I Am Sparticus
Pairing: Cid/Vincent
Rating: PG-13: for mild swearing and ½ nudity, some male/male snuggling
E-mail: dark_gambit_16@hotmail.com
Summary: One rainy afternoon….
Disclaimer: I don't own FF7 or their characters, nor do I own Comedy Central in any case, so don't sue I am broke.
It had only been two years since our hero, Cloud Strife, destroyed Sephiroth. Only two months ago, it had been raining, storming, and down pouring (no rhyme intended) everywhere: the atmosphere's solution to 'healing'. Avalanche was living in a mansion in the middle of a forest surrounding Kalm, it had just sprung up when the Lifestream saved the planet. Right now, they were enjoying the spring weather, and their days off, out on the porch. Cid, Vincent, and Tifa were drinking tea; Yuffie was huddled in many blankets with Aeris (yes, she was resurrected) on the swing seat; Barret, Marlene, and Cait Sith were playing cards (go fish); and Nanaki was conversing with Cid, Vincent, and Tifa.
All of a sudden, Cloud bursts out holding one Gil, "I will give anyone, a gil,to run around with their shirt tied around their neck, screaming at the top of their lungs, 'I am Sparticus!'" He said in an English accent. They all stared at him for a minute and as one, "Ugh. Monty Python."( Obviously, they didn't realize that Cloud had been watching Comedy Central all day in his and Tifa's room.
Vincent (sans cape and bandanna) arched an eyebrow, "A gil you say?" Cloud grinned lecherously at Vincent, "Why yes…I do."
Cid stood up, "Don't. You. Even. Think. About. It. Vince." He said through clenched teeth.
Vincent's lips pursed, and while still looking at Cid, "Know what Cloud? I'll take you up on that offer." So without further ado, Vincent stood up, took off his shirt, tied it around his neck and ran out in the rain screaming, "I AM SPARTICUS! I AM SPARTICUS!"
Cid ran out and grabbed Vince around the waist and took him to their room. While Vincent took the shirt off his neck, Cid shut the door. His head made a muffled thump as it hit the door, "What the hell were you thinking? You know that your health isn't all that great and you go gallivanting around in the rain with no shirt or coat on. What if you got pneumonia, then where would I be?"
Vince wrapped his arm around Cid's waist from behind and kissed his shoulder blade, "Nursing your beloved back to perfect health."
Cid turned around and leaned his forehead on Vincent's, "I'm gonna cry."
"Don't. 'Cause then Tifa will come up here and beat me up, and I want to have my way with you, dammit. Then where will I be?"
"Nursing my beloved back to perfect health?"
"I have taught you well grasshopper." Vincent said in a sage-like voice. "Love you Sydney."
"You are the only one who can say my name and make it sound good."
"Well, I've been screaming it for the past couple years now, and if you haven't heard it already from me, then I fear there must be something wrong with your hearing."
"There is nothing wrong with my perfect hearing. Just to prove it to you, I think we should try it out more."
"You sure?"
"Positive."
"Only fools are positive, Sydney."
"You sure?" Asked Cid, he grinned and pushed him onto their bed.
Vincent grinned back, "Positive, Sydney."
"Love ya."
"I Love you too."
The End
Or is it? Hmm, the world may never know.
Don't get me wrong, I LOVE Monty Python, but it just fit in well with the story.
Pairing: Cid/Vincent
Rating: PG-13: for mild swearing and ½ nudity, some male/male snuggling
E-mail: dark_gambit_16@hotmail.com
Summary: One rainy afternoon….
Disclaimer: I don't own FF7 or their characters, nor do I own Comedy Central in any case, so don't sue I am broke.
It had only been two years since our hero, Cloud Strife, destroyed Sephiroth. Only two months ago, it had been raining, storming, and down pouring (no rhyme intended) everywhere: the atmosphere's solution to 'healing'. Avalanche was living in a mansion in the middle of a forest surrounding Kalm, it had just sprung up when the Lifestream saved the planet. Right now, they were enjoying the spring weather, and their days off, out on the porch. Cid, Vincent, and Tifa were drinking tea; Yuffie was huddled in many blankets with Aeris (yes, she was resurrected) on the swing seat; Barret, Marlene, and Cait Sith were playing cards (go fish); and Nanaki was conversing with Cid, Vincent, and Tifa.
All of a sudden, Cloud bursts out holding one Gil, "I will give anyone, a gil,to run around with their shirt tied around their neck, screaming at the top of their lungs, 'I am Sparticus!'" He said in an English accent. They all stared at him for a minute and as one, "Ugh. Monty Python."( Obviously, they didn't realize that Cloud had been watching Comedy Central all day in his and Tifa's room.
Vincent (sans cape and bandanna) arched an eyebrow, "A gil you say?" Cloud grinned lecherously at Vincent, "Why yes…I do."
Cid stood up, "Don't. You. Even. Think. About. It. Vince." He said through clenched teeth.
Vincent's lips pursed, and while still looking at Cid, "Know what Cloud? I'll take you up on that offer." So without further ado, Vincent stood up, took off his shirt, tied it around his neck and ran out in the rain screaming, "I AM SPARTICUS! I AM SPARTICUS!"
Cid ran out and grabbed Vince around the waist and took him to their room. While Vincent took the shirt off his neck, Cid shut the door. His head made a muffled thump as it hit the door, "What the hell were you thinking? You know that your health isn't all that great and you go gallivanting around in the rain with no shirt or coat on. What if you got pneumonia, then where would I be?"
Vince wrapped his arm around Cid's waist from behind and kissed his shoulder blade, "Nursing your beloved back to perfect health."
Cid turned around and leaned his forehead on Vincent's, "I'm gonna cry."
"Don't. 'Cause then Tifa will come up here and beat me up, and I want to have my way with you, dammit. Then where will I be?"
"Nursing my beloved back to perfect health?"
"I have taught you well grasshopper." Vincent said in a sage-like voice. "Love you Sydney."
"You are the only one who can say my name and make it sound good."
"Well, I've been screaming it for the past couple years now, and if you haven't heard it already from me, then I fear there must be something wrong with your hearing."
"There is nothing wrong with my perfect hearing. Just to prove it to you, I think we should try it out more."
"You sure?"
"Positive."
"Only fools are positive, Sydney."
"You sure?" Asked Cid, he grinned and pushed him onto their bed.
Vincent grinned back, "Positive, Sydney."
"Love ya."
"I Love you too."
The End
Or is it? Hmm, the world may never know.
Don't get me wrong, I LOVE Monty Python, but it just fit in well with the story.