Magic of Halloween | By : Zierra Category: Final Fantasy VIII > General Views: 678 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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8 PM
Selphie glared at the young cadet that was standing just an inkling too close to Irvine when she was approached from the side. The glare faded the moment she recognized her Commander and the two characters that flanked him.
“ Uh”, she began, mind racing at the absurdity of the situation. “Hi, Squall.”
Squall smiled and the painted whiskers curved nicely over his cheeks. “The Quad looks great Selphie, you’ve done a fantastic job. Alice in Wonderland?”
She nodded dumbly and glanced at his two companions, both looking as stupefied as she felt. Ironically, Zell was standing behind Squall’s right shoulder, while Seifer hovered by his left, making them both out to be Squall’s slightly bewildered conscience. They offered her nothing in terms of an explanation, so she looked back at Squall and gave him a furtive look, although the brunette seemed completely at ease with the attention. There was no denying that Squall was hot in his costume, but that was not what all the stares was about, although she doubted few had actually recognized him.
It was Squall in a costume, period.
“You went with the cat”, she stammered and grinned sheepishly. The Commander nodded and took a sip from his cup and Selphie immediately executed her patented 'Alcohol-control' that she was (at least to her knowledge) alone to master. She could determine how much a person had to drink and how much more they would be able to handle. And from what she could tell, Squall had barely sipped his punch.
“Thanks for coming”, she said happily, as the last remnants of her shock rolled off. She always had a short attention span and she considered herself to be very open-minded about people, and if Squall wanted to go public in whiskers and a tail, she would support him one hundred percent.
“No problem" Squall shrugged. "I needed a change of scenery anyway. Oh, is that pumpkin-pie?”
“Yeah”, she said absently as her attention turned to Squall’s oddly matching escorts and gave them a quizzical look. "Zell’s Ma made it.”
“Mmm, my favorite.”
As soon as Squall was busy stuffing his face with pumpkin pie, Selphie gathered Zell and Seifer within whispering distance.
“What the hell is going on?”
“I have no idea”, Zell answered. “I went to see him earlier and he said some rather… odd things."
Seifer interjected with a close eye on Squall’s back. “He sure wasn’t like this, this morning. I had a briefing with him and then he was his usual anal self."
"You don’t suppose he’s drunk, do you?”
“No!” Zell protested. “When he’s drunk he gets oh-I-wish-my-life-had-turn-out-differently, not oh-let’s-dress-up-like-a-cat-and-go-to-Selphie’s-party. Besides”, he added as an afterthought, “he’s not staggering."
“Maybe we should take him to Dr Kadowaki”, Seifer suggested as Squall turned to them and grinned with his mouth full of pie. “Maybe he hit his head or something?”
“Like she’d be working tonight”, Zell said with a glance at the time. “She’d just tell us to let him sleep it off and come back tomorrow for aspirins.”
Selphie cleared her throat to catch their attention.
“Dr Kadowaki is totally working tonight, and even if she wasn’t, she’d take any chance to do a check-up on Squall. Besides, I didn’t mean what was going on with him; I was talking about your costumes. How did you agree on the theme?”
Zell’s eyes widened and Seifer chuckled. “We didn’t. It just kinda happened.”
“ This is really good, Zell”, Squall praised and licked his fingertips. “ Your mom is an excellent cook.”
“ Yeah, she is. Ehm, Squall? Are you feeling ok?”
The brunette met their gazes squarely and nodded.
“ Sure, I’m fine! Except…”, he continued and frowned slightly. “ My pants are really chafing and I have this strange rash-”
Three pairs of eyes immediately sought out each other.
“ We’re going to Dr Kadowaki!”
***
8.15
“ So, what seems to be the problem?” the tired looking doctor demanded to know as they entered the exam room. She barely blinked at a blonde Selphie, a tattoo-less Zell or Seifer carrying a pitchfork, but upon seeing Squall with whiskers she did a double take.
“ Ah…”
“ You like my costume?” When Dr Kadowaki didn’t respond right away, Squall’s lower lip pouted slightly. “ I realize I didn’t have as much time as the others but…”
“ Your costume is great!”, the doctor reassured and patted Squall’s shoulder. “ Very nice. I was just wondering why you’re here to see me.”
She asked the question over Squall’s head at his three friends, all three of them opening their mouths to answer but Squall beat them all to it.
“ Well, I’ve got this rash.”
“ Dr Kadowaki”, Selphie interrupted, her voice pitched and pulled the doctor aside. “ Obviously you can tell something’s not completely right with Squall.”
Dr Kadowaki nodded and flinched, frowned and gawked simultaneously as the Commander scolded Zell and Seifer for not bringing any more pie.
“ I could run a few tests-”, the doctor turned to Selphie. “ He’s not just drunk?”
“ Barely tasted the punch. There’s gotta be something else.”
“ Leave him to me, I’ll figure it out.”
“ Thanks, we’ll wait outside.”
9 PM
Seifer stared blankly at the ceiling; mind a complete jumble of thoughts as he tried to make sense of tonight’s events.
The shock at seeing the Almighty Leonheart’s uncharacteristic behavior had made him forget completely about teasing Zell. To be honest it was almost as strange seeing Zell without that cool tattoo as it was catching Squall grinning with pieces of pumpkin between his teeth, but twice as fun.
Seifer chuckled at the memory and glanced in the direction of the usually so spunky pair sitting across the hall. Selphie’s dark eyebrows almost blended with her blonde wig and Zell seemed unsure of whether to laugh or cry but on the verge of both.
When the door opened to Dr Kadowaki’s exam room they all rose.
