dangerous guy huh? That's fascinating.

Amarant: And yourself? What do you do?

Tifa: I run a bar.

Amarant: Oh. That's...nice.

Tifa: Well I did save the world too. But I think my real achievement is my bar. It's very nice.

Amarant: ...Huh. Want some food?

Tifa: Sure! Lead the way!

Amarant: I don't know where they expect us to eat here but we can wander around and look.

(They wander for a bit and come to the place where Amarant got his foot stuck.)

Amarant: Sniff.

Tifa: What is it?

Amarant: I...have a bad memory here...(sits down heavily)

Tifa: Aww, do you want to talk about it?

Amarant: I...got my foot stuck!!!

Tifa: You got your foot stuck??

Amarant: It was horrible. I groaned and groaned for whole minutes but no one heard and my foot started aching and I was so scared! (sniff) Then Zidane found me and I was touched really but I couldn't tell him that so I acted like it meant nothing...but it meant so much to me!!!

Tifa: You poor thing! Hiding your feelings...it's tough I know.

Amarant: Let's go somewhere else. Let's find the food.

Tifa: Sure. Ok.

(They find some lit candles and some food spread on the floor of the library room)

Amarant: That's why I grew my hair so big when I was younger.

Tifa: Huh? Why?

Amarant: To hide my face. So I could hide my feelings too. It's easier when everybody thinks you're dangerous, but it's so lonely! So lonely...

Tifa: Well, I'm here now and you're not alone. You just have to learn to let people in and share your feelings more. My friend Aeris had this date with a guy named Squall and he was so withdrawn he left the date without her! Just walked off! Can you believe that!? But just remember you're not alone. It'll be alright.

Amarant: Yes. It will. And I'm not alone. I have my pet cat, Mr Whiskers living in my hair to keep me company.

Mr Whiskers: Mieeeeew!

Amarant: I'm afraid I just had a lapse in my defensive consciousness. But I'm back to normal now.

Tifa: What are you saying?

Amarant: I'm saying that I chose to be alone (except for Mr Whiskers) and I don't mind except for in my lapses and since you know how I really feel, I must...dispose of you. Nobody must know that I have feelings.

Tifa: (Exasperated) Then why did you sign up to go on a blind date!? That's practically all about sharing feelings! Well, sometimes it isn't...

Amarant: (Drawing his armed fist) You will never tell another soul what you have heard tonight...

Tifa: (screams and runs out of the building)

(Amarant chases Tifa cartoon style across the desert until...uh...he gets tired and goes home.)

End.

Extra

(Amarant picks up his mail a week later and opens a blank envelope. There's a card inside.)

Card:

I KNOW WHAT YOU FELT LAST WEEK

(It was loneliness with a hint of compassion! (giggle))

Amarant: NOoooooooOOOOooooOOO!!! I should have killed her when I had the amazingly easy chance! Grr...If only she wasn't such a fast run