Rejected and Reowned
By Platypus Shoelace
Hello everyone! It's me Platypus again! I know I need to get other stories up but hey be lucky that I'm updating this fast. Even though no one has re-viewed me but Jabber-Nut, but that is partly my fault because I haven't got my name widespread yet. Oh and yet again I don't own Final Fantasy 9, do I always have to say this?
Yeah, unless I want to get sued by Square-Enix, the future company that I plan to work for, and then when they read my resume they will be all like," Hey isn't that the girl that tried to steal our game?" Then they will burn my resume and never let me work for them, so I guess I should remember to type out the disclaimers. (Dang!)
Chapter 2
Zidane's Devious Plot
Zidane steered the airship into the docking bay of Alexandria with ease. A wide grin on his face, he docked the ship and pulled his hands from the helm. He slowly walked from the captain's room down the hall where all the lofts were. Zidane was strutting his stuff while the song "Stayin' Alive" was playing in the background. Blank exited his room and saw Zidane strut his stuff on by. He shook his head and headed for the kitchen. Zidane jumped from the dock to the ground and went straight to the castle.
As he walked through the town of Alexandria he observed everyone staring at him. One lady had this, "OMIGOD NOT HIM AGAIN!" kind of look. He stopped when this…fowl smell filled his nose and his stomach with sickness. It was the smell of…the foulest kind of food ever to be created…Zidane's stomach's arch rival…yes. Even Zidane's stomach could not handle this monstrosity of evil. And you know how bottomless his stomach is! IM LOOKING AT YYYYOOOOOUUUUU JABBER NUT! Sorry, inside joke. It can handle almost everything…except…the slick bumpy cylinderness of…pickles…
Zidane covered his nose in disgust. "Ugh! Those darn pickles again! Why can't those things not exist?" Zidane ran from the pickles covering his mouth, so as not to blow chunks…heh heh…chunks…Anyway, Zidane approached the entrance to the castle. As he looked up into the very top of the window of the castle, he noticed Garnet standing at her balcony, she seemed to be stressed by something. "Don't worry my love! Your knight in shining armor is coming to your rescue!" He yelled and pointed into the air. He pivoted on one foot and started at a run toward the gate. But a guard blocked his way. "Um excuse me? I'm Zidane of the Tantalus Company, and I am here to discuss some very important matters about tonight's play 'I Want to be your Canary', with Princess Garnet, she is expecting me so if you will just let me through…"
"Sorry, no one is allowed in. Let alone speak with the princess." The guard said in a deep voice.
"What? On whose terms!" Zidane raised his voice slightly.
"By the terms of Queen Brane herself."
"Why that fat cow is trying to mess with my plans…" Zidane whispered to himself.
"What was that!" The guard exclaimed.
"Oh nothing I was just contemplating the odds of you beating me in a fight…yep I would definitely win." He said with a gleam in his eye.
"Ha! I mere actor like yourself beat a Pluto Knight such as myself!"
"Well then let's find out who's better!" Zidane jumped into battle stance.
"Ok but you'll regret it!" The knight blindly charged at Zidane.
"Ha amateur." And with that Zidane jumped on the knight's head, turned around in mid-air, and kicked his head into the ground. The frustrated knight clumsily got up and drew his sword.
"Heh…breaking out the artillery now aren't you? I can beat you without drawing a single one of my two daggers." Zidane mocked.
"I'll make you eat those words!" The knight was flustered now and swung wildly missing every swing. Zidane jumped back, ducked, and dodged each swing until the knight was out of breath, and he could no longer lift his sword.
"Hey, I have a few tips for you, one, did you know it takes more energy to swing and miss, than when you hit your target? Oh, and two, don't ever challenge me, cause you won't win." Zidane gave the final blow to the back of the knight's head knocking him unconscious." Sweet dreams." He then pulled the knights body behind a wall where no one could see him, and began to sneak into the castle.
Off in the distance, all you could see was Zidane's head peek around the corner, as he was trying to avoid any more encounters with the guards. For he didn't want to dispose of any more bodies. He ran up the stairs on the right that led to Garnet's room. He spotted the door to her room around the corner at the end of the hall. He heard a muffled sound that he couldn't quite make out. As he got closer, he noticed that it was Garnet singing. He loved it when she sang. It was some weird language that not even Garnet understood.
Once when Zidane snuck up on Garnet singing behind a pillar on the highest balcony, Garnet had told him that she couldn't remember where she had learned it, but she sang it every time she felt lonely or sad. It comforts her.
He came back to reality, and reached for the handle to the door. But suddenly he heard some commotion from the end of the hall. He hid behind a wall right by her room. He looked around the corner only to see Rusty, his real name was Steiner, but Zidane called him Rusty because he always wore this ancient armor that could have belonged to his great great grandpa. Zidane mostly only called him Rusty because it annoyed him.
Steiner was a fairly large man, who was very devoted to the queen and her orders. He always lived life black and white, and it extremely bored Zidane. But most of all Steiner hated Zidane because he was a thief, a low life thief as Steiner put it. And because Garnet always scolded him when he suspected Zidane was up to something.
Steiner was walking this way toward Garnet's room. Zidane hid behind the wall as Steiner knocked on her room. The singing immediately stopped as Garnet quickly opened the door.
"Oh Zidane I knew…oh hello Steiner."
"What were you expecting that low life thief?" Steiner remarked.
"Oh Steiner stop! You know I don't think kindly of you calling him that, why don't you just say his name?"
"Because I know that he is up to something devious, and I still say that he is playing a game with you." Steiner spoke his mind.
"Enough! I don't want to hear another word about Zidane from you! Now, tell me why you have come."
Zidane felt relieved that Garnet stuck up for him. He was beginning to lose hope that she had any feelings for him, because his perverted-ness always got in the way of romantic moments.
"I've come to tell you Happy Birthday. After all it is your 16th birthday."
"Crap! Hmph!" Zidane muffled himself. 'I completely forgot about her birthday! I have to get her something! But I'll do it later!' He thought to himself.
"Why that was very nice of you, thank you Steiner." Garnet said quaintly. "I really appreciate that you remembered!" She smiled. "If that is what you came for then resume your daily route."
"Yes Princess Garnet!" Steiner saluted her and walked back down the hallway. Garnet looked both ways with hopeful eyes, but to no avail. She closed the door and sat at the table in her room. 'Finally no more interruptions', Zidane thought and he reached for the doorknob again.
Yes! I am done! Well not done with the story, but done with this chapter. How do you like that? Huh Nut! Oh yeah take that! UH-HUH! Go me! Well aren't you kind of mad that I ended it there? I was thinking of ending it at the part where he was just about to enter the castle, but I decided that that was too short. So yeah…review! Please? Pretty please with sugar and a cherry on top? I really need them! Like I said before, the only person who has reviewed me is Nut! Well the next chapter will be up as soon as Jabber-Nut is done writing the second chapter of Fort Nox!
