Final Fantasy Crossover Meme
All right! The semester's over (for me), and my summer vacation has started! Know what that means? Meme time! I haven't done one in SO long, and I haven't done one for Final Fantasy yet, so this is needed
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The young man with the bandanna shook his head, his foot tapping increasing in volume and frequency as the seconds ticked by. “No!”
Yuffie leaned back in her chair. “Look, he’s not ready, Zidane. Just…give him some time, alright?” The girl from Wutai stole a quick glance at the table in the corner of the room. “Can’t we break for donuts now? I can’t sit still this long!”
Rikku fidgeted beside her. “Well, yeah, but we need to help him.”
Zidane’s tail tapped the floor impatiently. “That’s right. Locke came to us for help, didn’t you Locke?”
Locke shrugged. “It wasn’t my choice! Celes made me do it!”
Balthier interrupted with a wry smile. “Celes, eh? The blonde, right? Legs that won’t quit, great pair of…”
“Balthier!” Rikku moaned. Locke scowled at the sky pirate. For his part, Balthier simply smiled while his partner Fran looked bored out of her mind. The Thievery Support Group met every Tuesday, and Locke had been coming for the past three weeks - but the other members hadn’t gotten him over the first hurdle yet.
Zidane scratched his head. “But you just have to admit it, and then we can all have donuts. Really, we’re all here for the same reason. Just admit you’re a thief and…”
“I’m NOT a thief. I’m a TREASURE HUNTER!”
“Pfft,” Yuffie said. “And I’m really just a materia appraiser. Come on, Cole. Grow a pair and own up to it.”
“You’re not being very helpful,” Rikku admonished, her fingers itching for the delicious powdered sugar donut mere feet away.
“I don’t understand the denial. You can be a thief and still be a gentleman about it,” Balthier argued while Fran rolled her eyes. “I don’t much like the term, but you do get those lovely wanted posters in the local taverns. Have you all seen my latest?”
“Yes, Balthier. WE SAW IT.”
The sky pirate grinned. “A remarkable likeness. What do you say, Locke? Stop beating around the bush.”
Zidane raised his tail for silence. “Look, I don’t think we’re going to get him to admit it. We’ll try again next week.” Locke looked down in shame. “I suppose we can all have the…”
Within seconds, the chairs were knocked over in the mad dash of thieves racing for delicious donuts. Zidane frowned as Yuffie attached herself to Balthier’s leg and Rikku climbed up Fran to reach the powdered sugar delicacies.
Zidane stood, realizing that the rest of the group was lost to him for the night. “Locke?”
The treasure hunter nodded. “Yeah?”
“Can you repeat the mantra with me?” Zidane had to shout a bit to be heard over the crafty, conniving thieves shoveling donuts into their gobs.
Locke sighed and recited along with Zidane. “If I take a piece of gold, if I dare to be bold. If I pilfer a broach, if I ransack a coach. If I pillage and plunder, if I leave the authorities in wonder…”
Locke fumbled. “Don’t make me finish it. Please Zidane?”
The donuts were gone, and Zidane could hear the three ladies beating each other up in the hallway over the claim to the last jelly roll while Balthier enthusiastically cheered them on. Locke was looking at him expectantly.
Zidane shook his head. “Get out of here, Locke.” The treasure hunter hurried out in shame, picking up a few crumbs from the donut tray before diving out the window. Zidane stacked up the plastic chairs and cleaned up the mess. This was the last year he’d volunteer to run meetings. Nothing was ever accomplished.
The noise died down in the hallway, and he finished the mantra.
“If my stays in jail are brief, I’m the best of my kind. By gods, I’m a thief!”
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And what's a meeting of thieves without Balthier?
Mmm, now we need a pirate convention like in Pirates of the Caribbean ;)
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Some theorize that she's related to Faris, since LotC is 200 years after FFV.
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