Warnings: OTT Character bashing and OOC, I was a retarded kid

The wind howled wildly through the streets, as the trio stood looking across the road. There was another McDonalds, completely identical, right across the street! Though, as the scanned the dark lifeless road, they realized... Every establishment on this street was a McDonalds! Thirty-five McDonalds lined the street, their golden archs giving the illusion of... a stanic lightbulb.

The loud shreik of "NO" had come from the fast food service directly across the street from them. No... it was the one slightly off to the left. No... six down to the right. Wait... They really had no clue, so they just stood watching the street. It was like that for about thirty minutes.

"Erm... what happens now?" Selphie chirped, glancing around.

"I don't know..." Irvine seemed to be stilled by the wind.

"Satanic witch. Straight from hell." Quistis was occupied, murmering incoherently as she rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet.

A frown crossed the face of the girl with curly brown hair she reached over and gave the woman in nauseating pink a big bear hug. "It'll be ok, Quisty! Don't be afraid! Seffy and Irvy are here to protect you!"

"GAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE YOU DEMON FROM HELL!!! GET AWAY!!!" Quistis shreiked, streaking like a barbie doll into the McDonalds across the street. The woman had gone mad, finally.

Selphie sighed, "I knew it would happen one of these days..."

The stood there, waiting for Quistis to reapproach from the McDonalds on the other side of the road. She didn't come.

A tumbleweed blew by.

Rinoa licked her lips, a wicked grin cross her lips. "Not an active bunch are they?" She sat in the top purple tube of the playplace looking out at the trio of vampires who just stood looking around as if they had never been outside before.

Squall crawled in through an attaching green tube and looked through the scratchy clear plastice that was serving as window to the larger window of the front of the building. He resisted the urge to laugh -or even smile for that matter- and nodded what he saw the blond who was dressed in a horrible pink suit begin to yell. The woman screamed and stalked over towards them. "She's entered our domain." He glanced at Rinoa, who had also noticed the blond entering their McDonalds.

"We had better go catch her." Mop Boy smiled, bouncing around as he entered the purple tube as well.

The raven haired girl gasped for breath, "There are too many people in this one tube..." Her face took on an interesting shade of purple, "I can't breath!"

"Oh..." Mop Boy shrugged and crawled over through an attaching yellow tube.

Down the slide he went.

"WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"

"...fun." Squall quickly followed Zell down the slide.

"WEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"

Sighing heavily, Rinoa delicatly crawled into the slide, for a peaceful ride to the bottom. She fell head first.

"OWWWWW!!! EDEA, ADEL, AND ULTIMECIA!!! SHIT!!!!!" Loud thuds are heard as Rinoa tumbles down the slide. The whole play place is shaking. "DAMNIT! THAT HURTS! OUCH!!" She landed. On the floor. Unconscious.

Mop Boy and Squall snickered quietly, of course Squall looked a bit odd when he did so, seeing as how he never smiles. They swirled around immeadiatly when the door was pulled open.

Quistis walked in, shock washing over her smooth face, which strangely resembled the sahara desert (gee... she's got a big head!). This was not what she had expected. THEM. "It's...you!" She croaked.

"No," Squall shook his head, "Not you, THEM!"

"That's what I said, your THEM! THEM is you!" The blond woman straightened her glasses.

"No. We're not YOU! We're THEM! THEM is not YOU!" Squall narrowed his eyes.

"I AM NOT THEM! YOU ARE!"

"DUH! YOU CAN'T BE THEM! WE ARE! YOU'RE YOU!" Squall growled through gritted teeth.

"I DON'T WANT TO BE THEM! I'M ME!"

"NO! YOU'RE YOU!"

"THAT'S WHAT I SAID!"

"NO, YOU SAID YOU!"

"I did no such thing!" Quistis looked as if she had just been accused of murder, for her jaw nearly hit the floor.

"YOU'RE A LIAR!"

"I AM NOT!"

"BITCH!"

"Oh come now, are we playing word games, Squall? How infantile! It's insulting!" Quistis sneered in disgust, crossing her arms over her chest.

Suddenly, Mop Boy stepped up, "I KILLED YOUR MOTHER!"

Everyone in the room, even Rinoa, who was unconscious at the time blinked simoltaneously as Mop Boy began to laugh like a maniac. He held his sides until they pained when he took in breath, and roled upon the gringy floor like a dog, until... Quistis pulled out her waffle iron.

"HAAAAAA YAAAAAH!!!!!!111one1." She caught him as he roled upon the ground, and attempted to smash his face into the incredibly useless kitchen device-turned weapon of death.

"OWWWW!!!!!" Mop Boy began to kick at the pink woman's feet. He blindly struggled to pull the thing off of his face and kill Quistis at the same time. "DIE, YOU WITCH!"

"Did somebody call a witch?" Selphie stuck her head in the door, as did Irvine. She glanced around and saw what was happening. "Oh my God..."

Irvine snickered and pushed his way in, followed by Selphie. "THESE are the KETCHUP eaters?"

"We are THEM catsup on FRY eaters!" Squall's eyebrow twitched in annoyance.

"You're THEM!" Selphie gasped as anger clouded her bright emerald eyes.

"We are." Squall nodded.

Through all of this Mop Boy proceded to knock Quistis off of her balance, get up and flip her over his shoulder, and pull her into a headlock. She continued to kick, finally, elbowing him in the groin, until he let go. She swung the waffle iron by the power cord, round and round over her head, until.... SNAP! The waffle iron broke from the cord and went hurling across the room.

Rinoa had just regained consciousness and was getting up. She rubbed a bruise on her left arm and looked up to see what was going on when...BONK! She was hit by a rouge waffle iron. "Damn..." She fell unconscious... again.

"...Oops." There was an awkward moment of silence as Quistis glanced around. Then everything resumed as it had been two seconds before. She dodged Mop Boy's fist as he swung at her stomach. Outstretching her right leg she then proceeded to kick him in the jaw.

Mop Boy spit out a tooth or two.

Selphie, in the meantime, was loosing patience. "You eat ketchup with your french fries?" She narrowed her eyes at Squall, "You bastard!"

"It's catsup, and how did you know I was a bastard?" Squall narrowed his eyes and drew even to the girl with curly brown hair.

"It's ketchup, and because your mother wasn't married when you were conceived." She pulled out the greasy old apron.

"It's catsup, and how would you know that!?"

"It's ketchup, and I know because I saw all of those little dreams you keep having."

"It's catsup, and how?"

"It's ketchup, and because we're linked, Squall."

"It's catsup, and why do you say that?"

"It's ketchup, and because I know you."

"It's catsup, and no you don't."

"It's ketchup, and yes I do!"

"Catsup!" Squall pulled out a plastic drink straw and charged at Selphie.

""Ketchup! It says so on the bottle!" Selphie shreiked, charging at Squall as she swung the apron in a deadly circle.

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