So one October I decided to poke around Merriam-Webster Online and during my little adventure I discovered their "Word of the Day" feature. Just for the hell of it I copied down all 31 words to use as prompts for some Cid and Leon drabbles. Someone needs to tell that Cid exists, dammit.

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Vernissage

"No, no, that'snot it."

Leon tapped his finger on the wooden table, brow creasing around the long scar above his nose. Squinting was starting to hurt. He thought a garden was a pretty good guess, too.

"S'too modern," Cid said. "Tha'sall. Gots all those fucking colors, likesa rainbow went an' had a piss on it."

"Actually, I think it looks kind of impressionistic."

Cid leaned back so far in the chair that Leon was afraid he was going to fall over. Cid effortlessly kept his heavy body balanced on the chair that was now standing on two legs as he rubbed his grizzled chin.

Leon tried tilting his head one way, then the other. It didn't help.

Then, Cid's face split into a wide grin.

"Got it," he said. "IgotitIgotit. Figured it out. Know what is?"

The old pilot spread his arms like he was getting ready to take off.

"Me!"

Leon considered. He tore his eyes from Aerith's painting and glanced at the bottle on the table. He decided that he was going to need a little alcohol to get through this after all.