: - : Chapter 3 : - :
: - : Day 1 – Part 2 : - :
"And we're back!" Zell, Selphie, Irvine, and Quistis all waited
impatiently.
"We asked, 'How did Seifer say he was going to kill the old lady who is holding him hostage?' and you said, 'A. he was going to beat her over the head with a rubber duck and light her hair on fire."
"The correct answer is . . ."
:: :: ::
(Quick thing for everyone who is wondering why in the world Seifer is putting up with this, he's in an inn and the old lady is a 'secret spy' who works for us. Her job is to keep him there . . . so why is Seifer sitting there instead of leaving? For one, the While You Were Out crew locked him in there, with absolutely no means of escape and two, well we don't really know!)
We go back to Seifer sitting in a chair next to a fireplace. The old woman is now looking through a photo album and talking endlessly about every picture.
"DAMN! WHY DIDN'T I BRING HYPERION? IF I HAD A FLOAT, I WOULD CAST IT ON YOU AND SEND YOU TO THE ISLAND CLOSEST TO HELL . . .,"
Seifer began picking up anything in the small room.
"Sonny, it's not nice to swear, bad boy,"
"SHUT THE HELL UP! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU! I'M GOING TO. . . . .GOING TO BEAT YOU OVER THE HEAD WITH THIS RUBBER DUCK AND LIGHT YOUR HAIR ON FIRE!" (o.0 Seifer's losing it, but what would you expect, he's been in that room for 7 hours straight!)
:: :: ::
"You won!" Ashley smiled and clapped happily stuffing the last piece
of banana in her mouth.
"WHAT?" Zell asked very confused.
"But, we didn't want to win!" "Well you did and now you win this black
recliner chair. . . I'll just take this Barbie house back to the
store," Ashley walked over to it and began to carry it away until Zell
stopped her.
"But, but, why? Can't you leave it?"
"Nope, sorry," Ashley walked away out of the bedroom.
Selphie looked around and jumped on the recliner chair pressing
buttons on the armrest, making it go up and down.
"Say, where's Pheobe and Flassrondo? They have been missing for
awhile. . ." Irvine began looking around and noticed the room only had
paint pink on the walls.
"We need to get to work," Quistis opened Seifer's closet and bathroom.
But Pheobe and Flassrondo were nowhere to be seen.
"Hmm. . .Just great, now the host and designer people are gone,"
Irvine walked over to Selphie light kissing her cheek.
"Like I said before guys, no need to fret, now were in charge. Do you
think anyone would mind if we 'tweaked the chair a little?'" Zell
walked over to it, pushing Selphie out of the way and kicked it as
hard as he could. Then he punched. And repeated the process numerous
times.
"What did the chair do to you Zell?" Squall and Rinoa walked in and
looked around.
"I thought you would have more done then this, we only have like a day
left!"
"I know, but that insane designer lady is missing,"
"Flassrondo too," Selphie added.
Zell finished using the chair as a punching bag and looked very
pleased. He hit it again and it made a strange noise before beeping.
"What the hell?"
The chair beeped faster. . .and faster. . .until it made a really mad
hissing sound.
"Nice going Zell! It's gonna blow!" Selphie darted behind Irvine, as
did Rinoa with Squall and they all ran out at the same time, smashing
into each other.
"RUNNNN!" Selphie was the first out of the room screaming.
Soon after Zell, Irvine, Squall, Rinoa, and Quistis came running out
also. A very loud bang was heard and they slowly crept back into the
room. The chair was, well, no longer together. Bits and pieces of
metal, electric parts, and leather were scattered everywhere and black
filmy streaks surrounded the walls.
"Nice going Zell!" Irvine patted Zell on the back.
"Hey! It wasn't my-"
"No, really Zell, nice going!" Squall looked around and noticed that
everything in the room was basically toast except for Seifer's steel
gunblade case which was now a nice charcoal color.
"You do realize, we damaged Seifer's property and he may very well
have the right to sue us," Quistis chimed in.
Everyone just shrugged.
"Well, now what?" asked Rinoa.
"Bad news guys, turns out that Pheobe and Flassrondo were seen leaving
on a flight to Vegas, we have to cancel the show," Ashley came in and
sat down on a piece of leather.
"No way! We cannot cancel this now, look at this place! There's pink
paint on the walls, all of Seifer's furniture and belongings are
toast, courtesy of Zell and there's pieces of a recliner chair lying
everywhere! We can't just forget it and have Seifer return to this!"
Everyone looked amazed at the amount of words that came out of
Squall's mouth in a bout ten seconds. Soon the amazement wore off
though.
"I guess we could still run the show. Hmm . . . well we could have the
show give you guys 1000 dollars and then you could just go off on your
own and make the room. But you would have to make the furniture
yourself,"
Ashley contemplated for a moment and then motioned for them to wait
there a minute, before walking off.
"Super duper cool! We are now totally in charge!" Selphie whooped her
fist in the air.
"Yeah, where do we start? Does anyone have any ideas?" They all stood
there in the middle of the room for awhile when Irvine had an idea.
"Hey Selph, do you still have those finger paints and paint art?"
