Disclaimer: We do not own the characters from Final Fantasy X, we do however own ourselves... I guess.

Evan: I'm going to say this ahead of time to hopefully prevent having to read grammatically incorrect flames from people who seem to think I care if they hate the story.

First of all this story is one of which myself and Aidan are writing, so don't expect the writing to be perfectly even, you're bound to notice different writing styles here and there. Secondly I suggest you do not read this if you hate stories in which the author(s) are characters in the story. Finally, I just want to say this story is written merely for fun.

Aidan: If you want to see how we pictured ourselves in this fic, go to: http/ www. deviantart. com/ view/ 30460362/

Anything Can Happen With Concussions

It was a Wednesday, perhaps one of the slowest days in a school week, and three fifteen year old girls were trudging as slow as they possibly could to their fifth period class. "Should we go to history?" Evan asked sounding rather bored.

"We could skip and go play Final Fantasy instead…" Aidan suggested casually, since history sucked hard core.

"Sounds good to me," said Evan.

"Well you guys are going to have to drag me with you if you want me to come," said Brenna, who didn't like the idea of skipping as much as the other two.

"That can be arranged," said Evan grinning.

"Most definitely," Aidan agreed.

Then simultaneously Evan and Aidan hooked onto each of Brenna's arms and dragged her to the office so they could sign out.

"So all three of you are sick?" asked the secretary skeptically.

"Yes," moaned Aidan, trying to sound sick.

The secretary looked at the other two, who nodded with sad looking faces.

"All right," said the secretary, "how are you going to get home?"

"We can walk…" said Evan slowly.

"So you're not too sick to walk home?"

"No…"

"Fine then."

So they all signed out and skipped through the streets without a care all the way to Aidan's living room.

"Ooohh, the graphics are so pretty!" Brenna exclaimed, wowed by the visuals of FFX.

"It gets better," said Aidan. Evan nodded in agreement. Aidan was currently fighting her way through the crowd of people at the blitz ball stadium in the game. The cinematic began.

"What's with all the water?" Brenna asked.

"It's a blitz ball stadium; it's supposed to have water!" Aidan and Evan shot at her.

"Okay, jeeze, take it easy guys… Are either of you hungry?"

"A little, I guess," said Evan.

"Meh," Aidan shrugged.

"Can I raid your cupboards for a snack Aidan?"

"Do watcha have to."

Brenna finished ogling the cinematic then went to hunt for food.

"Those moth things are weird…" said Evan frowning at the screen.

"Yeah…" said Aidan, concentrating on the game, "You know what I wish?"

"Nope."

"I wish we could be in the game."

"And I wish I could have a turn playing," said Evan, "but we don't always get what we want…"

"I'll give you a turn!" said Aidan as she threw the controller at Evan. The controller hit her square in the forehead.

"Hey!" yelled Evan, "That hurt!" as she flung the controller back at Aidan.

"Ow!"

"What the hey?" said Brenna as she walked in with some chips.

"Controller fight!" cried Aidan pulling out two more controllers, whipping one at Evan and the other at Brenna. Evan threw the controller in her present possession at Aidan, and the three of them were smacked simultaneously, and passed out into darkness.

"Oh god… My he-" whined Evan, suddenly sinking into water.

"Where's my controllers… and why's there so much water in my living room? Maybe.." mumbled Aidan.

"I can't swim!" hollered Brenna.

"What the hell Brenna, you have a po-" Evan managed, before being weighted down into the water once again.

"Yeah, but my pool doesn't have enormous snake things that grab my legs."

"…the controller musta hit a random water pipe, flooding my house, and then a sand truck collided with my house, and then a jungle grew, and then people in yellow pants were working out, and then Tidus came over for a swim… wait, something's wrong here!"

"Tidus?" said Evan, finally getting air.

"Hey, I know him…" said Brenna, "It's that guy from the thing…"

Tidus cocked an eyebrow at them.

Evan and Aidan looked at each other with fascination and suddenly realized where they were.

"Spira!" they shouted together. Brenna looked dumbfounded and tried desperately to tread water. Tidus looked over questioningly.

"So, who are you guys, and where are we-"

"BLITZ BALL!" screamed Aidan, diving into the water. Evan then proceeded to get smacked in the face with a blitz ball.

"Who the hell hit me with that?" Evan boomed in fury. Anyone within reach backed away slowly.

"You!" Evan yelled towards shore, "I'll go…" she lost her balance and fell back into the water again with a splash. Brenna started to laugh at her. Aidan swam over to Tidus.

"You're from Zanarkand!" she said teasingly.

"Who are you?"

"Who aren't I?"

"Aidan, stop playing mind games with the CG person," cried Brenna, who had finally reached shore.

"Ooh, I have a sword… shwing!" grinned Evan, who was still half submerged. At this time, anyone who was still in the water followed Brenna's suit and went to shore.

"The Aurochs!" Aidan exclaimed.

"Who are you!" Tidus yelled in exasperation, still trying to get an answer.

"Aidan!" she yelled back as she proceeded up the beach.

"Laugh at me will you?" Evan asked Brenna as she finally emerged from the water, and brandishing her samurai-type sword.

"Oh crap…" said Brenna.

"Hey, hey! What's goin on, ya?"

"Guys, are you sure we're in Spira and not Jamaica?" Brenna asked, regarding the large man with weird hair and a weirder accent who had just walked up.

"Of course we are," answered Evan, "outrageous costumes, Wakka and Tidus, where else?"

"We could be at an anime convention. I've seen freaks dress up like them you know," stated Brenna, still skeptical of actually being in Spira.

"Can I feel your hair?" asked Aidan, who had sidled up to the blitz captain.

"We're not at an anime convention Brenna, so shut up!" said Evan.

"I'm a social creature…" said Brenna quietly. They both started to laugh. Meanwhile Aidan was still trying to touch Wakka's hair.

"Leave me alone, ya…" Wakka said, seemingly scared. The rest of his team was talking to Tidus. In the midst of all the meetings and confusion, Aidan took the time to point out Brenna's cleavage.

"Dude, you're like, totally hanging out!"

"Well so are you! You've got a band of cloth around them, that's about it!"

"I know, isn't it great?"

"I have shoulder pads like Cloud… times two!" Evan giggled like a little fan-girl. It was indeed true. Evan was garbed in warrior styled clothing, but revealing none the less. With a cropped green tank top, complete with Cloud-esque shoulder pads, and belts she didn't really need (but looked cool anyways) hanging from her hips, she was ready to kick ass with her shiny sword. Brenna was wearing a tight leather corset with many pendants and other necklaces dangling from her neck. Around her waist she had a cape of sorts over shorts. She also sported knee-high boots and an assortment of bracelets on her wrists.

"I look so Goth," she said.

"Hmm… not much has changed there," Aidan replied.

"One to talk, look at yourself." Brenna retorted. At that point in time, Aidan began to sing a song by 'Cake'. Out of the three of them, she was definitely wearing the least… of anything. With a tube top and booty shorts, thigh-high boots, it was definitely something to see. Thankfully, a long coat that fell to the ground covered it all, although one arm was missing, showing off the cropped glove and wrist band on her arm.

"I want a girl with a short skirt, and a lonnng jacket!"