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Fandom: FFVIII
Characters/Pairings: Squall/Seifer, Angelo
Rating: PG-13
Summary: "Well, naturally they wanted me to make out with half of Garden, but it looks like you're the real winner this year."
Notes: This is why these guys are probably my only rivalryship ever. XD For the FF Kiss Battle.
"Well the votes are in, Puberty Boy." Seifer smirked, and jiggled the ballot box, which Selphie had spent most of an afternoon decorating with kissy lips and hearts. He might ahve contributed a couple of squiggles. Maybe.
Squall crossed his arms. "What is it this year, another request for Quistis and Selphie to kiss each other?"
"Well, naturally they wanted me to make out with half of Garden, but it looks like you're the real winner this year."
Squall raised an eyebrow, and Seifer knew that they only had a few seconds before Squall realized what was up. Of course, that was when Rinoa let out a whistle, and her well-trained mutt came running, and obediently jumped onto the table with the ballot box and sat.
"Pucker up, looks like they want you to kiss the dog."
Squall instead grabbed Seifer's coat, planting a wet one on him. This time he smirked. "Well there you go."
Characters/Pairings: Squall/Seifer, Angelo
Rating: PG-13
Summary: "Well, naturally they wanted me to make out with half of Garden, but it looks like you're the real winner this year."
Notes: This is why these guys are probably my only rivalryship ever. XD For the FF Kiss Battle.
"Well the votes are in, Puberty Boy." Seifer smirked, and jiggled the ballot box, which Selphie had spent most of an afternoon decorating with kissy lips and hearts. He might ahve contributed a couple of squiggles. Maybe.
Squall crossed his arms. "What is it this year, another request for Quistis and Selphie to kiss each other?"
"Well, naturally they wanted me to make out with half of Garden, but it looks like you're the real winner this year."
Squall raised an eyebrow, and Seifer knew that they only had a few seconds before Squall realized what was up. Of course, that was when Rinoa let out a whistle, and her well-trained mutt came running, and obediently jumped onto the table with the ballot box and sat.
"Pucker up, looks like they want you to kiss the dog."
Squall instead grabbed Seifer's coat, planting a wet one on him. This time he smirked. "Well there you go."
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