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moogle_workshop2011-02-21 02:41 pm
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Valentine's Day Fic: Squall and Selphie (non-shippy)
Username: lightofeilia
Class: Monk
Title: (I actually didn't title this. Lol.)
Summary: Squall, Selphie, and a weird mission. Boredom ensues. Done for the Valentine's Day challenge (and failed xD)
Characters/Pairings: No pairings. There's only Squall and Selphie and a cute little critter at the end.
Word count: 939
Rating/warnings: Rated G. XD Possible spoilers for those who haven't played FFVIII, but nothing major.
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"You know, I still can't help but feel this is weird..."
"..."
"I mean. It's a nice day out, and we've found the perfect place and we have these delicious hotdogs from the cafe..."
"We should save some for Zell..."
"We should. But we won't," Selphie grinned cheekily back at him, taking a humongous bite out of her hotdog.
"But back to my point," she continued, chewing thoughtfully.
"Monologue," Squall interjected dryly. Finishing off the last of his hotdog, he dusted his hands and laid down, staring at the clouds crossing over the sky.
"And we're supposed to be, what, on the lookout for something?"
Squall nodded, before realising that with Selphie's back facing him, she couldn't actually see him.
"Yes," Squall then replied, slightly annoyed with the current topic of pointless conversation. "So?"
He watched her grab her fifth hotdog of the day, and wondered where she put it all away.
"What I'm trying to say is," she continued, in between mouthfuls. "I still don't know what we're doing here, and we should have taken the train."
Squall blinked. What did trains have to do with feeling weird? It was really hard to follow Selphie's train of thought sometimes.
"I did brief you," Squall said after a moment's pause.
"Psh, no one listens to those boring speeches of yours, Squall."
"They aren't speeches. Also, we're here because you blabbed to Odine about seeing Pupu and giving it all the Elixirs we had, because he was as cute as your Carbuncle, and now he's hired us to find and capture it."
"What?! No way am I handing Pupu over to that miserable crazy scientist!"
"It's a paid contract..."
"That still doesn't explain why we're out here having a picnic!" Selphie said petulantly, scrunching her face at him.
"We're out here having a picnic," Squall said tiredly, "because I don't particularly want to chase an alien spaceship all over the world and break its spaceship."
Selphie stood up and stared at him.
"...and because I need a break."
"So THIS is why it feels weird! You're RELAXING! Hyne, wait till I tell the others about it..."
Squall muttered a profanity under his breath and rolled away when Selphie tossed the basketful of hotdogs at him.
“You should have picked someone other than me to come.”
“...Why?”
“Because I get bored easily.”
“....”
“I'm bored.”
“I figured.”
“Let's kill stuff!”
“...You go ahead.”
“OKAY! Monsters, it's killing time.”
A few minutes pass. Squall doesn't particularly care.
“No monsters around...”
He shrugs at the sky.
The smell of fire heightens his senses. He lifts his head up to watch Selphie grin madly at his feet.
“Selphie. You just used Firaga on our picnic basket.”
“...So?” She tried the Squall look, but it failed on her.
“I can't help it, I'm BORED! And you're not fun, and you don't want to talk.”
“...So you set the picnic basket on fire,” Squall repeats in disbelief.
“Spar with me.”
“No.”
“Play Triple Triad with me! I want Irvine's card back, you meanie.”
“No.”
“Then what do we do????”
“Selphie. I'm trying to take a break from all of the work I have to do in Garden. This is why I don't want to do anything.”
“Not even chatting?”
“...No.”
“Fine! No monsters around, no flowers to pick, nothing to do, I might as well talk to myself.”
“You do that well enough.”
She makes a face at him.
“I'll talk to Carbuncle. Carbuncle loves me enough.”
Suddenly there is too much silence. Squall ponders her last statement for a brief second, before abruptly sitting up.
“?? Wait, are you summoning ---”
“Ruby Light!”
A hole appears in the ground. Carbuncle's head pops out, peering at them curiously. It turns around, surveying the area for monsters, before cocking its head to the side.
It appears quite confused. Squall sighs.
“Hi Carbuncle!” Selphie squeals in delight, waving merrily at it.
Carbuncle casts Reflect on her uncertainly.
“Oh, you didn't have to, I just wanted to talk...”
Carbuncle disappears into the hole.
“...Thanks anyway...”
More silence.
“Selphie.”
“Hmm?”
“Do NOT summon Tonberry. I know you have it junctioned.”
“Aww...”
A hole appears in the ground again.
“SELPHIE! I told you to stop!”
“It's not me!”
“What..??”
Carbuncle appears again, holding something in its mouth.
“What's that you got there, Carbunkie?” Selphie cooed. Squall looked on, half-amused.
It appeared to be a small, weirdly shaped instrument with holes in it. It resembled a stunted flute. Carbuncle disappeared again shortly after.
“Music for your ears, Squall?” she grins and begins to play.
A trail of smoke; something small, furry and white pops up in front of them.
“Kupo?”
“What the ---”
“Did you need something, kupo?” it asked Selphie, nodding towards the flute she held. Her eyes were only focused on the red pom-pom on its head.
“You're soooo cute! What are you?”
“Err, I'm a Moogle, kupo. I help you sa --- er, I sell things, I have a portable tent, and in return you deliver letters for the Mognet Central, kupo. If there's nothing you need, I'll be going, kupo.”
“Oh, but wait!”
Just as quickly as it came, the moogle dashed off.
“This things summons moogles?” Selphie said in wonder, before beginning to play a few notes again.
“Selphie...” Squall groaned.
“I'm sharpening my knife, kupo.”
Class: Monk
Title: (I actually didn't title this. Lol.)
