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WARNING! WARNING! This fic will contain massive OOC! And DDR, cannot forget the ever godly DDR! ^_^'

Dance Dance Revolution: The Support Group

"It was no ordinary tournament. If it were a test of swordsmanship, I would have won but it was not. It was a Dance Dance Revolution Tournament, a game of skill that I had recently taken up on a dare. My name is Squall and I am addicted to Dance Dance Revolution."

"Hi Squall." The eighteen other people in the room called to him.

There were many people in the room that day. Each from their own respected planets and colonies. What had brought them all together? Dance Dance Revolution, the highly addictive dancing video game. There were nineteen people from various different worlds in attendance. The cocky Cloud Strife attended as is the ever stoic Squall Leonhart. Among the others were an ever-angry Legolas at losing in the first round and the authoress Jayde Summers along with them.

"We all got addicted to the game," Jay began. "We pumped all that money into the game to improve our skills in the hoping of winning the top prize but it was a bumbling Galbadian idiot who won! Damn you Laguna!" she screamed.

"Well it's not my fault God graced me with these good womany looks and great physique." Laguna defended. "I have the grace of a ballerina." He said while donning a pink tutu.

"He cheated!" Legolas accused.

"He'd hog the machine for hours at a time!" Link, the Hero of Time added.

"He wouldn't give anyone else a chance!" Duo Maxwell chimed in.

"ENOUGH!" screamed Tifa Lockheart. "If anyone should be accused of hogging the DDR machine it should be Heero Yuy!"

"Me?" Heero pointed an innocent finger at himself. "Would I do a thing like that?"

"In a word, HAI!" a dispondant Locke Cole shouted from the back.

"You foolish people…"Melbu Frahma grumbled, "the real DDR hog is her." He says as he points a finger at the authoress.

Jay pouts as she pulls out her trusty baka mallet. "Care to repeat that before I go Meru on your sorry ass?" she growls.

Melbu laughs at the feebles authoress. "Foolish child! You think you can beat me?"

"At Kick the Can? HELL YEAH!" Boomed the ever-energetic Sabin "the sexy fighter bitch" Figaro.

"Bets anyone?" Mutters the authoress.

Nineteen people quickly draw their weapons. Gundams, Gunblade's and Buster Swords alike. The eighteen people who are supposed to talk about their problems end up trying to kill each.

--- ONE HOUR LATER ---

"Does everyone feel better now?" the courageous authoress asks after casting multiple Final Bursts on everyone in attendance.

The eighteen DDR freaks all moaned in pain as the authoress had beaten some sense into their meager brains in less than an hour.

Ack! So sue me, I was bored! It was a Sunday night and I was sitting in a bowling alley. ^^ Hope you all enjoyed my support group.