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Well, I don't know where this came
from, but it's about chocobos, so it must be good, right?
After all, who doesn’t like chocbos? WAARK!!!!
That’s the sound they make. And don’t
take this seriously, it was written after
too little sleep and too much caffeine (Damn late nights
of playing video games) and I’ve been
feeling really silly for some reason....... Anywho, on with
the story (?). And the names of the chocobos,
all of them but Emily are ones i used in the game,
yes, even 2+2is5.
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It was a dark and stormy night. Ok,
so maybe it wasn’t, but c’mon, doesn’t that sound better
than, it was a warm, bright sunny day?
I think so. Nevermind. Anyway, the sun was shining
brightly and the chochobos were warking
happily.
Life was usual, and better ever since
meteor had been stopped. The Chocobo sage had given
up on living in the secluded area and
had rented a small house on the edge of the chocobo farm.
Well, maybe he didn’t rent it. He really
brought his house with him, and didn’t care that he didn’t
own the land it was on. The people who
owned the farm tried many times to get him off. But
they gave up when they saw he wasn’t going
anywhere, and figured, hey, he’s old, he’ll die soon,
and we can keep the house. After all,
why would a dead person need it? So, they continued to
let him live there.
What they did mind, however was the
fact that one night, he moved his chocobo, Emily,
into the pen with the others.
Emily, being a female chocobo in
the prime of her life, was looking for a male to, oh let’s just
say, “meet”. Well, she was shot down and
ignored by all of the males in the pen, the blue, the
green, the black, even the yellow, except
for the gold. Maybe it took pity on her, maybe it liked
her. But, we’re not going into it’s mind
anytime soon, so let’s just assume it was for love.
Anyway, a few months passed and wouldn’t
ya know it, there were some little chocobos
running around the pen. (Note: I’m not
going to call them chicobos, because, that wasn’t in this game :) )
Choco Bill just happened to be looking
in the pen when the Sage, (I think I’m going to
call him John for this story. And if you
mind, well, too bad) walked over.
“So John,” he commented casually,
not liking the man, “Do you think we should find the
owner of the gold one over there, it’s
not going to be of much use anymore.”
John looked in, the chocbos were
playing what looked like a game of tag, and they all
sounded happy, “No, I don’t think so.
It hasn’t been used in a long time, so maybe
it was forgotten about.”
Bill said nothing, then nodded.
Well, the bird wasn’t forgotten about and a few week later..................
*******
On The Highwind
"So, you're telling
me that you were called to the Gold Saucer for the Chocobo racing
championships?" Tifa asked, laughing rather
hard.
"What's so amazing about that? Evl_Brd is fast, and we won alot of races together."
"Yeah, but c'mon, how long has it been?"
"Only a few months. I think I can remember how to ride one."
"Actually, I seem to
remember that most of the races that your bird won, Cid was the
rider." (Note: In my game, Cid almost
always asked to ride, I always said yes)
"Shut up," Cloud hissed,
"No one has to know that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go
tell Cid to stop off at the chocobo farm,"
he turned and walked out, and Vincent walked in,
amazingly in a talkative mood.
"What's going on?"
"We're going to the chocobo farm, and then the Gold Saucer."
"Why?"
"Evl_Brd was somehow entered in the chocobo racing championships."
"I see. Is Cid going to be the rider?"
"No. Cloud is."
At The Chocobo Farm
The Highwind
landed on the edge of the farm, and accidentally, crushed John's
house. No one mentioned anything about
it, and they walked to the main part of
the farm.
Cloud walked into the
house, and met up with Choco Bill, "Hey, is there any
chance that I can get my bird?"
"Evl_Brd?"
"Uh huh."
"Nope. Sorry."
"What? Why can't I take Evl_Brd?"
"Here, I'll show you."
They walked to the pen in the center of the yard.
"Evl_Brd is now a family bird. He's not going anywhere."
"I see. What about 2+2is5?"
"You can take that one.
I'll go get him for you," Bill walked into the pen, and
returned a few seconds later with a blue
bird in tow, "Here you go."
Cloud reached to take
the bird, but the bird pecked at him. Then the bird began to
scratch at him. With a final peck it "WARKED"
loudly, and ran away.
"What about the other ones I had?"
"Well, all of them but
one were killed when there was an attack in the post meteor
chaos."
"And which one is left?"
"Well, I was hoping
that you would know it's name, but it's that one in the corner," he
pointed to a chocobo that was sitting,
twitching slightly.
"That's mine? I don't remember owning one like that."
"It is. You caught it and never let it go. So, do you want to take it or not?"
"I guess so."
"I'll go get it," he
walked back into the pen, and half led, half dragged the chocobo out.
"I hope you're not planning to ride it
very far."
"Um...... Well, thanks,
I guess," he half led, half dragged back to the Highwind. It took
a long time to get back, the bird was
extremely slow. He ditched it in the area where
the birds used to be, and as he was leaving,
bumped into Yuffie.
"I wanted to see Evl_Brd," she explained.
"Evl_Brd isn't here."
"What? Why not?"
"Evl_Brd has a family, and wouldn't leave."
"Then what bird do you have? 2+2is5?"
"No."
"Can I see what bird is there?"
"I guess so. Just don't laugh."
"You got a pathetic
one? Lemme see!" she barged in, and immediatly began laughing,
"Oh Gawd, that is like so patheic. You're
really going to ride that?!?"
"Uh huh......"
She continued laughing, and ran out, "I'll tell Cid you're ready. Gawd, that's funny."
Cloud stared at the
bird. It wasn't that bad, was it, "You can run, right?" he asked the
bird?"
