Little Sephiroth: Chp 3
Sephiroth and Zack marched out of the building together and Zack breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alright. We got out of there safely", he said. "Now, which way was it to that shop?".
Sephiroth grinned and pointed at the cars that zoomed past the building.
"I like that red car!", said Sephiroth excitedly.
"So do I", Zack said. "So, you ready to walk to that junk shop now?".
Sephiroth childishly shook his head, crossed his arms, and blew a raspberry at Zack.
"No! I'm hungry! I want ice cream!", whined Sephiroth. Zack looked around, but there were no ice cream shops or trucks nearby. He decided to go with the next best thing.
"How about we buy you a hamburger instead?", Zack asked happily. Sephiroth grinned.
"A moogle meal? From McChocobos?", he asked hopefully.
"Yes", Zack replied. "But you must promise to go with me to the junk shop afterwards, ok?".
"Okie dokie!", Sephiroth said cheerfully with a mock salute.
All seemed well until they came to a street corner. Zack casually crossed over to the other side, but sensed that Sephiroth was not following him. He turned around, and sure enough, Sephiroth was still on the other side of the street looking distressed.
"What's wrong?", Zack asked.
Sephiroth innocently held out his hand. He could not cross the street without holding the hand of an adult.
"Oh yeah. The hand-holding thing", said Zack. Zack took his hand and guided him across the street. Sephiroth childishly jumped up and down and cheered when they reached the other side.
A few blocks (and street-crossings) later, they reached McChocobos. Zack was thankful that the fast food restaurant was nearly empty. They walked inside and up to the cash register.
"Welcome to McChocobos", the man in the chocobo hat said flatly. "May I take your order?".
"Okay, Seph. What do you want to eat?", asked Zack. Sephiroth thought for a moment.
"Moogle meal! Moogle meal! Moogle meal!", cheered Sephiroth. The few people that were there stared at him strangely. The toughest guy in the Shinra army ordering a meal meant for a child?
"Um…that would be one moogle meal. Anything else, sir?", the cashier asked, pushing a button on the cash register.
"Zack doesn't get anything! He's a loser!", Sephiroth shouted. Zack laughed nervously.
"Nothing for me", Zack said sadly.
"Alright", the cashier replied. "That would be 200 gil, please".
Zack handed him the money and they sat down at a table in the corner of the restaurant. Sephiroth laughed happily and began to play with his food. He was making a mess on the table with the ketchup and mustard.
"I'll go get some napkins for you", Zack said.
Zack left the table to get napkins and Sephiroth smiled evilly. He picked up his cheeseburger and stuck it to the back of Zack's pants.
"What the?", Zack said. He turned his head and saw the burger stuck to the seat ofhis pants.
"It's a Zack burger!", Sephiroth laughed.
Zack sighed and walked to the bathroom to wash up. The man that was currently washing his hands in the bathroom stared at Zack.
"What? Never seen a man with ketchup on the back of his pants before?", Zack asked.
Zack could have sworn he heard the man mumble the word 'freak' as he left the room. He sighed again. He knew he probably deserved it. Why did he not listen to Hojo and keep his hands to himself? When Zack walked out of the bathroom, he was hit in the face with squirt of soda.
"I got 'im!", Sephiroth said. "Alright!".
Sephiroth was using the squirt toy (shaped like a chocobo) he received in his moogle meal to squirt soda. It seemed fun to him because nobody would complain or yell at him. They were all too afraid of him. Sephiroth squirt more soda at Zack.
"Hey! If you don't stop squirting that soda, I won't buy you anymore treats", Zack threatened.
Sephiroth quickly lowered the toy. "I'll be good!", he blurted.
"Alright, then. Are you done with your fries?", Zack asked. Sephiroth nodded. "Good boy. Now let's get a move on".
The silver-haired general vigorously shook his head.
"What do you mean 'no'? The agreement was to go to the junk shop after you're done eating", Zack argued.
"I gotta go to the bathroom!", Sephiroth whined.
"Oh! Go ahead", Zack said.
Sephiroth nodded and ran into the little boy's room. While Sephiroth was away, Zack tried to clean the table up the best he could. Sephiroth had drawn cute little stick figures of himself and Zack on the table with ketchup and mustard.
"Zack?", Sephiroth whispered from behind Zack.
Zack turned around and his eyes opened wide in shock. Sephiroth had left the bathroom with his pants down at his ankles. Luckily, he still had his boxers on.
"What the heck do you think you're doing with your pants down! Pull them back up!", Zack shouted in shock.
Tears came to Sephiroth's eyes.
"I…I don't know how to use the zipper…or the buttons…", he sobbed.
Zack pulled Sephiroth's pants up and received more odd stares from people.
"What? Never seen a man pull up another man's pants before?", Zack asked innocently. He simply shrugged it off. Sephiroth's pants seemed abnormally wet.
"Oh, please don't tell me you wet your pants", Zack whispered to Sephiroth. Sephiroth shook his head.
"I wanted to see how many napkins it took to suck up all the water in the toilet. It took eleven-ty twelve napkins! So, I flushed them and the water spilled out of the toilet. It was cool!", giggled Sephiroth.
Zack slapped his forehead. He grabbed Sephiroth's hand and pulled him out of McChocobos as fast as he could. Zack was not going to be able to return there for a long, long time.
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A/N: I really enjoy writing this fic. I'll be really sad when it has to end, but Seph has to become an adult sometime! Thanks for the reviews! Chp.4 is on it's way!