She let a smile linger while fingering the frayed tongue of her left sneaker. Contrary to what one might think they didn't smell. Not in the slightest. She wasn't sure how to feel about the fact as without stinky feet she lost that extra way to torment someone should she ever decide to do it that way. It was possible. Anything was possible. There would be consequences for it though so thinking it through again perhaps it was a good thing.
But back to the shoes.
They were cool. They'd seen many things. They'd seen the nose of Sephiroth squashed beneath their sturdy soles. Okay, okay, that wouldn't have happened even if she'd worn a D-cup bra with suspenders, was always in danger of flashing someone with her too short skirt, and went by the name of Tifa. Not that she had anything against Tifa's dress sense.
But… back to the shoes!
They held just about as many memories as her first shuriken all rusted up and screwed to the wall as a reminder. Orange was just such a rad color to save the world in. Orange and green. Like a carrot. Carrots could be considered badass. They help you see in the dark and whatnot. Keep you healthy. Carrots are good.
The shoes.
She'd replaced them for knee-high boots now. They were just a tic more practical. Like travelling through nasty swamp water for instance! Boots would protect her from all the eely things and diseases rather than just squelch around and become lodged under a rock. That could happen with a boot too. Bad example.
She'd become so much more graceful any way, she'd simply do a back flip over the whole of the swamp and be done with it.
"Yuffie, are you ready?"
"Oh. Yeah!" She gave her sneaker one last little touch before shoving it back under her bed. She shouldered her bag with the best of her possessions/materia (sorry shoes) and trotted out of the room. She slid the paper door shut and turned to her red cloaked companion.
"To wherever the road may take us, hm, Vinnie?"
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a/n: I was rooting through livejournal coms for ideas. I just wanted to write something short and sweet before I had to go home. This is inspired by the 31 days com for July 4th "new ways, old things" I'd post there but as I've said before I'm just not cut out for livejournal, so this'll have to do.
I didn't include this in my yuffentine shorts because it isn't strictly yuffentine. could just be a general friendship fic. and it's yuffie-centric anyway.