Title: Brownies
Author: Aurora-Kayd
Beta: Point_Earedpain
Fandom/Pairing: FFVII (Sephiroth/Zack/Cloud)
Disclaimer: Owned by Squeenix.
Summary: Point gave me the prompt. Blame her. Never written Sephiroth before... Hopefully it's not too confusing as to whom is speaking. [All dialog fic, which I don't think violates #6 of what can't be posted, but do correct me if I'm wrong]
Warnings: Hints of slash and innuendo.
"Sir."
"Private."
"Where's Zack?"
"In the kitchen."
"You actually trust him in there?"
"Not usually. However–"
"I heard that. See if I share with either of you."
"You have flour in your hair. And brown stuff on your face."
"My kitchen better be clean when you're done, Fair."
"Relax, Seph. It'll be sparkling down to the last anal-retentive detail."
"I smell chocolate. What are you making?"
"My specialty! My world famous brownies!"
"It's the only thing he can cook."
"Sir! How dare you lie in front of an impressionable cadet. Think of the example you're setting."
"How am I lying?"
"I can also make chocolate chip pancakes."
"What about regular pancakes?"
"…Nope."
"It's an enigma. Can't do waffles either. You can still just barely see the scars on his hand from where the upper griddle fell on it."
"Really? Lemme see your hand, Zack."
"No! You two so don't get brownies. They're all mine. And I'm going to eat then in front of you and watch you suffer."
"The General started it. Can't I at least lick the spoon?"
"Oh that's not fair. No one can say no to the eye thing. Fine. Cloud can have the spoon."
"How generous of you."
"See, now you can't have the bowl."
"Woe is me; how ever will I redeem myself?"
"Ooh, snarky Seph. You much be craving chocolate-y goodness. You'll have to think of something good."
"I think I'll manage. Cloud, see if there's any left over chocolate and bring it to my room."
"Hmm, not a bad start. But you only have until the buzzer goes off. Burnt brownies are a sin against Bahamut."
"No time to waste then."
