"Squall Leonhart what are you doing to that man??"
"Escorting him to his car."
"My how kind of you."
Quistis giggled and then laughed aloud after observing Rinoa in the car cheering. Wahoo escaped the rolled down window. The door flew wide open as the young dark haired sorceress accosted Quistis with a big hug.
"Thought you could escape me didn't you. Ha!! I'm all powerful none can escape my madness. It's the only reason Squalls still with me!"Rinoa shouted.
"Ahh how foolish of me to think I could escape the all powerful Kook lady" Quistis smiled.
She couldn't avoid it any longer. Turning she smiled her perfectionist instructor smile. There was that face, the one she once so looked forward to seeing at the end of the day, which she had looked forward to seeing that day, she came home and ended out never returning. A burning of her very own written fairytale.
"Hello Michael."
"Quistis tell this war monger to let me go!!"
"I would Michael but you see I no longer care whether you live or die. More likely the latter Squall you see doesn't mind being called names but Rinoa you know. sigh She has that protective temper."
"Of course not I'm simply suggesting it's not smart to call the commander of garden a war monger."
Squalls angry grip dropped and Michael's handsome and aristocratic face got the ground. Disheveled and obviously embarrassed he straightened himself out.
Quistis had been in some pretty awkward moments like Irvine randomly confessing his love to Selphie. This moment however was now on the top of her list. The tea cup in Michaels hand rattled endlessly, the oddly smothering silence. Rinoa looked around quietly while Squall either ignored or didn't notice the awkward silence. Quistis had an odd suspicion he was enjoying this but lacked proof .Someone cleared their throat nervously.
sigh "So what brings all of you to my humble abode?"
"Humble?" Squall murmured as he looked around.
Rinoa perked up at the opportunity for conversation. "Oh Squall was worried about you!"
Squall shot daggers at Rinoa but all he got was an eye roll. "Oh sorry were delivering a message from Cid to you. cough NOT! Oh excuse me."
Squall coolly slipped an envelope out of his jacket pocket ignoring his girlfriends supposed cough.
All eyes turned to Michael as he politely sipped his tea.
"Well that's between me and Quistis now isn't it." He smiled.
"Quistis Me and Rinoa have to get back home. Call if you need anything."
"Yeah," Rinoa smiled "Anything, like sugar, company or digging a hole."
"To hide the body," Squall finished.