Well, hello again. I have a theory that nothing good can come from words that end in "arian": Unitarian, vegetarian, veterinarian, etc. Anyway, to the Disclaimermobile!

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters, places, etc. from FFVIII. They belong to Square, blah, blah, blah. Jeez, how selfish could they be?

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Chapter 2: Ending Sequence

Wedge slowly awoke. He didn't want to be conscious. He ached all over, he was in an uncomfortable position, and wherever he was, the place smelled like Biggs's cooking. "Wedge! You're awake!" said a booming voice, which caused the dull, pounding ache in Wedge's brain to become a sharp, stabbing pain.

Wedge managed to pry his eyes open. His first words were: "Know what, sir? That job wasn't as bad as the time we had to shootan adult film with each other."

Biggs, with an enormous grin on his face, embraced his friend in an ironclad bear hug. "I'm so glad you're awake! For a while I thought you were dead! IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou! Don't ever go unconscious on me again!" Wedge, meanwhile, was gasping in pain and suffocation.

"Argh… How long was I out?" croaked Wedge.

"Two and three-fifths of a day," replied Biggs, finally letting go.

"Oh… Where are we?"

"An abandoned house in Winhill. I carried you here all the way from that beach. You have no idea how sore I was. You owe me one. You look hungry. Want some chocobo eggs?" Biggs stuck a frying pan full of disgusting green globs under Wedge's nose. Wedge recoiled.

"No offense sir, but do you have a grudge against me?"

"For the last time, there's nothing wrong with my cooking!" In the end, they decided to dump the eggs and Wedge had to cook, as usual. For a few days, they stayed in Winhill to catch their breath and decide what to do next. Then, one Saturday morning, the pair was woken up by a crowd of people at the town's entrance.

"What's going on? Who's the dude with the girly-looking hair?" asked Biggs to no one in particular as he came out the door.

"That dude with the girly-looking hair is President Laguna of Esthar. He's here to visit his wife's grave," said a voice from behind.

"Whoa! Don't… Don't sneak up on people like that!" shouted Biggs. Wedge looked at the man. He was skinny and dark skinned, and was accompanied by a tall, heavyset man with a scar across the left side of his face. "Esthar, huh? You know, your soldiers gave us a lot of trouble when we were trying to leave," said Wedge.

"Same here. It's how Ward lost his voice," replied the skinny man, indicating the fat one. Biggs and Wedge looked at the man (Kiros, in case you haven't figured that out by now) strangely, not quite comprehending what he meant.

The two ex-Galbadian soldiers observed events for a while. Suddenly the town was filled by a whirring noise and was covered in an immense shadow. They looked up just in time to see the arrival of Balamb Garden and the SeeDs. Apparently one of the SeeDs was related to the president in some way. "Wedge, this is perfect! We can sneak onto the Garden and…" started Biggs.

"Hold on, sir. I mean no disrespect but those kids already kicked our butts twice and we don't even know where they're going after this," said Wedge.

"Who cares! We don't know where we're going anyways. And that place is huge. We could hide anywhere we wanted!"

"I still think it's a dumb idea…"

"Shut up, you little wimp!" shouted Biggs, smacking Wedge on the back of his head.

"And I was wondering why you don't hit me anymore…"

Biggs raised an eyebrow. "Man, that is so perverted."

"You're the pervert."

"Look, let's just sneak on and no one will notice."

"That place is huge! What if we get lost?"

"We'll find our way! Eventually…"

"Well… I guess I have no choice then."

"Yes!"

The Garden departed, full of majesty, leaving nothing more than the awe of the townspeople, a quickly fading echo on the breeze, and two very downcast men. "Wedge."

"Yes, sir?"

"Never before in my whole, entire life have I hated you more."

"Having no other options, the two friends (and in certain other fanfics, lovers) started walking. For weeks they traveled. They trekked through the grassy hills surrounding Winhill, crossed the river dividing North and South Galbadia, across the searing Kashkabald desert, and onto the plains near Deling City.

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Yay! Finished with chapter two! Review (please)! Anyway, if someone wants to write a fic about the time Biggs and Wedge had to shoot p-rn with each other, just for fun, they can. It would certainly be hilarious. Bye!