Title: Poetry

Rating: PG-13 ANNNNNNNNNND WE'RE BACK WITH THE TEEN STUFF! XD

Pairing(s): None. Didn't think an actual paring was good for this one.

Word Count: 2,063

Warning(s): Um… I'm not sure…. A curse that appears every-so-often… that's about it.

Summary: The Feather Boys listen to the inner workings of other's souls.

Dedication: To all my poets out there whom I'm putting to shame with this fic. XD

A/N: Whoo! Now it's poetry time! This one is a bit… weird…. I'm not sure where this idea came from but…. It's here so what can I do? There's another Guest Star in this one. I don't know if it was a good idea to put him in here. I'm sure if he ever gets to read this, he'll want to kill me but oh well!! Enjoy!

Poetry

It's Open-Mic-Night at the Mango Tango Rango and the Feather Boys decided to drop by. Zack feels somewhat passionate towards people's work of art. Cloud, however, feels that it's a bunch of sentimental crap and should be kept in secret. Does this mean that this will be a night of utter chaos? You bet your ass it will!

Zack: OOOooOOOOooo!! Cloud, let's go in here!! :grins:

Cloud: :raises an eyebrow: Why?

Zack: It's Open Mic Night!! :silly smile:

Cloud: You do realize Mike is spelled "M-I-K-E" don't you?

Zack: I know how to spell Mic! :shakes fist:

Cloud: Sure you do… -.-"

Zack: Be quiet and just come inside! :opens the door:

Cloud: :naughty thoughts plaguing his mind: O.o

Zack: Dude, why are you so red?

Cloud: Oh, no reason! :nervous laugh:

Zack: :blink blink: Okay!! :sweet smile:

Cloud: Phew!

The Feather Boys are finally inside the club and are seated right in the front to get the perfect view. The poetry readings are just about to start and everyone has fallen silent… everyone except a certain noisy, blue-eyed, spiky-headed man.

Zack: Psst! I think she's talking about you, Cloud.

Cloud: :twitch: She is not!

Zack: Then whom could she possibly be talking about? :hand on chin:

Cloud: Gee, I don't know. Could it possibly be the man who's humming to himself, moving around in his seat as if something were climbing up his shorts, and asking "When's the show gonna start?" every FIVE SECONDS!? :vein pops:

Zack: Man, that's annoying. They should really kick that guy out. :hums to himself whilst shifting in his seat: So, when's the show gonna start?

Cloud: -.-" I should have stayed home today.

Zack: But then you wouldn't be able to enjoy my wonderful presence. :grins:

Cloud: :mumbles: That's the point…

Zack: Hmm? What about your joints?

Cloud: They are more sore than usual.

Zack: That's too bad… OLD MAN!! :points and laughs obnoxiously:

Cloud: Please! Someone! Anyone! Take me out of my misery! :slams head against table:

Zack: Hey, Cloud? You shouldn't do that in public. You're disturbing the other people. Plus, you're killing your brain cells.

Cloud: :glares at Zack: I'M disturbing the othe- oh never mind! :sighs: I hope I kill enough brain cells to end up in a coma.

Zack: :pats Cloud on the back: Ah! Teenage angst! I'm glad I don't have to go through that again. :teary eyes:

Cloud: :slams head once more on table:

:ahem: Anyway, the lights go dim and the stage's curtain opens to reveal the first person to recite their poem.

Random Guy #1: My Corn Cereal. So sweet and buttery. Melts in my mouth and flows down to my stomach! How I long to wake each morning to feel the sweet sensation of such pureness in my belly. The mere sight of it makes me-

Zack: HURL!! Come on! You're putting me to sleep here! :yawns:

Cloud: Zack! Be quiet! That's rude!

Zack: What's rude is that this bonehead has no sympathy for the innocent lives that's being taken from his so-called poetry! :scoffs:

Random Guy #1: Well, I've never! :marches off the stage:

Zack: Well, now you have. :smirks:

Cloud: :pinches Zack:

Zack: Ow! Why'd you do that?

