THE DEATH OF THE BACKSTREET BOYS

A FF7 CROSSOVER FIC BY _SW_SQUALL

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Note: FF7 and all it's characters sre copyrighted by Square. BSB is copyrighted by the dumbass company that decided to publish their albums. Squall Trocian is my character and may not be used without my permission. I do not intend to make money off of this. And one last thing, if you like BSB, DO NOT READ THIS FIC!

And now, on with the story.

At the Seventh Heaven in Midgar.

Squall: *Damn I'm bored. Wonder whats on the radio?*

Cloud: **Walks down** What are you doing?

Squall: Listening to the radio.

Cloud: Cool.

Squall: **Turns on the radio to hear "All I have to Give"** What the hell is this shit???

Cloud: It's the Backstreet Boys

Squall: Well, the damn Gaystreet D**ks suck! **Turns the radio, only to hear more shit by the BSB**

Cloud: Turn it off! Those damn bastards can't sing worth a shit!

Yuffie: **Comes down** Yah! The Backstreet Boys!

Squall: **Slices the radio in half**

Yuffie: Hey, you meany I was listening to that!

Squall: Its gay and f**kin sick!

Yuffie: You are you poopy head!

Squall: Shut up! **Ultimate Breaks her ass, killing her**

Cloud: That came quite early in the fic.

_SW_Squall: **Appears** I know. I just did't wanna have to go on with her any longer. **Disappears**

Cloud: Let go kill the Gaystreet Boys

Squall: Yes. I finally get to kill that blonde dude.

They drive off to where the Gay ass's are reherasing for their next performance.

Nick: Hey. There are two guys driving motorcycles coming into the theater.

Howie: Cool.

Brian: **Is picking his ass** Huh?

A.J.: **Is looking at a gay porno site** Sweet!

Kevin: **Is looking over A.J.'s shoulder** Sweet!

Squall: BSB! Today you die!

Cloud: **Rips Brian's head off, spraying blood everywhere*

Squall: **Jumps off the cycle and slices Howie in half, spraying blood and various bodily organs all over the stage**

A.J. and Kevin: **Scream like girls before their decapitated**

Nick: **Has wide eyes**

Squall: I have a special treatment for you.

***Author's Note: Any of you from the SFR reading this, I have the "grin of death" on***

Squall: **Slice Nick's d**k off, then slowly tortures him to death.**

Back at the Seventh Heaven

Squall: T.V.'s a lot better

Cloud: Yep. And we have souviners. **Points to the 5 Gaystreet Boy's heads, stuck on spikes where all can see**

Author's Note: Ok. This fic may suck, but I was very bored and I wrote it for fun. Again, I don't own any of this shit except Squall Trocian. And BSB fan's, if your going to flame me, remeber I warned you.