With it being the end of the week, it is now time to relax.  I had my therapy session this morning and I am now getting everything done on my list.  Besides that, this weekend is just going to be chill.

Today’s high is going to be 49 degrees and the silver lining is this weekend finally being here.

To those of you who are glad that it’s Friday, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.

 

*Shower walks over to a control pad with Squall*

Shower:  (How am I supposed to know what we’re supposed to do?  Even Headmaster Cid is clueless on this matter…)

*Squall gives Shower a similar frustrated expression*

*Shower and Squall both start pushing buttons*

Shower!  Are you sure that you know what you’re doing?

Rinoa:  I agree!  Have either of you operated this before?

Annie:  Y’all seem as clueless as a fish in the middle of a parched desert!

Irvine:  Yeah.  Are you sure about this?

Shower:  How am I supposed to know?  I really have no other choice!

Squall:  Would you prefer doing nothing as an alternative?

*just then, the room shakes*

Everyone: !!!?

*The enormous contraption starts to spin and move with newfound energy. Its gears rotate and generate a massive amount of energy. The platform rises high up into the headmaster’s office, to which they also catch him on it. All around them, a large barrier starts to form with the energy, and the Garden itself starts to rise from its foundation*

Shower:  The Missiles!!!!

Squall: Missiles incoming!!!

It can’t end like this!  NOOOOOO!!!!!

Rinoa: NO!!!

Annie:  Goodbye, y’all!  We all better say our prayers…

Irvine: No way!!!

*the missiles attack Garden’s location, but it’s already moved and survives the blasts around it forming a large rising cloud of smoke behind it from the explosions*

Phew!

Headmaster Cid: Shower and Squall, can you think of anything?

Shower:  (So now we’re the experts because we turned this garden on?  Nope!)

Squall: (…No!)

C’mon Shower!  Don’t just stand there!  Do something!

Rinoa: Squall, do something!

Annie:  Y’all better something ’cause we’re about to crash into this here town!

Irvine: We’re closing… Do something!

Shower:  (Again, why do you just think that Squall and I are the expert pilots when it comes to this contraption?)  DANG IT!!!

Squall: (…… How should I know!?) DAMN!

*Shower and Squall both mash buttons furiously*

What?!

Rinoa:  YES!!!

Annie:  Y’all did it!

Irvine:  Phew!

Headmaster Cid: “Yes! We’re turning!”

Hooray Shower!  Hooray Squall!  You did it!

Rinoa: Alright, Squall! You did it!  And thank you, too, Shower…

Annie:  Y’all…That was too close!

Irvine: That was a close one!

But look!  We’re about to crash into the sea!

Rinoa:  No!!!

Headmaster Cid: “Everybody hold onto something!”

*the Garden crashes into the water, but ends up floating like a boat*