The doctor stepped into the hallway and with a final glance over her shoulder, she closed the door behind her and motioned for them to sit.
“ Well?” Selphie insisted and moved restlessly in her seat.
“ Physically, he’s just fine. I’ve done a full check-up and I can’t find the smallest scratch or pinprick anywhere.”
“ You’ve checked everywhere?” Seifer asked suspiciously and stared pointedly at her.
“ Everywhere”, she confirmed and stared pointedly back. “ There’s no sign of any recent trauma to his body. I must admit I’ve checked primarily for drugs although that sounded rather far-fetched to me. But considering his current state I had to check.”
“ And?”
“ Nothing. All the tests came back negative. In fact, if you exclude the fact that he’s acting strange, I’d say he’s 100, perfectly healthy and I would congratulate him, if it wasn’t for the matter with the rash, of course… but that’s between him and me."
“ So what do we do with him?” Zell adjusted his halo. “ We can’t leave him on his own, can we?”
“ I wouldn't recommend it, no. But he has expressed a desire to go back to your party, Miss Tilmitt, he said it felt like a waste of his valuable time dressing up if he was gonna miss the whole damned thing.”
“ Almost sounds like Squall.”
“ Almost, only those were my choice of words.”
***
9.30
“… And she gave me this ointment to apply twice a day”, Squall explained, holding out the small purple tube for all of them to see. Selphie had run ahead to check that everything was still in order, despite her absence. “ She’s really quite professional.”
“ Dr Kadowaki is great”, Zell agreed, remembering all the times when he’d been forced to make a pit stop in her exam rooms.
“ No, I meant Selphie. The Quad has never looked better.”
Zell rolled his eyes and caught Seifer doing the same. The blond knew perfectly well that once this whole thing blew over, Seifer would have filled his armory of insults and he would not be hesitant about using them.
Selphie met them just outside the Quad, nervously picking at the hem of her skirt, lifting it up quite a bit and gave them a good view of her legs. Or would have, if their minds hadn’t been elsewhere.
“ Are you sure this is such a good idea, bringing him back here?” she asked quietly as Squall greeted Nida with a firm handshake and complemented him on a job well done.
“ I mean, if he returns to normal, he’s gonna kill us for not stopping him from making an ass of himself and then he’ll probably kill himself from embarrassment.”
“ When”, Seifer said seriously. “ When he returns to normal.”
“ Why? Do you miss him, Seif?”
“ No”, the taller blond growled at the shorter. “ But if I hear one more detail about his damned rash, I might throw myself out a window.”
“ All windows are made of safety glass to prevent that kind of action”, Squall informed them with the same innocence as a four-year-old. “ But if you’re adamant about killing yourself, try the elevator shafts. The doors can be manually overridden and it’s about a hundred meters down. It’s perfect.”
Seifer’s jaw dropped as Zell hick-upped and Selphie made a nasal squeak.
“ And how do you know that?”
“ Well, let’s just say that I’m not the first Commander to be pushed to the brink of insanity.” Squall made a sound suspiciously like a giggle. “ But no one's taken the plunge yet. Except from the top balcony.”
“ Who?” Seifer asked despite himself.
“ Cid’s predecessor.”
Their Commander turned abruptly and walked through the doors to the Quad. The others had no other choice but to follow.
“ Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Seifer asked.
“ Are you thinking about this situation?” Zell gestured at Squall as he swayed to the music.
“ Uh, yeah. What the fuck else would I be thinking about?”
Ignoring Seifer’s comment, Zell turned to the buffet table and snatched a lollipop which he quickly unwrapped and stuffed in his mouth.
“ No, I don’t think he’s lost it”, he explained around his treat.
Selphie paled noticeably beside them.
“ Yeah, wouldn’t Dr Kadowaki or anyone have noticed something? Insanity can’t be that sudden. Right?”
“ Hell if I know”, Seifer said with a shrug. “ But we might wanna stop him before he reaches the dance floor.”
Zell quickly rushed after his commander, who had almost made it all the way into the crowd. He was performing some odd little dance as he squeezed through the people and Zell was glad that no one would ever believe Squall to do such a thing, and therefore didn’t think twice about him going past. The whiskers might have helped a bit.
“ Squall”, Zell hissed sharply in the brunette’s ear as he caught him by his elbow. “ No dancing. Doctors orders.”
“ She said that?”
“ Yeah, for the rash”, Zell lied as he forced a convincing smile. “ Said it might get worse.”
“ Oh?” Squall looked tragically disappointed and Zell found himself unable to deny that pout anything. “ But I really like this song.”
Zell’s ears finally registered the song and sighed.
“ Alright, but only one dance. And I want you to remember when you’re better, that I tried to stop you.”
The genuinely thankful smile that Squall gave him made Zell’s heart skip a few beats.
“ Thanks!” And before the blond could smile back, his Commander and the son of President Laguna of Esthar, was dragging him to the centre of the dance floor by a tight grip around his wrist.
***
Seifer chuckled to himself at the sight. He had always found his height to come in handy at the most odd of times.
“ Damn, why don’t you ever have a camera when you need one?”
A bright flash temporarily blinded his left eye and as he turned to look at the source, Selphie just lowered the camera. She was standing on a chair, a smug smile on her face.
“ You actually believed I wouldn’t document this party for my successors? A little help down, maybe?”
TBC
***
As some of you have already noticed, this is an old story. I tried to upload all the chapters in one go, but I just got too tired. There’ll be more, definitely, I’m currently working on the sequel to this, and it will be uploaded here too. Eventually. Maybe before the last chapter has been published.
Hugs, Z
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