This one was written for my sister, who roleplays Selphie to my Quistis. Everlasting girl love!


"Come oooon!" Selphie was altogether too chirpy on a morning, Quistis decided, dragging a hand through her hair, sitting up and wiping her eyes free of sleep.

"What do you want, Selphie?" She asked, a yawn swallowing the words.

"You! You said you'd come shopping with us!"

Definitely too chirpy. "I didn't mean at God knows what time in the morning, though," she pointed out, getting out of bed reluctantly, resisting the urge to squeal the minute her feet touched the ice cold floor.

"What I don't understand," Seifer's voice made her jump, deep and unexpected and amused, "is how she got Squall to join in with this insanity, and therefore, me."

Selphie giggled. "Easy! I promised him we'd buy him a new belt!"

There was the sound of a thump. Quistis was pretty sure that meant Squall had either hit his head against the wall in frustration, or had hit Selphie, and considering who Squall was, it was fairly safe to assume he'd hit his head against the wall.

"Actually, you threatened to steal Lionheart," Squall's voice was amused too, when he spoke, and it made Quistis hurry into her clothes, suddenly more enthused with the whole affair. If it made Squall laugh and Selphie happy, well, then, she was for it!

Selphie greeted her the minute she poked her head out of the door with a flying hug and a kiss. Seifer made an 'eww' sound, as predicted, but as Quistis noted, he had an arm round Squall's waist and was hardly one to talk.

"Where are we even going?" Squall asked, with a roll of his eyes. He looked comfortable, standing there with Seifer's arm around him, and it made Quistis smile and hug Selphie tighter.

"Shopping!"

"But, where, I believe he asked," Seifer rolled his eyes.

"You'll see! Come on!" And off they went.

Selphie was a wonder at getting her own way. Squall drove the car, Seifer sat beside him, and she perched on Quistis's knee in the back, chirping about how much fun it was going to be.

"We're going to meet Zell and Irvine there!"

"Great," Seifer said, "A day with chickenwuss."

"You love him really," Selphie teased.

"Oh, sure, about as much as I love doing this," and Seifer lunged for her, holding her down easily and tickling her until she screamed. "Ew, squirming helpless girl," he observed.

Quistis laughed, and took over, pinning Selphie down so she wouldn't try to get her own back on him. "Come on, we can't argue, it's going to be fun, remember?"

Selphie grinned, "Yeah, it will be! But," she narrowed her eyes dangerously, "I'm going to get you for that, Seifer."

"Oh, suuuure," he said, in his best sardonic tone.

"I wouldn't be so sure you're safe," Squall said, amusement just hovering round the edges of his words.

Selphie snuggled up to Quistis in the back, kissing her softly. "It will be fun, and you need the break, Quisty," she said, quietly, more seriously.

"Thanks," Quistis said, kissing back and smiling, finally understanding what this was all about.