Seifer crouched down over the motor.Everything
seemed to be in order, all the wires were connected and nothing was out
of place.He frowned dumbfounded
as to what the problem was.
“Oh, THAT’S what I forgot
to do!” exclaimed Raijin, shaking the boat as he leaped to his feet with
an epiphany.
“You forgot to do something?”
sneered Seifer.He was having a foreboding
feeling about what was wrong with the boat’s motor.
“Yeah,” whispered Raijin,
“ Remember when you asked me to make sure that I fill up the motor of our
boat with gas?”
Seifer’s face dropped as
he scowled and cursed under his breath.Slowly,
he got to his feet with his fists clenched tightly in anger.Seifer
took a step toward his companion and without warning, swung a punch, hitting
Raijin square in the stomach.Raijin
lost his balance and fell backwards.He
plunged, head first, into the dark blue water.
“Idiot!” yelled Seifer.“Now
what are we going to do?We’re stuck
in the middle of NOWHERE!”
Seifer shook his head, kicking
himself for not canceling his little escapade after Fuujin was sent to
Trabia for some reason he was too uninterested about to listen to.He
should have known that a trip without Fuujin was going to be trouble, especially
if Raijin was going to be his only company.
“Umm…” mumbled Raijin, who
still was in the water and too afraid of Seifer’s wrath to say anything
more.
“What now?” asked Seifer
in a very annoyed manner.
“T,There’s a…” Raijin shivered
from the cold, “a b,boat.”
Seifer froze.He
quickly turned his gaze towards the horizon.Sure
enough, there was a small rowboat drifting towards them.A
mound of crap that seemed to consist of an overly stuffed bag, jacket,
and some technical equipment rested messily in the boat.Seifer
cupped his hands over his eyes and peered out at the mysterious raft, scanning
for an owner.
“It looks as if there’s
a bag in it,” said Raijin, “but I don’t see any people.Maybe
it’s deserted.
Seifer turned his head towards
his companion in disgust.He never
understood why people always stated the obvious.Seifer
sighed and looked back at the boat.They
needed to think of a way to get it, even though it WAS a rowboat and they
would have to paddle all the way home.Glancing
around, Seifer’s gaze fixed itself on the fishing poles.
“Get the hell out of the
god damn water and help me,” commanded Seifer.
Raijin jolted out of the
water, swaying their broken motorboat to and fro as he climbed in.He
shook his wet body happily as if he was a big dog.He
was ready for action.
“Here,” Seifer picked up
the fishing poles and shoved one of them into Raijin’s face.He
had a huge headache and concluded that no one could be alone with a complete
moron for over five hours and not feel sick.Seifer
just wanted to get on that crappy rowboat and paddle like crazy until they
reached home.He really DID regret
that Fuujin hadn’t been able to come along.
“Alright,” Seifer said in
a determined, but also weary voice, “let’s get started.”
With that, Raijin and Seifer
cast out their fishing lines.Unfortunately,
they both missed the little boat.After
reeling in their lines, they tried again with no such luck.Seifer
sighed.This was goingto
take a while, he thought, and it did.
Casting and reeling, casting
and reeling.Seifer was becoming
consumed with anger and frustration.He
looked over at Raijin and saw that his companion was smiling………………and singing?
“I love the fishes ‘cause
they’re so DELICIOUS, gotta go fishin’, gotta go fishin’.We
could eat ‘em everyday and my mom says that’s okay…”
“SHUT THE HELL UP!” Seifer
interrupted Raijin’s goldfish song.
“Sorry,” Raijin said, the
dopey smile that had just a minute ago consumed his face was gone.
Seifer scowled and threw
his fishing pole down.Shaking his
head, he sat down and lit a cigarette.He
took a deep breath, sighed, and leaned his head on his hands.
“Please, god let this hell
end,” muttered Seifer, “oh, please, please…”
“WOOP-DEE-DO-DA-DAY!I
got it, Seifer, I did it!”Raijin
jumped up and down, practically capsizing their broken motorboat.
“Sit the hell down you frickin’…”
and Seifer continued to call Raijin every single swear that had ever reached
his ears, “you’re gonna tip us, you moron.”
Seifer riped the fishing
pole out of Raijin’s hands and began reeling in the boat.He
couldn’t afford the risk that Raijin would somehow screw this up and then
they’d be back to casting and reeling.This
was a notion that made Seifer sick to even imagine.He
had one thing on his mind and one thing only: getting OFF this frickin’
boat and into a bar.
Faster and faster he reeled,
as beads of sweat dripped down his face.The
sun beat upon them with great intensity and Seifer was unable to shield
his eyes from the light because of the need for both his hands to remain
on the fishing pole.He squinted
at the rowboat as it got closer and closer with each passing second.
“Come on, come on,” Seifer
chanted.“Hurry the hell up!”
Raijin was kneeling by the
side of their motorboat.He hung
his arms over the side, getting ready to grab the small rowboat as soon
as it came within arm’s reach.Seifer’s
eyes widened as Raijin stretched out his arm and got hold of the bow of
the crappy little rowboat, which would be Seifer’s savior.
“Yeah baby!” Raijin shouted
joyfully, smiling ear to ear as he held the rowboat’s bow.
Seifer could not stop the
wry smile that appeared on his face.He
sat down as relief overcame him and calmness settled upon his soul.
“Well….” Seifer pondered
what they should do with all the shit piled into the little rowboat.There
wasn’t anyone to claim it and he was too tired to go through it all.
“Hell, all that shit looks
like a god damn frickin’ mountain!” Seifer said, voicing his thoughts.
“Do you want me to just
capsize the whole boat and dump it all out?”Raijin
asked.
“Sure, that’s the most intelligent
thing you’ve said all day!” Seifer answered.
Raijin, beaming with pride,
grabbed a good hold on the rowboat and heaved it over.
“Ahh, cold, cold, cold!”
As the yelling and screaming
reached Seifer and Raijin’s ears, they realized that the boat HAD NOT been
deserted after all.Seifer drew his
gunblade as a head popped out of the water.
“F,f,fr-ee-zz-innn-gggg!”
Zell shivered as he emerged at the surface. He flung his head back, whipping
his hair out of his eyes.Raijin
covered his eyes as water flew through the air towards him.
“YOU!” Seifer yelled, pointing
his gunblade at Zell.
“Me?” Zell asked innocently,
“How about YOU?Why did YOU tip me?
. . .Oh, Crap!”
Zell realized that they
had capsized the whole boat which meant that his radio and SeeD
equipment were ‘swimming with the fisheys’.He
took a deep breath and dove down into the water.Deeper
and deeper he went until he was out of breath.Zell
jetted upward to the surface and gasped for air as he appeared.He
sighed and tried to catch his breath.As
Zell readied himself for another ‘go’ at the rescue of his supplies, Seifer
grabbed him by the collar and yanked him up into the broken motorboat.
Tossing Zell down on the
floor of the boat, Seifer commanded, “Listen here Chickenwuss.”
And that was as far as Seifer
got because as soon as the words ‘chickenwuss’ left his lips, Zell was
on his feet, arms swinging and punches flying.
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