Chapter Four: Tifa vs. Calvin

As Calvin returned to the waiting room for the jockeys, he was greeted with congratulations from his new friends and his best friend, Hobbes. Because he had won the race, he and his friends were now free from the prison. Alongside his friends was a man that looked familiar to Calvin as well as everyone else in that room.

"Congratulations on your victory out there, lad," Dio said, slapping Calvin hard on the back, unaware of Calvin's size compared to his own. "I must admit, you looked like you could use a little more practice, but that was smart thinking with the greens. Anyways, a deal is a deal. You have won the race for you and your friends here. Therefore, you and all of your friends are free to go."

At the sound of these words, everyone cheered. They had finally been released from that waste land known as the Corel Prison.

"On another note", continued Dio, "I understand that you people did not belong down there in the first place and that you were framed. For that, I apologize to all of you. To…"

"YEAH, YOU BETTER APOLOGIZE, BUDDY!" interrupted Calvin. "YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WE WENT THROUGH DOWN THERE OR THE PEOPLE WE SAW! AND FOR WHAT? NOTHING! NOTHING, I TELL YOU! DO YOU KNOW THAT…" His sentence was cut short as Cait Sith put his hand over Calvin's mouth.

"Sorry, sir", Cloud spoke, glaring at Calvin at the same time. "Please continue."

"Thank You. As I was saying, to show our sincere apology, we have some gifts for you all to help you on your journey. Now, if you'll follow me to the exit."

Dio led the gang to the exit of the prison where a bag of supplies, such as potions, special remedies and medicines, tents, and even some stronger armor than they had.

"However, these items are not all", Dio stated.

This caused people to think, "What more can these men possibly do for us?" This question was soon answered as Dio held up a key chain with keys on it.

"Ladies and gentlemen…and creatures…on behalf of the Gold Saucer and all of its employees, I would like to present to all of you this brand new car to help you move along on your journey." As he said this, he moved to the right so the people could see the car for themselves. It was bigger than normal cars. It could easily fit all eight of them and it even had room for more people. It had a red color that matched the color of a cherry and tires that could almost be compared to monster truck tires.

Calvin just stood there speechless at the thought they had received all of this because he had won a chocobo race. He started to feel proud of himself and strutted forward to accept the keys.

"Thanks a lot, buddy", he said, taking the keys. "You know, for a man who can't even dress himself, you're an okay person."

"Well, I wish all of you luck on your journey. I hope for your success. Until we meet again, have a safe trip." At these words, Dio and the crew walked off.

Calvin turned around to the crew and asked, "So, where are we going next?" twirling the keys.

"Hold on their, sport", spoke Cloud, taking the keys from Calvin. "I don't think you should be driving yet."

"HEY!" shouted Calvin. "I WON THE RACE! I SHOULD DRIVE! I CAN DRIVE!"

"No, he can't!" Hobbes spoke up, fearing that people might believe him and actually let him drive. "I've still got nine lives and I don't plan on loosing one any time soon!"

"I think Cloud should drive," Tifa suggested.

"I think Cloud should drive." Calvin mimicked, but with his tongue hanging out, insulting Tifa.

Tifa walked up to Calvin with that look in her eyes again. She picked him up by the collar of his shirt and stared into his eyes with a look that could kill even the toughest monster and snarled, "Care to repeat that little comment, kid?"

"I said you talk too much. Let go," Calvin said in a snooty, but tenser voice. This time, he managed to stare right back into her eyes, showing no fear.

Tifa set Calvin down on the ground, but it did not end there. Calvin and Tifa just glared at each other, not saying a word or blinking. After some time, Calvin stuck stick his tongue out at Tifa. Tifa took a step towards Calvin, which caused his to take a step back.

"Knock it of, you two," Aeris pleaded. "We just got out of that dreaded prison. Can't we all just get along for now?"

"Aeris is right," Cloud spoke. "You two are just going to have to learn to get along with each other. Face it; you're stuck with each other until we settle this."

Calvin just groaned at the thought of having to learn to get along with Tifa. He could barely get along with Susie, talk about a girl he hardly knew. But he said, "Fine. But I'm not sitting next to her in the car I won!"

"Fine by me," Tifa replied.

"All right, then," Cait Sith spoke, eyeing Tifa and Calvin, "Now that we're all friends again, what say we all continue along with our little journey. After all, we have ourselves a beautiful new car. I say we all should enjoy it."

"I call shotgun," Calvin shouted, running to the passenger side of the car. "If I can't drive my car, then I'll at least get the second best seat of it!"

Everyone agreed with this. They all wanted Calvin somewhere where they could see him. They all climbed into the car. Cait Sith, Red XIII and Barret went to the back seats. Tifa, Hobbes, and Aeris climbed into the middle seats, and Cloud took the driver seat.

Calvin was enjoying messing with the radio, looking for an interesting station to listen to. Red XIII, Cait Sith, and Barret took a nap in the back, and Tifa and Aeris each laid a head on one of Hobbes' shoulders, resting.

"Oh, yeah," Hobbes smiled. "I love being a tiger. Chicks dig a hairy man. Especially when it's fur."

Calvin just glared at Hobbes.

Cloud started the engine and the gang was soon on their way to their next destination.