Cloud: Why do you think? If you want to stay here then behave!

Zack: Behave? :pouts: That's so boring…

Cloud: I mean it!! :hisses:

Zack: :sighs: Fine…. :mumbles: Mr. Poopyhead…

Cloud: :glares:

After a few more minutes of noisy chatter, the next person takes their place on the stage. It was a girl of elegant beauty. One could tell she knew what was what in the world by the dignified look in her eyes.

Random Girl #1:Springtime is such a blessing. The way the flowers bloom and the birds sing heavenly tunes. The tress being green and the children playing on the scene. The sky shines a perfect blue while the clouds make me-

Zack: SPEW! No offense, Cloud.

Cloud: None taken. -.-"

Zack: My Odin! Someone get this girl off the stage already! I can't take any more of this rhyming!

Random Girl #1: Oh! How dare you!?

Zack: I dare because-

Cloud: He doesn't know the difference between what to say and what not.

Zack: No… because I have no sense of morality what so ever.

Cloud: I think it's because you have too much morality.

Zack: Shut up! No one is talking to you, Cloud. :narrows eyes:

Cloud: :snickers:

Zack: Anyway, back to me being a critic. You have the look. Trust me. You are smoking hot! :winks:

Cloud: :gags:

Zack: But you simply lack the talent. I mean come on! Only little kids use rhyming words in their poetry. You just don't do it for me. :waves hand in dismissal:

Random Girl #1: :cries: You asshole! :runs off stage blubbering:

Zack: :sighs: I'm such a heartbreaker but what can I do when I look this good? :grins:

Cloud: Conceited prick…

Zack: Jealous much? :smirks:

Cloud: :pours glass of water on Zack:

Zack: I see. You just wanted to see how I looked like with my hair wet. I don't blame you. :strikes a pose whilst chuckling:

Cloud: Why am I here again? :sighs in defeat:

Next up… we have someone very special. He's made appearances at the Mango Tango Rango in the past and he's here once again to bare his soul. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you… :drum roll: Vincent Valentine!! (How is Vincent here when he's supposed to be asleep in the Shinra Mansion? I have no idea… I'll let you guys figure that one out. XD)

Vincent: Darkness surrounding every corner. My soul burning to be set free. I lost the will and power to liberate myself. It is here, in this Shadowy Realm, I can no longer find my harmony. I'm lost inside this nothingness, wishing for it all to end. My eyes glowing-

Zack: YOU EMO BASTARD!!

Cloud: :chokes on bread:

Zack: Hey! Mr. Gloom and Doom, how about taking real lessons on poetry and stop trying to get sympathy from your many fangirls!

Vincent: :twitches: If I don't give the fans what they want, how am I to be honored and worshiped?

Rabid Fangirls: OH! VINCENT!! WE LOVE YOU!! DON'T FEEL SO SAD!!

Vincent: :points: You see? It's like they are begging for me to be Emo. :goes Shakespeare on everyone's ass:

Zack: I rather eat my own vomit than listen to any more of this crap. :rolls eyes:

Vincent: :snaps, taking out rifle and starts shooting at Zack:

Zack: :dodges each one, landing in an awkward position: Bloody hell!! Are you insane?

Vincent: :hides straightjacket:

Zack: What are you doing opening fire here? You could have killed someone!! :rage:

Cloud: :holds up bread full of holes: He killed my snack. T.T

Vincent: I was aiming at your knuckleheaded friend.

Cloud: Well, you missed! :whimpers: And he's not my friend!

Zack: Cloud, shouldn't you be on my side?

Cloud: No.

Zack: :weeps: You're just as bad as his poetry!

Vincent: :foams at the mouth: IF YOU THINK YOU CAN DO A BETTER JOB THEN WHY DON'T YOU COME UP HERE AND RECITE POETRY YOURSELF!!

Zack: Fine! I will!! As soon as Cloud goes! :nods:

Cloud: :stops crying: What?

