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Starring: Aerith/Sephiroth

Author's Note: Before all you crazily obsessed shippers start bashing me you know that they would make a totally awesome tag team because nobody would ever see it coming.

Summary: A conversation between Mr. and Mrs. Boogieman.

_oO

"Excuse me. May I buy a flower?" (He asks, a little wearier then he really thought he'd be.)

"Do you know that in Wutai they say you're the boogieman?" (She replies, sounding well rested. Next time, he'd go first.)

"No. I was not aware." (Really, he doesn't care."

"It might explain all the Remnants you know, as all the monsters under the bed. It is the only logical way to correlate the two." (Something she is well aware of.)

"Then where, pray tell, does the Mrs. Boogieman come in?"

The grin was bright a quick to the raised eyebrow.

"At home, teaching the other little monsters how to be frightful and teach them how to play our game."

"Ah."

"I was getting worried – you were taking so long." (Incorporeal arms are wrapped around incorporeal torsos.)

"Thought I had forgotten about you?" (A smile is whispered into hair.)

"Of course not. Just like you know that even though I was surrounded by men, I would only let you kill me."

"As long as it stays that way."

"So how many did you get?"

"A few," (The reply is delicately shrugged.) "How many did you achieve in destroying?"

"A few," (The reply is given with a wink.) "Not as many as you though."

"Because you play with your food."

"Because I believe in quality over quantity."

"Very well."

"Not everyone slays on a physical battlefield. The mind is a fertile place to bend to a manipulator's will."

"The body many pleasing attributes to use."

"Hm, yet you had somebody whispering in your ear this time around?"

"That is true."

"And look at all the mayhem I caused – the Turks are all scrambled because Tseng fell in love with me, Zack did things the way he did near the end because he loved me, Cloud did whatever I told him to because he believed that he loved me – and then we he failed to rescue me he nearly took his own life in by descending into self destruction. Which, had it succeeded, would have taken out every member of AVALANCHE."

"He still died."

"That is true."

"Now what shall we do next?"

"Something cataclysmic, I think." (It was interesting to see "epic" defined in real life.)

"With martyrs? You do enjoy having people sacrifice themselves for nothing." (For the power of martyrdom had been interesting to witness.)

"It is amusing."

"I suppose we'll have to wait awhile, won't we?"

"Don't we always?"

"Do you have any suggestions for what we should do while we wait?"

"It's your turn."

"May I still purchase a flower?" (The question is asked with a raised eyebrow and lazy smirk.)

"That depends, what kind of flower would you like to buy?" (The answer is given with a naughty wink.)