Yes. I've been gone for a very, very, very long time. Why?
Laziness, I suppose.
Disclaimer: Don't own FF9 and all that good crap.
Now on with the show!
Dagger/Quina, out of lack of anything else to do besides mourn over her being trapped in such a hideously ugly figure, decided she may as well as go and retire to her bedroom to mope some more.
Boy did she wish she hadn't thought of that idea.
For there was Zidane/Dagger, clad only in a leather thong.
HER leather thong.
Dagger/Quina blinked a few times, as did Zidane/Dagger. Slowly Dagger/Quina left the room and shut the door quietly behind her, the proceeded to run screaming down the hall.
WHERE.
She ran smack dab into a poor Quina/Zidane, who seemed to be suffering from a bit of a tummy ache. Zidane's pitiful stomach couldn't hold as much food as Quina usually eats, and thus there was a bit that had to come back up.
All over Dagger/Quina.
Eiko, usually always quite a sinister little bitch in need of anger management, liked being in Amarant's body.
Eiko/Amarant was having a grand time of slamming big things into bigger things, which in turn would fall over and knock over smaller things, which would hit her custom "bowling pins"
Amarant/Steiner, Steiner/Vivi, Vivi/Freya, and the recently acquired puke- soaked Dagger/Quina.
Freya/Eiko was spared, seeing as how Eiko/Amarant didn't want to harm her own precious body. Quina/Zidane was too busy puking to be bothered, and Eiko/Amarant didn't even WANT to know what Zidane/Dagger was doing when she walked in on him only in a leather thong touching Dagger's body in.not so pleasant areas.
So four pins would have to do.
".for now." She thought, seeing a slightly tipsy Doctor Tot walking by in a pink string bikini.
Freya/Eiko, not being somehow forced to the ground for a "game" of bowling with Eiko/Amarant, figured she might as well find something else to do.
"Eiko! Want eat big feasty with me?" Freya/Eiko heard Quina/Zidane call out.
".Heehee. With chocolate sauce and whipped cream and handcuffs..." Said a giggly half-naked Zidane/Dagger.
Suddenly, Freya/Eiko feared very much for her sanity. -------
A/N
The author realizes that in 7 months, her sense of humor has changed. She realizes this is no longer funny.
Should she give up?
Laziness, I suppose.
Disclaimer: Don't own FF9 and all that good crap.
Now on with the show!
Dagger/Quina, out of lack of anything else to do besides mourn over her being trapped in such a hideously ugly figure, decided she may as well as go and retire to her bedroom to mope some more.
Boy did she wish she hadn't thought of that idea.
For there was Zidane/Dagger, clad only in a leather thong.
HER leather thong.
Dagger/Quina blinked a few times, as did Zidane/Dagger. Slowly Dagger/Quina left the room and shut the door quietly behind her, the proceeded to run screaming down the hall.
WHERE.
She ran smack dab into a poor Quina/Zidane, who seemed to be suffering from a bit of a tummy ache. Zidane's pitiful stomach couldn't hold as much food as Quina usually eats, and thus there was a bit that had to come back up.
All over Dagger/Quina.
Eiko, usually always quite a sinister little bitch in need of anger management, liked being in Amarant's body.
Eiko/Amarant was having a grand time of slamming big things into bigger things, which in turn would fall over and knock over smaller things, which would hit her custom "bowling pins"
Amarant/Steiner, Steiner/Vivi, Vivi/Freya, and the recently acquired puke- soaked Dagger/Quina.
Freya/Eiko was spared, seeing as how Eiko/Amarant didn't want to harm her own precious body. Quina/Zidane was too busy puking to be bothered, and Eiko/Amarant didn't even WANT to know what Zidane/Dagger was doing when she walked in on him only in a leather thong touching Dagger's body in.not so pleasant areas.
So four pins would have to do.
".for now." She thought, seeing a slightly tipsy Doctor Tot walking by in a pink string bikini.
Freya/Eiko, not being somehow forced to the ground for a "game" of bowling with Eiko/Amarant, figured she might as well find something else to do.
"Eiko! Want eat big feasty with me?" Freya/Eiko heard Quina/Zidane call out.
".Heehee. With chocolate sauce and whipped cream and handcuffs..." Said a giggly half-naked Zidane/Dagger.
Suddenly, Freya/Eiko feared very much for her sanity. -------
A/N
The author realizes that in 7 months, her sense of humor has changed. She realizes this is no longer funny.
Should she give up?