Title: Blackmail

Subtitle: ringring

Chapter: 1 - oneshot

Summary: Cloud and a broken Fenrir

Pairing: none

Rating: T

Warnings: feminist Elena

A/N: Thanks to :devkilth: for ze plotbunny

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It was another day of delivering packages.

Not quite another day actually.

He had to deliver a package to the Turks, at Healing Lodge.

ASAP.

Yet there was a slight problem.

*vrmmvrmmmvrmmm pruttlepruttle… KABAF!*

Fenrir was broken.

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'Tifa! Tifa!'

'Tifa is in the kitchen, Denzel is upstairs and I'm having tea with Mr. Valentine and
Mr. Highwind. Would you mind NOT to scream. It's not polite.' Marlene sat on a few books at the table, having a tea party with Vincent and Cid. Cid stared at the kid, as if she was demonized.

Every time he scolded, she took an umbrella and smacked him on the head.

Every time she did so, Cid tried to hit her.

Every time Cid tried to hit her, Vincent aimed Death Penalty at him.

So Cid gave up.

'Do as she says man… she's evil!' Cid piped up, avoiding the umbrella but not Vincent's smack to the back of his head.

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'Tifa!'

'What is it Cloud?' She was busy cleaning and in the same time preparing dinner.

'Ehm.. Fenrir broke.' He looked like this little boy who's toy just got broken, complete with tears in his eyes and quivering lip.

'And? Have Cid repair her.' Tifa tried to ignore him.

'But… can't I lend your car?'

'My car? No. You use my car as you use Fenrir, thus you abuse my car. The last time you used her, you couldn't even get out of the street without bumping into a garbage can and almost knocking over that old lady from the corner.'

'Not even if I say "please"?'

Tifa gave him a stern look.

'I guess that's a no.'

He looked up, 'but what then? What do I have to use to deliver my packages?'

She handed him keys of Yuffie's vehicle of transportation, 'have fun.'

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Reno did his utmost best to contain his laughter.

'What the hell is that and what are you doing on it?' was all that came from Elena.

Tseng on the other hand had lost it and tried to hang on to the doorframe, loosing his posture.

Rude was pretty much the only one who remained normal. Or he was plotting?

Next to Rufus, who had raised a delicate brow.

Rufus smirked, 'I see business isn't going well? Did you have to sell Fenrir?'

He was pointing at the bicycle Cloud used for delivering packages now. It was pink, with a nice little basket full of flowers in the frond. A size too small for the tall man.

Cloud grumbled, 'no. Fenrir was broken. She's at the garage.'

'What is it with men and naming motorized vehicles? And what is it with men and saying their motorized vehicles are female?' That was typical something for Elena to say. Five men sighed in unison. Women, they just don't understand men and their manly urges.

'Feminist.' Reno muttered, 'you're just jealous nobody rides you.'

As Cloud threw them the package and bicycled away, Rude snapped a picture…

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