Star Ocean: The Second Story
FANTASTIC FICTION
Written By Code Red
EPISODE 1: The Service:
Next, on Fantastic Fiction:
Precis finds a job in the post office:
CLAUDE: Precis, what are you doing.
PRECIS: Haven't you heared? I'm a POSTAL WORKER now!! Cool, right?
On the next: FANTASTIC FICTION
CHAPTER 1:
Arlia Village....
CLAUDE: Say, Rena, there's nothing interesting in this store. Do you wanna
shop somewhere else?
RENA: Sure. There's nothing here.
PRECIS: Wait! Could I please stay a little longer!?
CLAUDE: Well, I suppose....
PRECIS: Thanks, Claude!
RENA: Just don't be too long....
PRECIS: You can count on me!!
Eneryone leaves the store, except for Precis.
PRECIS: Yeah, THIS looks interesting... so does that....
POST OFFICE WORKER: Hey, you!
PRECIS: What? Me?
POST OFFICE WORKER: Aren't you supposed to be at your job?
PRECIS: Look, Mr., I don't know....
POST OFFICE WORKER: You still have letters to deliver, you know.
PRECIS: But....
POST OFFICE WORKER: C'mon! Don't slack now! You're going to get your paycheck
any day now!
PRECIS: Wait a minute... did you say, PAYCHECK!?
POST OFFICE WORKER: Yes, you heard right. But if you keep hanging around, you
will gwt NO money, understand?
PRECIS: ... Yes, SIR!!
POST OFFICE WORKER: Good.
CHAPTER 2:
CLAUDE: Precis never came back from the store. Rena, should we wait for her
some more, or can we go back for her now?
RENA: I think we should head back now. She has spent way too long....
????: (snoring)
RENA: What was that?
CLAUDE: It sounds like it is comming from that barrel over there.
Claude and Rena look at each other, then head towards the barrel to
investigate.
ASHTON: (snoring)
RENA: It's Ashton!.... in a... BARREL!?
ASHTON: Huh? Hey, you woke me up...
RENA: Whoops, I didn't mean to wake you so suddenly.
ASHTON: It's OK, really. Guys, meet my new sleeping place!...
Claude and Rena once again exchange stares, wondering why Ashton now sleeps
here.
ASHTON: ...I had trouble sleeping in bed, so now I'm here! I hope you don't
mind....
CLAUDE: It's no problem, really....
GYORO and URURUN: Awrk, awrk!
RENA: Really, heh, not a problem...
ASHTON: Thanks, guys! (goes back to sleep)
RENA: Let's not disturb him....
Claude and Rena leave Ashton alone.
CHAPTER 3:
PRECIS: (whistle, whistle, whistle). (drops letter in mailbox, takes other
letters out).
OWNER OF MAILBOX: Hey, this is NOT my address!!....
Precis is oblivious to his complaints. She continues on, grining all the way.
PRECIS: ... Put this letter in here, take this letter out of here... PRETTY
SIMPLE!! I knew I could pull it off!...
BYSTANDER: What's this? This isn't mine!
SHOPKEEPER: Hey, you're not supposed to deliver letters HERE! This one doesn't
even belong to me!!
PRECIS: (whistle, whistle).
CHILD: What's this??
DOG: Wroof??
PRECIS: (whistle, whistle). Hey, there's Claude and Rena. HEY, GUYS!!!!
Claude and Rena are astonished to find Precis.
CLAUDE: Precis? What are you doing?
RENA: You had us worried...
Precis gives a letter to Claude and Rena each, grinning madly.
CLAUDE: Wait a minute... letters?? Precis, what is going on?
RENA: Is she working for the post office?
CLAUDE: You know, what you're doing is illegal....
PRECIS: But it's good money!! I'm getting my paycheck tomorrow....
CLAUDE: But it's WRONG....
Precis runs away into the crowd, leaving Claude and Rena in the dust.
RENA: How did she pull it off?
CLAUDE: Maybe because she wear's blue, they thought she worked in the post
office.
CHAPTER 4:
ASHTON: It sure is warm in here... (shiver), I wish it was a little cooler....
....
ASHTON: Maybe I aught to sleep outside....
Ashton takes his barrel outside. He even writes on a piece of paper: DO NOT
DISTURB!
ASHTON: THIS should be good....
Unknown to him, he wrote it on the back of a paper with a mailing address. He
attached the paper the wrong way, exposing the address instead of his message.
ASHTON: At last... total comfort. (falls back to sleep)
CHAPTER 5:
PRECIS: Why am I here for?
POST OFFICE MANAGER: According to the other post office workers, you still
have not been doing your job.
PRECIS: That's not true!! I HAVE been delivering my letters...
POST OFFICE MANAGER: First of all, CALM DOWN! Second, I know that you have
been out on your job.
PRECIS: Then, what's the problem?
POST OFFICE MANAGER: According to the other workers, you have only
successfully delivered 12% of your required letters. And,
you have NOT delivered ANY letters that were not directly
from the post office.
PRECIS: I see....
POST OFFICE MANAGER: If you want to keep your job, GO AND DELIVER SOME
LETTERS!!
PRECIS: ... Ye, ye, YES, SIR!!
POST OFFICE MANAGER: Good. Now, one more thing. I've heard that you're also
an inventor, right?
PRECIS: Yeah, that's right.
POST OFFICE MANAGER: If you want to be successfull, you will need a more
efficient "method" of carrying all of your letters.
PRECIS: ... I'LL BUILD A MACHINE!
POST OFFICE MANAGER: That's right. Now, go deliver your letters, OR YOU'LL BE
FIRED!!
PRECIS: YES SIR!!!!
CHAPTER 5:
CLAUDE: I wonder what happened to Precis?
RENA: Where could she be?
????: Honk, honk!
RENA: What's that?
Claude and Rena were staring at a machine which resembled a car, complete with
wheels and a tool to grab stuff. Precis was driving it.
CLAUDE and RENA: HEY, PRECIS!!!!
The machine was too loud for her to hear. Around it, letters were flying all
over the place. Once again, Claude and Rena were not able to catch Precis
because of the chaos.
Precis could only hear her machine, and was oblivious to the chaos it was
causing.
PRECIS: Hey, what's this?....
Precis came across a barrel. On it, an address was printed on it. Using her
machine, she picked up the barrel, placed it in a back compartment, and
continued on.
PRECIS: WHAT!? I have to go all the way to there!? Well, a job's a job....
