This would be a drabble but it's 370 words ^^' yeaahhh. A school assignment 'pick out a phrase and write two paragraphs on it'... I changed the names though because this is... I edited "The kid was a brat" and it's now... Oh and After Note but my mom made me rename 'Reno' 'Remo'... I wanted to go with 'Sinclair'... Apparently her only problem was 'Reno Nevada' ... O_o'
The Kids Are Brats
"Never again," Reno hissed through clenched teeth. Never again suckered into a bet Never again would he accept such a pretense of innocence. Never again would he join in on a tug-of-war. Never again would he look at Marlene and Denzel the same way. Never again would he wind up in a filthy mud puddle in a cow pasture at the outskirts of Twin Cities. Those devils had trumped him. Him, a Turk; it was blasphemy of the highest form! Not only had he lost, but his vanity had been drenched in murky brown mud. From his vivid red ponytail, to what had been his shiny black boots. Those children were not supposed to win against Turks. Turks in particular did not lose to the ones who donned matching evil Cheshire female half of the duo held out a flier. It fluttered tauntingly from Marlene's fingertips. He grimaced at the metaphorical salt being rubbed into his mangled pride.
"You said you would, your old enough." She said her braid bouncing as she nodded. Reno pulled a face at the smell of stale popcorn, and the taste of bitter humble pie. His right knee propelled him upwards, the mud dripped down his previously white dress shirt and his once navy blue blazer. Under narrow brows green eyes grimly looked into the brown ones of the short Denzel and the even shorter Marlene.
Denzel's young face glowed with triumph until he got a whiff of Reno's altered attire. The stench was so overpowering it put a damper on his glee. Even Marlene stepped back. The Turk then brought up a Cheshire grin of his own. "A costume change at once! Avast-" The devils shared a look at his poor choice of words. "-Ye minions then shall lead my way to the gay affair otherwise known as circus." When an elephant trumpeted suddenly; Reno's language became as the tents in front of them. He swallowed the remainder of his pride as he bowed to the inevitable, a Turk as a child minder. They may be midgets, nay brats, but he was still the Turk. The battle was lost, but the war could still be won.
I don't own Final Fantasy VII, Squeenix does. I am not Squeenix... I almost did this for Loveless but the idea of Reno losing a bet to people who aren't allowed to drink yet cracks me up... -.-' guess what? I'm allergic to mold... s'not fair. And yes what Reno says "avast" Technically means stop... I couldn't see him as one well versed in Pirotology. (ummm is it painfully obvious the prompt is what I was writing about?) Yes he lost a tug-of-war ^^