"Yeah, I guess. . .but why?"
"Just go get em babe," Zell and Squall read Irvine's mind and grinned
like a bobcat.
Selphie came back into the room with a large pink case and opened it.
"Everyone ready to have some fun?" Rinoa eyed the paints and then the
room.
Selphie took out the five-hundred finger paint set and paint art
spinner.
"Alright, grab some paint and paint on the walls, now remember, this
is Seifer we're talking about so write stuff to really annoy him and
make it look horrible!"
Everyone walked over and took a different color of paint and went to a
different wall. Zell wrote in huge red letters, 'Seifer is a
chickenwuss' and 'Idiot of the century lives here.
:: :: ::
It was nearing dinnertime and the walls were completely filled with
little scribbles and words. Even Quistis put a few things down.
"Boy, who would have thought that wrecking someone's room could be so
exhausting?" Zell yawned and stretched, wiping the excess paint on the
carpet.
"Wait, we haven't used the paint art spinner yet. . ." Selphie put it
together and smiled.
"What does it do?" questioned Rinoa.
"Just pour any color of paint in the slot there, and set the range
there, and press the button and you'll find out,"
Squall took all the leftover paint and poured it into the slot and
then set the range at the strongest setting and flipped the switch.
The machine made a running noise and soon started to hum softly, as it
was getting fired up.
"I suggest you all run if you don't want paint on your clothes,"
Selphie, Rinoa, Quistis, and Squall stood back in the doorway. Irvine
and Zell just stood there waiting, not really caring if paint got on
there clothes, since they were wearing old ones.
The machine started hurling around and five small cylinder like shapes
popped out of it, aiming straight out. Then they began swooshed paint
everywhere in the room.
"How long does it last?" yelled Zell over the sound.
"About thirty minutes,"
:: :: ::
After having a huge dinner, the gang all came back to Seifer's room
and went in. The whole room was wet with a puke green, dark gray, and
other colors. The ceiling and floor were covered, while the writing on
the walls was still there even more brightly.
"Wow . . .," Ashley blinked a few times.
"That is the most hideous thing I have ever seen. . ."
The paint smell was still clammy in there and the forgotten chair
debris stuck up from the ground at odd angles covered by the paint.
"Well, I guess this concludes day one, not much you can do now right?"
Zell ran out and came back in about a minute with a huge back of
chocobo feathers and threw them everywhere.
"There, the paint should be dry by morning, that's when the real
decorating begins,"
: - : Chapter 3 : - :
: - : Day 1 – Part 2 : - :
: - : End : - :
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: - : Day 1 – Part 2 : - :
"And we're back!" Zell, Selphie, Irvine, and Quistis all waited
impatiently.
"We asked, 'How did Seifer say he was going to kill the old lady who is holding him hostage?' and you said, 'A. he was going to beat her over the head with a rubber duck and light her hair on fire."
"The correct answer is . . ."
:: :: ::
(Quick thing for everyone who is wondering why in the world Seifer is putting up with this, he's in an inn and the old lady is a 'secret spy' who works for us. Her job is to keep him there . . . so why is Seifer sitting there instead of leaving? For one, the While You Were Out crew locked him in there, with absolutely no means of escape and two, well we don't really know!)
We go back to Seifer sitting in a chair next to a fireplace. The old woman is now looking through a photo album and talking endlessly about every picture.
"DAMN! WHY DIDN'T I BRING HYPERION? IF I HAD A FLOAT, I WOULD CAST IT ON YOU AND SEND YOU TO THE ISLAND CLOSEST TO HELL . . .,"
Seifer began picking up anything in the small room.
"Sonny, it's not nice to swear, bad boy,"
"SHUT THE HELL UP! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU! I'M GOING TO. . . . .GOING TO BEAT YOU OVER THE HEAD WITH THIS RUBBER DUCK AND LIGHT YOUR HAIR ON FIRE!" (o.0 Seifer's losing it, but what would you expect, he's been in that room for 7 hours straight!)
:: :: ::
"You won!" Ashley smiled and clapped happily stuffing the last piece
of banana in her mouth.
"WHAT?" Zell asked very confused.
"But, we didn't want to win!" "Well you did and now you win this black
recliner chair. . . I'll just take this Barbie house back to the
store," Ashley walked over to it and began to carry it away until Zell
stopped her.
"But, but, why? Can't you leave it?"
"Nope, sorry," Ashley walked away out of the bedroom.
Selphie looked around and jumped on the recliner chair pressing
buttons on the armrest, making it go up and down.
"Say, where's Pheobe and Flassrondo? They have been missing for
awhile. . ." Irvine began looking around and noticed the room only had
paint pink on the walls.
"We need to get to work," Quistis opened Seifer's closet and bathroom.
But Pheobe and Flassrondo were nowhere to be seen.
"Hmm. . .Just great, now the host and designer people are gone,"
Irvine walked over to Selphie light kissing her cheek.
"Like I said before guys, no need to fret, now were in charge. Do you
think anyone would mind if we 'tweaked the chair a little?'" Zell
walked over to it, pushing Selphie out of the way and kicked it as
hard as he could. Then he punched. And repeated the process numerous
times.
