Sephiroth hated paperwork—really hated it. So far he had a stack of files that was now teetering dangerously on his desk. As more and more of the dreaded papers made their way into his office, he had to make a new stack so he didn't wind up covered in the dreaded work. There was a knock on the door, and the General had to refrain from slamming his face on his desk. "Enter," he called. Angeal came through the door, and Sephiroth was relieved—though momentarily. He took in what the man was holding. A file. Another file to add to hid growing pile.
"Hey Seph, I've got this new Cadet's file that you may want to take a look at," Angeal said as he made his way over to the man's desk. Sephiroth could feel his eye twitch as he thought of the prospect of yet another file to go through. He held up his index finger, and Angeal obliged, standing in front of the desk, holding the file. Sephiroth reached under the desk, pulling out his small waste bin, slamming it onto the desk's surface. Angeal just stood there, wondering if Sephiroth had gone mad. "Uhm, Sephiroth? What are you—?" He was silenced by the General's finger again as Sephiroth rooted around in his desk drawers.
Finally, Sephiroth found what he was looking for, and he placed his haul on the desk. A sheet of paper, a permanent marker, and some masking tape. His eye still twitching, Sephiroth tore the sheet of paper in half, on one sheet writing "IN" and on the other, he wrote, "Out, please place all files in the IN-Box." Grinning, he taped the IN sign to the trashcan and yanked the file from Angeal's hand, tossing it into the trash. Sephiroth grabbed the tape from his desk and tacked up the other sign on his door. Dumbfounded by his friend's odd behavior, Angeal followed him out of the office.
Once the door was shut, Sephiroth turned to Angeal. "Have I ever told you how much I hate paperwork?"
Angeal just shook his head, laughing.
A/N: Here's a little drabble I came up with while writing for my other fic The Puppy. Hope you enjoyed. Remember to leave some love. -Ales