Cloud is then forced onto the stage and has the microphone placed in front of him. The poor blonde tries to get away but is stopped dead in his tracks by the gorgeous Zack. Apparently, it's Cloud's turn to show his inner demons.

Cloud: I don't want to do this.

Zack: Too bad. You're not leaving until you do. :mischievous grin:

Cloud: I don't even like poetry! :flailing arms:

Vincent: Come on, Chocoboy. Show us what you got. :smirks: (This line is for you, Nicole! XD)

Cloud: :twitch: You all suck.

Zack: I'm sure most people are aware of that by now. Just get on with the poem.

He lets out an exasperated sigh and begins with his humiliating task.

Cloud: Roses are red. Violets are blue. Poetry makes me puke and have anal leakage too.

Entire Crowd: :deadly silence:

Cloud: Buttheads… :begins to walk off stage when finally taken out of the rest of the story: WAIT!! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!! I HAVE A CONTRACT!! :vanishes:

Vincent: O.O Can she really do that?

Zack: :nods: Yes… yes she can…

With Cloud (that wet blanket) out of the way, Vincent turns his attention to Zack to see what kind of poem the doo-doo head had up his sleeve.

Vincent: Well?

Zack: Well, what?

Vincent: Don't you have anything to perform? :waits patiently:

Zack: Uhhhh…. Yeah… of course I do… :cough:

Vincent: Then get up there and say it already! :losing patience:

Zack: Okay… I will…WHAT'S THAT!? :points dramatically:

Vincent: :turns head: What? :pie to the face:

Zack: :flees like a bird:

Vincent: DAMN YOU ZACK FAIR!! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU'RE GONNA WISH YOU WERE LOST IN A POOL OF DESPAIR!!

Random Guy #2: Is that Vincent with cream on his face?

Random Girl #2: It is! OMG!! How kawaii!! :squeals: Come here, Vinny. I'll take it off for you. :winks:

Random Guy #2: Hell no! I want to lick it off his face! :drools:

Random Girl #3: There's no way you are touching my Honey Cakes!! :foams:

Random Girl #4: What do you mean he's YOUR "Honey Cakes?" He's MY Cookie Lips!!

Group of People: :tangled up in smoke: FIGHT FIGHT BITCH FIGHT!

Vincent: O.o Oh my… :runs away:

Rabid Fan People: HE'S LEAVING! QUICK! AFTER HIM!! :in pursuit:

Vincent: ZACK, I'LL KILL YOU ONCE I GET RID OF THIS HORDE OF PSYCHOTIC APES!! :running for dear life:

Rabid Fan People: VINCENT!! COME BACK!! LET US LOVE YOU!! :heart heart:

Zack: :comes out from hiding inside a sewer pipe: Is he gone? :looks around: Whew! He's not here. I guess I'll live for now.

Zack makes his way home, humming the same tune from the club, when he suddenly hears someone calling his name.

Zack: Huh?

Random Girl #5: Isn't that Zack covered with bodily wastes?

Random Guy #3: Holy crap! It is!

Rabid Fan People: WE WANT SMELLY ZACK!! LET'S GET HIM!! :raging fans trying to get a piece of Zack:

Zack: Oh shit! Not again!! :runs for his life: AHHHHHHHHH!!

Thus, ended the bizarre trip to the Mango Tango Rango. I think everything went well, don't you?

Rabid Fan People: GIVE US YOUR BLOOD!!

Zack: Quit making my life hell and save me!! T.T Cloud!! COME BACK!!

Unfortunately for Zack, Cloud is taking some time off to vacation down at the marsh where the Midgar Zolom lives.

Midgar Zolom: MMMmmmMMMMMmmm!! I smell meat. :searches for lunch: Oh, looky what we have here. Another Chocobo to have for my supper. :slurps: Yummy!

Cloud: O.o :gulps: Mommy…

The next scene is a bit too violent for the viewing public.

Cloud: :covered in blood: If you have any mercy in your soul, you will get me out of here right now!!

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!