"What did the chair do to you Zell?" Squall and Rinoa walked in and
looked around.
"I thought you would have more done then this, we only have like a day
left!"
"I know, but that insane designer lady is missing,"
"Flassrondo too," Selphie added.
Zell finished using the chair as a punching bag and looked very
pleased. He hit it again and it made a strange noise before beeping.
"What the hell?"
The chair beeped faster. . .and faster. . .until it made a really mad
hissing sound.
"Nice going Zell! It's gonna blow!" Selphie darted behind Irvine, as
did Rinoa with Squall and they all ran out at the same time, smashing
into each other.
"RUNNNN!" Selphie was the first out of the room screaming.
Soon after Zell, Irvine, Squall, Rinoa, and Quistis came running out
also. A very loud bang was heard and they slowly crept back into the
room. The chair was, well, no longer together. Bits and pieces of
metal, electric parts, and leather were scattered everywhere and black
filmy streaks surrounded the walls.
"Nice going Zell!" Irvine patted Zell on the back.
"Hey! It wasn't my-"
"No, really Zell, nice going!" Squall looked around and noticed that
everything in the room was basically toast except for Seifer's steel
gunblade case which was now a nice charcoal color.
"You do realize, we damaged Seifer's property and he may very well
have the right to sue us," Quistis chimed in.
Everyone just shrugged.
"Well, now what?" asked Rinoa.
"Bad news guys, turns out that Pheobe and Flassrondo were seen leaving
on a flight to Vegas, we have to cancel the show," Ashley came in and
sat down on a piece of leather.
"No way! We cannot cancel this now, look at this place! There's pink
paint on the walls, all of Seifer's furniture and belongings are
toast, courtesy of Zell and there's pieces of a recliner chair lying
everywhere! We can't just forget it and have Seifer return to this!"
Everyone looked amazed at the amount of words that came out of
Squall's mouth in a bout ten seconds. Soon the amazement wore off
though.
"I guess we could still run the show. Hmm . . . well we could have the
show give you guys 1000 dollars and then you could just go off on your
own and make the room. But you would have to make the furniture
yourself,"
Ashley contemplated for a moment and then motioned for them to wait
there a minute, before walking off.
"Super duper cool! We are now totally in charge!" Selphie whooped her
fist in the air.
"Yeah, where do we start? Does anyone have any ideas?" They all stood
there in the middle of the room for awhile when Irvine had an idea.
"Hey Selph, do you still have those finger paints and paint art?"
"Yeah, I guess. . .but why?"
"Just go get em babe," Zell and Squall read Irvine's mind and grinned
like a bobcat.
Selphie came back into the room with a large pink case and opened it.
"Everyone ready to have some fun?" Rinoa eyed the paints and then the
room.
Selphie took out the five-hundred finger paint set and paint art
spinner.
"Alright, grab some paint and paint on the walls, now remember, this
is Seifer we're talking about so write stuff to really annoy him and
make it look horrible!"
Everyone walked over and took a different color of paint and went to a
different wall. Zell wrote in huge red letters, 'Seifer is a
chickenwuss' and 'Idiot of the century lives here.
:: :: ::
It was nearing dinnertime and the walls were completely filled with
little scribbles and words. Even Quistis put a few things down.
"Boy, who would have thought that wrecking someone's room could be so
exhausting?" Zell yawned and stretched, wiping the excess paint on the
carpet.
"Wait, we haven't used the paint art spinner yet. . ." Selphie put it
together and smiled.
"What does it do?" questioned Rinoa.
"Just pour any color of paint in the slot there, and set the range
there, and press the button and you'll find out,"
Squall took all the leftover paint and poured it into the slot and
then set the range at the strongest setting and flipped the switch.
The machine made a running noise and soon started to hum softly, as it
was getting fired up.
"I suggest you all run if you don't want paint on your clothes,"
Selphie, Rinoa, Quistis, and Squall stood back in the doorway. Irvine
and Zell just stood there waiting, not really caring if paint got on
there clothes, since they were wearing old ones.
The machine started hurling around and five small cylinder like shapes
popped out of it, aiming straight out. Then they began swooshed paint
everywhere in the room.
"How long does it last?" yelled Zell over the sound.
"About thirty minutes,"
:: :: ::
After having a huge dinner, the gang all came back to Seifer's room
and went in. The whole room was wet with a puke green, dark gray, and
other colors. The ceiling and floor were covered, while the writing on
the walls was still there even more brightly.
"Wow . . .," Ashley blinked a few times.
"That is the most hideous thing I have ever seen. . ."
The paint smell was still clammy in there and the forgotten chair
debris stuck up from the ground at odd angles covered by the paint.
"Well, I guess this concludes day one, not much you can do now right?"
Zell ran out and came back in about a minute with a huge back of
chocobo feathers and threw them everywhere.
"There, the paint should be dry by morning, that's when the real
decorating begins,"
: - : Chapter 3 : - :
: - : Day 1 – Part 2 : - :
: - : End : - :
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