V Day Ch. 6
After looking over this story, I realised how short the chapters are. And how weird it all looks centred. Oh well. I guess now it's like a trademark... :P
"...so yeah. Now we're engaged." Nooj said. No matter how hard Paine chewed on her toast, she still couldn't drown out their talking.
They were sat outside her door, on her doorstep from the sound of it.
"Dude. Seriously?! Wow. That's...wow."
"Congratulations. So...who's the Best Man?"
"Ah...I could always have two."
"Sweet."
"That is definitely something to toast to. A wedding."
"Oh you bet. Paine! PAINE! Can we get some champagne out here? We are technically on your doorstep, and your guests, so treat us well!"
Paine gave Gippal his champagne. She opened up the letterbox and poured it through.
"Congrats," she sneered, "Now leave."
"Yup," Baralai agreed. "Definitely PMS."
"Or maybe you all like pushing my buttons too much," she muttered, closing the letterbox and returning to her food.
"JEEZ!" Gippal yelled, after his temporary silence. "I am SOAKING wet!"
"Then go home and change, before Rikku gets here and kicks your butt harder than I will."
"Like she could! And anyway, anyway, shouldn't you change out of MY shirt?"
"Yeah, Paine. Why are you wearing it, anyway?"
She screamed.
"BECAUSE I HAD NOTHING ELSE TO WEAR!!"
"A likely story. Something you're not telling us, Paine? A little crush on Gippal, perhaps?" Nooj sniggered.
"I'd rather die," Paine stated, her coldness reaching the men on the doorstep, who got the impression Paine wasn't enjoying the tease-fest as much as they were.
"Well, then," Nooj coughed, "I should probably get home."
"Me too," Baralai said, and him and his soggy friend lifted themselves up to give Nooj a hand. Getting off floors wasn't the easiest thing to do with a mechanical leg.
"Hey, Paine, We're going!" Gippal yelled.
"Good!" she replied.
"Hey! I want my shirt back!"
Paine was feeling quite vengeful, so she replied, instead of hitting him like she would normally do.
"What, now?"
Gippal, who had obviously been expecting to get hit also, seemed a little surprised.
"Yeah, actually."
She took it off, and posted it through the letterbox.
"Now, go away."
They didn't know what to say, so they did. They left.