(There is a party in the backyard. Guests include: Link, Vincent Valentine, Dante, Weise, PFf and friends, Squall (Leon), Cloud, Virgil, Lady, Spike, Edward, Jet, Faye, Jak, Daxter, and many, many others)
Seph: I never thought I’d see this many people at your house.
Mac: What are you saying, you didn’t think I had this many friends?
Seph: Well, when your guest list includes shows you haven’t seen in over a year, it’s a little much.
Mac: Shut up, maybe I needed a little reunion.
Jebus: With the characters from G Gundam, Samurai Champloo, AND Tenchi?
Mac: At least I didn’t invite the Sailor Scouts!
Jebus: Hey, those girls are hot!
Mac: If they would shut up once in a while, maybe.
PFf: What’s with having all the guys from your hot list here?
Mac: Nothing, and what hot list? *innocent look*
PFf: Does this have anything to do with the whole kissing at midnight thing?
Mac: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
PFf: It DOES! O.O
Mac: Shh!
Leon: Hey guys.
Mac: Hey Squall.
Leon: My name is Leon.
Mac: You started out as Squall, you’re staying Squall!
Leon: My name is Leon!
Mac: Squall!
Leon: Leon!
Mac: Squall!
Leon: Leon!
Mac: Squall!
Leon: Leon!
Mac: I like cheese!
Leon: What?
Mac: Ha! I win!
Leon: What do you mean, you win?
Mac: What were we arguing about?
Leon: Huh?
Mac: Well?
Leon: Uh…*confused* I don’t know.
Mac: Have some champeign, you’ll feel better.
Leon: *wanders off, still confused*
Spike: *walking up with his infamous crumpled cigarette* Nice party.
Mac: I try. At least the food doesn’t come out of styrofome.
Spike: Yup, finally some protein.
Lady: And from the looks of it, you could use some.
Spike: What’s that supposed to mean?
Lady: *Leans against Dante* I like my men with muscle.
Mac: *Evil glare* I shouldn’t have invited her.
Spike: whatever.
Ed: MYAAA! *running around with arms outstretched*
Faye: why is Ed here?
Ed: Faye-Faye!
Faye: grrr, What!
Ed: *big grin* Ed found yummy yummy fizzy drink! (hic) *falls over*
Everyone: O.O …
Mac: okaaay…I hope she left some fizzy drink for the rest of us.
Lady: that’s a girl?
Seph: I think I need another drink.
Mac: I didn’t expect you to be the drunk one at this party.
Seph: I need to be drunk to tolerate this much insanity in one night. *walks off*
(Later that night. Everyone counts down to midnight- Vincent: Where’s my cape? - and then fireworks. Four hours later, everyone is leaving in taxis – Mac: No, really Dante, you’re too drunk to drive. – and Mac, PFf, and the usual gang are left in the trashed backyard.)
PFf: Wow, that was a great party!
Mac: Yeah, but I’m so tired, I feel like I’ve been at two!
PFf: Did you ever get that midnight kiss?
Mac: no, and it makes me feel like my life is almost as bad as Aargons!
PFf: Too bad he wasn’t here.
Mac: Well, he and Blair had a big night planned.
Seph: Hey, Mac.
Mac: What?
Seph: I know it’s late but…*grabs Mac and gives her a kiss worthy of one of her other stories*
PFf: O.O *blush*
Mac: *after quite a while in that embrace* …wow…how drunk are you?
Seph: Not as drunk as you would expect.
Mac: Well then, I guess all this time living here has had an effect on you.
Seph: I blame those damn stories of yours. *walks off*
PFf: Wow, that was unexpected.
Mac: …
PFf: …Mac?
Mac: …Woo! *jumps up* There is a God!
PFf: I guess that means it was good.
Mac: Let me just say, his lips are as soft as they look…and all that pent up tension is put to good use.
PFf: *laughs*