A/N: This is my first attempt at a humour fic, so don't throw rotten fruit at me if it's bad. If you need the disclaimer, it's on my profile page.
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Yuffie Kisaragi was a ninja. To be precise, she was a playful ninja. To be more precise, she was a playful, childlike ninja. Unfortunately for her flatmate- and fellow saviour of the world, three times- Vincent Valentine, her playful, childish nature often caused her to pull pranks on him. So far, she had successfully driven him to the edge of his sanity, and sometimes even further, as his three personal psychiatrists could attest to.
Today, however, Yuffie was going to play for keeps. If this prank succeeded, she would officially be the greatest prankster on the planet. Clutching the mask she had bought, Yuffie crept over to the couch where Vincent was taking his regular afternoon nap. He was a fairly sound sleeper, but no matter what, if his phone went off, he was always awake and looking for it quickly. Removing his phone from his pocket, Yuffie quickly switched it on, before sending the song she needed for her prank to his phone, then setting it as his ringtone.
She then put the phone under the pillow he had put on the couch, before leaving the room to put on the mask she had bought and prepare for the 'prank of the century', as she put it. Flipping her own phone open, Yuffie dialled Vincent's number, smirking as she listened to the opening bars of 'ABC' by The Jackson 5 floated through the house at maximum volume-another mercy, as Vincent had yet to figure out how to set his phone on silent, or even change the speaker volume.
"Damn phone." Vincent grumbled as he searched his trouser pockets for his phone.
"Ah hee hee hee!"
"Holy and Meteor!" Vincent jumped off the couch so fast he nearly broke the sound barrier, as the door flew open, revealing what appeared to be Michael Jackson's ghost. Finally locating his phone, he switched it off, as Yuffie pulled the mask off, laughing hysterically. Vincent looked at her, as though he was deciding what to do next, before finally smirking at her. Yuffie's eyes went wide-Vincent never smiled, much less smirked, at her pranks. Most times, he just pulled out his phone, and called one of his psychiatrists. The reason behind his sudden smirk was revealed to her soon, however.
"Beat It."
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A/N: Well, that chapter ended up shorter than I expected. Next chapter should be longer, though. Hope it wasn't too boring.*pauses to dodge flying cucumber thrown by Vincent* Oh, what's your problem?
Vincent: The fact that I am being tortured in this.
Me: Look on the bright side, the next chapter will not feature you in it.
Vincent: I get a break from this then?
Me: Yes. Now stop whining.
Vincent: Good. Then if you'll excuse me, I'm off to meet Nanaki just now.
Me: Must...resist...
Vincent: What are you talking about?
Me: I'm getting the sudden urge to write a romance fic between you and Nanaki.
Vincent:*pulls out Death Penalty* Don't even dare.
Yuffie: Yeah. Vinnie's my man!
Me:-_-
Vincent:*facepalms, then turns and walks away*
Yuffie: I will not be denied!*chases after Vincent*
Me: Um... okay? Anyway, you've already read it, so all that's left is to review my story! Go on, you know you want to. Besides, I'm using the reviews to feed Vincent and Sephiroth. Please don't starve them!