Therapy for Cloud (and Sephy) By, Scitzo and Psyco

Disclaimer: Psyco: Doctor...in my dream the men chase me...with briefcases...and documents...that say I do not own Final Fantasy VII...OR Sephy-chan...Doctor. Can you help me? Doctor: I'm afraid not, Psyco. You don't own any of it. Not even Cloud. Psyco: NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

Prologue

Purely and totally evil. Cloud's so called "friends" were evvvviiiiiiillllllll. That's what he decided. Evil. Wicked. Malevolent. Malicious. Criminal. Immoral. He was standing in front of St. Goulyyard's Hospital for the Criminally and Perpetually Insane. Because his supposed "friends" told him to get "treatment" for his supposed "problems." Like he had "problems" just because Aeris ...was...sniffle...dead... Cloud burst into a hysterical fit of weeping, wailing and tearflow.

Meanwhile in his Doctor's office

She had a big...shiny...smile... Sephiroth would have liked her except she had this big...shiny...increasingly annoying...smile!!!!! She was very beautiful with soft shiny blond hair (not Chocobo yellow like...Clouds!!!) with reeeaaalllyyy big bright blue eyes. But that smile. shudder It looked like it belonged to an evil BarbieĀ®. shudder again She was insaine. Sephiroth smiled. An insane doctor. He could work with that. In the middle of their session he burst out into evil maniacal laughter.

"Good. Sephiroth. You're expressing your emotions without anger or malice! That's what I call progress!" his doctor said with her smile still plastered on her face.