Summary: Squall, Selphie, and a weird mission. Boredom ensues. Done for the Valentine's Day challenge (and failed xD)
Characters/Pairings: No pairings. There's only Squall and Selphie and a cute little critter at the end.
Word count: 939
Rating/warnings: Rated G. XD Possible spoilers for those who haven't played FFVIII, but nothing major.
______
"You know, I still can't help but feel this is weird..."
"..."
"I mean. It's a nice day out, and we've found the perfect place and we have these delicious hotdogs from the cafe..."
"We should save some for Zell..."
"We should. But we won't," Selphie grinned cheekily back at him, taking a humongous bite out of her hotdog.
"But back to my point," she continued, chewing thoughtfully.
"Monologue," Squall interjected dryly. Finishing off the last of his hotdog, he dusted his hands and laid down, staring at the clouds crossing over the sky.
"And we're supposed to be, what, on the lookout for something?"
Squall nodded, before realising that with Selphie's back facing him, she couldn't actually see him.
"Yes," Squall then replied, slightly annoyed with the current topic of pointless conversation. "So?"
He watched her grab her fifth hotdog of the day, and wondered where she put it all away.
"What I'm trying to say is," she continued, in between mouthfuls. "I still don't know what we're doing here, and we should have taken the train."
Squall blinked. What did trains have to do with feeling weird? It was really hard to follow Selphie's train of thought sometimes.
"I did brief you," Squall said after a moment's pause.
"Psh, no one listens to those boring speeches of yours, Squall."
"They aren't speeches. Also, we're here because you blabbed to Odine about seeing Pupu and giving it all the Elixirs we had, because he was as cute as your Carbuncle, and now he's hired us to find and capture it."
"What?! No way am I handing Pupu over to that miserable crazy scientist!"
"It's a paid contract..."
"That still doesn't explain why we're out here having a picnic!" Selphie said petulantly, scrunching her face at him.
"We're out here having a picnic," Squall said tiredly, "because I don't particularly want to chase an alien spaceship all over the world and break its spaceship."
Selphie stood up and stared at him.
"...and because I need a break."
"So THIS is why it feels weird! You're RELAXING! Hyne, wait till I tell the others about it..."
Squall muttered a profanity under his breath and rolled away when Selphie tossed the basketful of hotdogs at him.
“You should have picked someone other than me to come.”
“...Why?”
“Because I get bored easily.”
“....”
“I'm bored.”
“I figured.”
“Let's kill stuff!”
“...You go ahead.”
“OKAY! Monsters, it's killing time.”
A few minutes pass. Squall doesn't particularly care.
“No monsters around...”
He shrugs at the sky.
The smell of fire heightens his senses. He lifts his head up to watch Selphie grin madly at his feet.
“Selphie. You just used Firaga on our picnic basket.”
“...So?” She tried the Squall look, but it failed on her.
“I can't help it, I'm BORED! And you're not fun, and you don't want to talk.”
“...So you set the picnic basket on fire,” Squall repeats in disbelief.
“Spar with me.”
“No.”
“Play Triple Triad with me! I want Irvine's card back, you meanie.”
“No.”
“Then what do we do????”
“Selphie. I'm trying to take a break from all of the work I have to do in Garden. This is why I don't want to do anything.”
“Not even chatting?”
“...No.”
“Fine! No monsters around, no flowers to pick, nothing to do, I might as well talk to myself.”
“You do that well enough.”
She makes a face at him.
“I'll talk to Carbuncle. Carbuncle loves me enough.”
Suddenly there is too much silence. Squall ponders her last statement for a brief second, before abruptly sitting up.
“?? Wait, are you summoning ---”
“Ruby Light!”
A hole appears in the ground. Carbuncle's head pops out, peering at them curiously. It turns around, surveying the area for monsters, before cocking its head to the side.
It appears quite confused. Squall sighs.
“Hi Carbuncle!” Selphie squeals in delight, waving merrily at it.
Carbuncle casts Reflect on her uncertainly.
“Oh, you didn't have to, I just wanted to talk...”
Carbuncle disappears into the hole.
“...Thanks anyway...”
More silence.
“Selphie.”
“Hmm?”
“Do NOT summon Tonberry. I know you have it junctioned.”
“Aww...”
A hole appears in the ground again.
“SELPHIE! I told you to stop!”
“It's not me!”
“What..??”
Carbuncle appears again, holding something in its mouth.
“What's that you got there, Carbunkie?” Selphie cooed. Squall looked on, half-amused.
It appeared to be a small, weirdly shaped instrument with holes in it. It resembled a stunted flute. Carbuncle disappeared again shortly after.
“Music for your ears, Squall?” she grins and begins to play.
A trail of smoke; something small, furry and white pops up in front of them.
“Kupo?”
“What the ---”
“Did you need something, kupo?” it asked Selphie, nodding towards the flute she held. Her eyes were only focused on the red pom-pom on its head.
“You're soooo cute! What are you?”
“Err, I'm a Moogle, kupo. I help you sa --- er, I sell things, I have a portable tent, and in return you deliver letters for the Mognet Central, kupo. If there's nothing you need, I'll be going, kupo.”
“Oh, but wait!”
Just as quickly as it came, the moogle dashed off.
“This things summons moogles?” Selphie said in wonder, before beginning to play a few notes again.
“Selphie...” Squall groaned.
“I'm sharpening my knife, kupo.”
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My favorite line;
Carbuncle casted reflect on her uncertainly.
AHAHA! Poor Carbunky. xD The moogle, and "don't summon Tonberry!" Totally awesome! I can picture Selphie acting as such. XD
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(though I always hate that I forgot I have Reflect on and cast Curaga and heal the enemy -.-)
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He's super adorable, the way he pokes his little head out and makes the cute little noises. ^^
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