In response, the bird twitched, and fell to the ground.
"Damn."
At The Gold Saucer
The chocobo racing area was busy, as usual.
Cloud was standing in front of the registration desk.
"So, you will not be entereing Evl_Brd, sir?"
"Well, no. Evl_Brd can't race right now."
"That's fine. What is the name and type of bird you will be entering?"
"The name?" he paused.
He didn't even remember owning that particular bird, so
it didn't have a name. Name, what would
be a good name? "Well, I guess it's name
is...... is chikn. Type? I'm not really
sure."
"Not sure of the type?"
the woman behind the desk looked at him oddly, "Then,
what class is it?"
Cloud shrugged.
"What color is it?"
"Yellow."
"Fine. Come back here tommorow morning. You can stay at the hotel."
He nodded and left, seeing that his friends were waiting for him outside.
"You in?" Tifa asked, somehow not laughing.
"Yes."
"Are you using that pathetic one?"
"How'd you know about that?"
"Yuffie told us," Now Tifa was laughing, "I can't wait to watch this!"
"Where is Yuffie, anyway?"
Tifa looked around, "She was just here."
"Well, it doesn't matter.
She either though I'd kill her for telling you about the
chocobo, or she realized that they give
out materia for prizes here."
"So," Tifa began, "We're here for the night, what are we going to do?"
"Do whatever you want.
I'm going to try and find Yuffie. Keep her from doing
anything that'll get her in trouble."
"Alright."
The rest agreed, and went in seperate directions.
Cloud began searching
for Yuffie, and sood found her. She was standing in the middle
of the main area, apparantly trying to
decide where to go.
"Where were you going?"
"Huh? Oh, I, nowhere."
"You were planning on staying here all night?"
"Maybe."
"Go to the hotel."
"Fine," she entered
the tube that connected with it, and Cloud followed her. She enterd
the room that she and Tifa were sharing,
and Cloud entered the one he and Vincent were
sharing. It was right across the hall,
and he would be able to watch her door. He must've
dozed off, because the next thing he knew,
Vincent opened the door - which he had been
leaning against - and he fell into the
hall with a dull thud.
"What are you doing?"
Cloud pointed across
the hall, "Keeping an eye on Yuffie, making sure she didn't go out
to steal any materia that happened to
be laying around."
". . . . ."
"Hm, you have a point there."
". . . . ."
"I can't disagree with that."
". . . . ."
"You don't have to be so rude. I'm going to bed."
". . . . ."
The Next Day
It was midday
when the chocobo races began. It took Cloud a long time to
drag the bird to the starting gate, where
it seemed to be barely standing, and he
wondered weather or not it would be able
to carry him.
"You're riding that?" the rider next to him asked.
"Yeah. So?"
"It can barely stand."
"I can see that. The
one I was supposed to ride isn't up to it right now, and another
one that I have ran away."
"Tough luck. Well, see you at the finish line. If that bird can make it."
Cloud turned back to the bird and climbed onto it's back. It swayed, and nearly fell.
"If you........" he
began to say to the bird then trailed off as the warning bell rang.
Somehow managing to get it to the line
of birds, he waited for the starting bell to ring. It
did, and his bird actually ran. For about
ten seconds. Then it stopped, collapesed, and
warked pathetically. Cloud stood and nudged
the bird with his foot. It stood, walked over
to the side of the track, and jumped off.
Cloud groaned, and looked
down at the bird. It was laying on the ground. He jumped after
it, cast mini on it, carried it back to
the track, cast mini on it again, grabbed it's foot, cast
haste on himself, and began running down
the track, dragging the bird in the direction of the
finish line. He had read the rules, and
not one of them said that the rider couldn't drag the
chocobo. He wouldn't win, and it was embarassing,
but he was going to finish one way or
another.
All the other birds
were there, waiting for the race to finish when he crossed. He made his
way off quickly, and left the bird in
a heap. Then he left the area. Once again, his friends were
waiting for him outside, all of them doubled
over in laugher, even Red XIII and Vincent.
"Shut up."
"None of us said anything."
"And you won't," he waved his sword menacingly.
They just laughed harder.
Suddenly someone came running out of the arena.
"Hey you! I have something to tell you."
Cloud turned, "What?"
"That race was recorded.
We're going to sell copies of it in the gift shop, if you don't mind
people seeing that. It was the funniest
thing that ever happened here!"
He sighed, "Go ahead. I'd actually like to see what I looked like in there."
"Sure!" The man handed him a tape, "On the house."
"Gee, thanks," then he walked away, with his friends following behind him, still laughing.
On The Highwind Once Again
"I want that tape destroyed," they had just watched it.
"No way. I'm putting
it somewhere safe. I can use it to my advantage," Tifa grabbed the
tape from the VCR and shoved it down her
shirt.
"If you think I won't go there..........you're right."
"I know. That's why I put it there," she caught the look on his face, squawked, and ran.
Cloud ran after her, and stopped when he spotted Yuffie sitting in her normal spot.
"Where'd Tifa go?"
"Urk. She went into the stable."
"Thanks. And, by the way, green is your color."
"Urk."
Cloud entered the stable
quietly. Tifa was standing there, holding the tape and taunting
him. He lunged for the tape, but Tifa
pulled it away and he crashed into the wall. This was
repeated more times and yet he didn't
give up.
And the Highwind flew
into the sunset, thus ending this chapeter with another happy(?)
ending.....
THE END!!!!
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Wow. you're still here. Thanks. Sorry,
but I tought it would have more to do with chocobos, but
I got a picture in my mind of Cloud dragging
a chocobo, and thought that this would be a good
place to use it :)