Final Fantasy III/VI: The College Years. Part 1!


(Narration: It's been two years since the downfall of Kefka, and life once again prospers... chocobos run wild, not just in the stables, but in forests all over the world... many towns were rebuilt and are as thriving as ever... and almost everybody on the entire planet seems happy. That is... except one.)


: That Cyan, oh that Cyan... I do not like that ol' Cyan!

: Do you like Chocobo Eggs and Fat?

: No! I do not like Chocobo Eggs and Fat! I will not eat them, ol' Cyan! Not with a dog! Not with a bee! Not with a dragon! I'm begging you, please! Not with a lizard! Not in a cave! Not even with the Chocobo Sage!

: ... Chocobo Sage?

: Nevermind.


(Narration: And that was the way it was. Ever since he failed to steal off of a Pug that ended up slicing Cyan to unconsciousness... Cyan bothered him about it, to the best of his ability... again, and again. In return, Locke played with Cyan's fear of machines. ... But no matter what, Cyan still bothered him.)


Meanwhile, just outside of Figaro Castle...


I've been workin' on the raiiiilroad, all the lil' long dayyy... I've been workin' on the railllroooaddd, because I am a pitiful kiiiiinggg... dooo... do do do do do doooo... hmmmm. Looks like I've missed a spike. Lemme hammer that sucker in... *bends down*

PEEKA BOO!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! ... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... oh. It's just you.

Alms for the poor! Alms for the poor!

Hmmm, I'm afraid I don't have any money on me... but I do have a hammer! Here you go, chap! *BONK*!

*makes random octopus noises* BAH! ... And I'm actually here to help you, believe it or not!

No thanks, I can bring in the groceries by myself.

... Ha! Meet me in the castle two hours from now, inside the engine room... I have somethin' very important to tell yah, kiddo!

Chocobo Eggs and Fat are made out of people?

... Cya then, kid! Uncy's gotta run! *runs... then trips... then runs again*


(Narration: Just what is it that makes us human beings? That makes us want to fight for one another? That re-ignites a spark of long-lost love, peace, and hope... and freedom? There is something special about the human heart and soul... even if nobody can actually explain it. ... Okay, enough of that b.s.)


Inside the main room of the rebuilt opera house...


Well, this place's pretty empty. ... I remember when I gave my big performance. ... Haha. ... What ever happened to Maria, anyway? *silence*

There're things in our lives that stick out above all others... sometimes they come back and haunt us, and at other times, they give us the burst of energy and happiness we need to move on as people.

You really are a smart... uhhh... s/he... thing. Just where did you come from, anyway?

Somewhere not all too familiar, but still a memory.

Thanks for the bullshit!

Now's not the time to fight... save it for later, you two.

... Dee dee dee dee dee... it's LATER! *raises fist*

*disappears*

... The pretty ones always run away from me.

Well, either you know what gender Gogo is or you're bisexual... I don't care either way. Let's go.

Don't bother trying to make sense of it; I don't know what I'm talking about half the time.


Inside the engine room of Figaro Castle


He said he would be here... oh, alas! Alak! A bass! The sun is to the stars as the grass is to the... ... ... ... where is he? *silence for about 25 seconds, and then footsteps are heard* Aha! It's him! *draws swords, just in case*

... Kupo? Kupo?

... Dammit. ... Hey, moogle, want a cookie?

Kupo!

Stand on your head.

*attempts to, and falls*

Try, try again!

*attempts to, and falls*

Try, try again!

*attempts to, and falls*

Try, try again!

*attempts to, and falls*

Try, try again!

*attempts to, and falls*

... Ho ho ho! What in the world's going on in here?

*points to Edgar*

Uhh... I...

Animal abuser! Animal abuser! Animal abuser! Animal Abuser!

*eats cookie*

*points at Edgar*

You stole a moogle's food!?!? That's it! You're goin' to jail, buddy!

Haha, nice try, but I'm the king of Figaro... you can't possibly--

Zidane the Chocobo Knight, at your service, Sir Ultros!

Get 'im... and stick him in prison.

Yessir! *leaps off chocobo, grabs Edgar, and keeps him close with some cheap handcuffs made out of wood*

... Wha? ... How?

Oh, don't worry, Edgar... you weren't taken down so easily... or by just one being...

Let me guess; you mean my own 'stupidity'?

Close, but no cig-- *strange but familiar man walks into room*

Wahhhh hahohohohoho! It smells like cookies in here! Can I have a bite?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! ... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! ... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Ah.

Wahhhh hahohohohoho!



Will Edgar escape from his own prison? What do Ultros and Kefka have in store for Figaro? Will Cyan stop pestering Locke? ... Does Setzer know something that we don't? ... Will I find a Kefka icon without a gray background? Stay tuned for Chapter 2 ooooffff... Final Fantasy III/VI: The College Years!

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