ffviii_100 drabbles
Title: Surprise, Surprise
Characters/Pairings: Seifer/Zell
Rating/Type: R
Team: Balamb
Word Count: 100
A/N: Prompt: Winter
Zell sneezed, sniffed then huffed.
It was a dumbass idea. End of December, middle of winter, cold as hell.
Hiding out in Seifer's unheated room to surprise him with a birthday present.
While wearing his birthday suit.
Only two red bows, on his neck and dick.
Thought of turning on the heater or shivering under the covers, but that would ruin the surprise.
He finally gave in to the bed's comfort and awoke to a furnace at his back, a hand fondling him, a mouth kissing his neck. Both undoing the bows to claim the gift. "Happy birthday to me."
Title: Constant dedication
Character: Nida
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
A/N: Keeping this under 100 is a lot harder than I thought it would be. Technically falls under 'fix it'
Nida had the unenviable task of truly maintaining the lumberous flying school known as Balamb Garden.
A school with no record that it had ever flown in any documentation held by man; designed and built long ago by the Shumi tribe, that lent it's organic aesthetic with neon colored techno-gizmos like bright shiny rings.
Sure, it was up to others to find the materials needed and get it started that first time. But he had to figure out how to fly the damn thing, how to keep it in the air and not kill everybody. Constantly dedicated to fixing it.
Title: A friend indeed
Characters: Fujin, Seifer
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
A/N: Here's the retcon, though it doesn't fall into the parameters of what I wished happened.
Seifer was out of his mind.
It was plain fact. Wanted to know about SeeD because some female voice in his head wanted more intel.
He should have known, had been his childhood dream to be a trained warrior with a cause. SeeD was his closest reality and he breathed it all in. The lack of a true cause the reason he had issues with command.
Then he tortured Squall.
It was pathetic.
She fixed it.
With a loving kiss on his forehead and a flash of a thin blade, she made sure that Seifer would never be manipulated again
Title: Train love
Characters: Selphie, Irvine (because Irvine needs to show up in every single one of these)
Team: Trabia
Selphie was ecstactic. Covered in odorous and gelatinous guts, she grinned winningly at Irvine as he chuckled nervously. She had all she needed. The Solomon's Ring, the six Steel Pipes, the six Remedy+ and now six Malboro Tentacles.
She slid the ring on and concentrated on it, till finally a deep echoing voice resounded deep in her mind.
"You called upon me?"
"Yes, name's Selphie. Glad to meet you!"
"I am Doomtrain."
"I've heard so much about Guardian Forces and I would just die if you were just mine!"
"I shall become your ally"
"BOOYAKA!"
Selphie had always liked trains.