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Chapter 4- Tension

-Balamb Hotel

-3 days, 9 hours, 44 minutes remaining

"Geez, you could cut the tension with a knife," Quistis murmured.

Squall waved his hand. "I knew they would do this eventually, I just knew it."

"Well, it's almost time for bed," Quistis said. "Who gets the beds?"

"Let's say this," Squall said. "I get this bed, and you all decide amongst yourselves who's pairing up with who, because there's four of you and only two beds. I would personally prefer Selphie and Quistis in the same bed just in case..."

"Squall!"

"What? It's just a joke."

Everything went silent. "What? You never heard of a joke before?"

"Those words, Squall... have you ever said them before?"

"What, the joke thing? I don't... I don't remember ever saying it."

"This... this is good news. It means you're finally changing."

"Changing? ...Whatever."

"But some things will always stay the same. Anyway, I don't mind sleeping on the floor."

"Me too," Squall said, finding a spot near the closet.

Quistis yawned. "Night everyone."

"Good night Squall," Selphie said. "Good night Quistis."

Quistis cleared her throat. "Ahem, aren't you forgetting two people?"

"Oh that's right, thanks Quistis. Good night bedstand who didn't try to pry into my romance life. Good night lamp who didn't stalk my date and me."

"Ouch," Squall muttered.

The next morning, they waited at the docks of Balamb for the Garden to arrive.

Quistis asked, "So, Selphie, how did your date go?"

"Ah, weird, actually. First of all we were bothered by THESE TWO LEECHES!" As she said that, the sky darkened, the waters rumbled, and two birds in the air caught on fire and plummeted to the ground. "But then he started asking me these weird questions about SeeD. I'm not even sure if his real name was Carl. And he kept talking about eternal sleeps and that stuff..."

"So no second date?"

"Nope, 'fraid not."

Zell and Irvine approached cautiously. "Um... Selphie?"

"Go away."

"Selphie, listen. We have a question to ask."

"What is it? And if it's about the dance I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL TEAR OFF YOUR LIMBS AND FEED THEM TO YOU AT GUNPOINT AND THEN STRANGLE YOU WITH YOUR OWN INTESTINES!"

Chaos erupted as the evil wave spread out again. Cars' alarms sounded everywhere, the ground trembled violently, and a dog nearby became rabid as it's eyes glowed a strong carbuncle red.

"Uh... n-no, by the way Irvine, your hair's on fire."

"Oh my God!" He ran to the dock to put it out.

"A-anyw-way, Selphie, we wanted to apologize for being such jerks."

Irvine trudged back with half of his ponytail gone and the rest black and crusty. "Yeah... we goofed, big time."

"And...?"

"And we won't follow you on your dates anymore."

"Or?"

"Sabotage your attempts to ask people to the dance."

"Or?"

Irvine lowered his head. He muttered, "Or steal your underwear and wear it on missions."

"Hmm... okay, I forgive you. But just... this... once. Okay?"

"Hey, weirdos!" Squall shouted. "The Garden's here!"

Rinoa was waiting for them in the 2F hallway when they entered from the observatory deck. "Squall!" She ran towards him, embracing him tightly.

"Hey, Rinoa. What's up?"

"Not much. Bored, hanging out with my friends at the library. So how are you, Quistis, Zell, Selphie, all insignificant obscure others?"

"Okay."

"Not bad."

"So-so."

"...?"

"Haha, I'm just kidding Irvine. You're not obscure!"

That night for dinner, Zell ordered a foot long hot dog and sat at his usually table with a junior classman and a Trepie. There was an unusually large amount of people there at the table, gathering around the Trepie. "What's going on here?" Zell asked a SeeD graduate.

"Your friend here says he can find any girl's sweet spot."

"Huh?"

A young female SeeD stepped out of the crowd.

The Trepie, a big-chinned transfer student new to the Trepie group, whose name just happened to be Glenn Quagmire (no relation to Family Guy... or is there?), looked at her pensively. "She loves the smell of Old Spice deodorant."

"What kind?"

"Old Sport."

"...he's right."

"Oh! Giggety giggety."

Yep... that's our Quagmire, all right." Zell noticed Selphie and Rinoa at a nearby table. "Hey, can you do her in the yellow dress over there?"

Quagmire looked. "Hmm... that's a toughy but I'd have to say... romantic kisses under a... quarter wane moon. Either that or cat fur."

"I see... great. Thanks, man."

(meanwhile)

"You don't know, do you?"

"Uh... I'm sorry, I haven't talked to girls in a really really really long time." Pop! "Oops sorry, another zit popped. Uh-oh you got some on your cheek, just let me get that for you... just gotta get my zit juice hanky out."

"You know what, thanks, but I got it. I'll just be going now." She walked away, wiping the juice off of her in disgust. "How did I ever get the nerve to ask the CC Club Jack to the dance? I must be desperate..." She sighed, slumping down on a bench. "There's got to be some guy I can go out with. It's not as though Mr. Perfect will just come walking by." Just then something hit her face. "Hey!"

It was a dove's wing as it flapped by. In fact, a whole flock of doves from out of nowhere flew up high to the top of the garden. She heard beautiful music. "What... what is this?" Then she saw him... Mr. Perfect. Everything about him, his clothes, his hair... it was all perfect. She stood up. This was it. This was him. Her heart was pounding, she was as nervous as she ever was. She slowly approached him. "Excuse me, but-"

"Hi Quistis!" he sang.

"Oh hi Jake. Hey, do you want to go to the dance with me?"

"Sure, okay." The walked away together.

Selphie just stared. She thought about one thing, and one thing only.

Revenge.

Since I've been getting alot if reviews, I'm gonna add some special features: the next chapter's title, and some quotes from that chapter.

Up next: Chapter 5- Payback

"Revenge is a dish best served cold, you know that?"

"Really? I thought that was calimari."

Review please! By the way, in case anyone is interested, I also have a story in FF7 called The Iris that has some FF8 characters in it, including a reference and explanation to Vincent and Selphie's "strange date"... .Read it sometime if you're interested.