Reno: What do you call that thing? oh disclaimer. Here it is. The One Ring Alchemist doesn't own me or my fellows the Turks, Shinra, anything to do with Final Fantasy VII, its logos, characters, and all that good stuff...zo to. And by the way, I'm the main character, as usual, in this charming story.

Elena: Yeah, of course. Charming. I call it: "Reno gets Chewed Out"

Reno: actually no... that's not what its about. And this is purely fictional. I've nothing to do with the fictional me in the story.

Elena: Yeah right. This was based off a true story the One Ring alchemist discovered.

Rude: Let's just start it, okay?


Chapitre 1: Pretty Degrading Reults


"Why did you answer 'yes' to number 5? And 6? And 18, 23, and 76? And how come your writing is sloppier than usual?"

Now he had done. He asked the question. I looked solemnly into his veiled eyes and sighed. "Rude," I said, "I took the test totally wasted."

His first response. "Oh." His second response. "On purpose?"

"NO, NOT ON PURPOSE! If I'd a known, I wouldn't have gotten stoned before coming, now would I?"

"Hmm…so you forgot. After all the times Tseng warned us of the test date."

"Yeah, yeah. So what? I didn't do too bad. And what's this test supposed to prove now, anyway?"

"Our status as Turks, Reno."

"Ohh….right. I knew that."

I suddenly got a great idea. Rude saw the look on my face and kind of grimaced; he'd seen the look before with my other brilliant ideas, but I knew this one would be different.

"Why don't we try to change my test score? I know where the files are kept."

"Just a second ago you were pleased with your score."

"Well that was a second ago. Stick to the times, man. We gotta go get it changed."

"Good luck."

"You can't be serious. Of course you're coming with me." He gave me his famous blank stare, and if "…." were a word, that's what he said just then. I headed off in the direction of the super secret filing cabinets, certain he would follow. When I looked back because I couldn't hear his footsteps, I saw he had been hindered by a certain blonde somebody that I just didn't want to see right now. Great…now Elena's involved.

"Rude, what are you doing talking to the enemy like that?" I asked when I had marched over to their spot of office space.

"Enemy? What're you talking about?" asked Elena. Rude shook his head.

"What have you told her? You spilled the whole story didn't you? You just couldn't keep it a secret that I was going to change my test scores. It was just too juicy to keep to yourself, huh, you big blabbermouth? Yeah, uh-huh-"

"RENO!" It appears Elena had been trying to stop me the entire time I was berating Rude. Oh no…

"I didn't tell her anything. You did. Just now. She just stopped me to ask…" began Rude.

"I asked him how his mother was doing. Don't get all huffed up about something he didn't do! That's not nice. But now I hear you're going to change your test score?" asked that little fruit.

I decided I'd made a fool of myself enough already. "I almost forgot. She's home from the hospital, right?"

"I asked you a question, Reno."

"And I asked Rude a question. Wait your turn."

"You can't change your test score. Speaking of the test, when I saw you that morning-"

"HOW IS SHE, RUDE?"

"She's fine," he replied meekly. Elena was fuming.

"Yesterday you were totally-"

"Stoned, I know, okay? That's why I have to change my test score."

"And just what were you doing right before the test?"

"I forgot about the test, Elena…" Okay, just leave me alone now.

"You have got to stop living the way you do. Half the time I can't even tell if you're sober."

"Who are you, my mother? I was at a party. Some guy in Sector 4 was throwing it: a friend of mine."

"You call a friend 'some guy'?"

"Whatever. You don't know him. We stayed up late and all that, and by time it was morning, I was lucky enough to remember the test. Boy was it hard."

"I'll bet. It's hard to think straight when your brain's soaked and destroyed by beer."

"Yeeah. Anyway, I'm going. If there's anything you want me to change on yours, let me know."

"I'm not a cheater."

Surprisingly though, she followed me all the way to the super secret room. I took notice of the lock; it needed a special key and probably a fingerprint or something. I slid my ID card through the slot but it wouldn't open. I look at Elena and she looked flustered.

"You really mean to do this? I mean, well, there are some things I'd like to change for my record…"

"I thought you got like a perfect score."

"Um well…"

"I'm not going to change three wrong answers out of a hundred."

"I missed more than that." Before I could answer, Rude was standing there and startled us both by saying, "Count me in."


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