Insubordination
"Colonel, what are you-?"
"Shh!" Zack hissed, and motioned to the tent he stood several feet from. "Wait for it..."
Not a second later, there was a hissing sound and white smoke billowed out of the tent, followed by a SOLDIER, red-faced and coughing.
Sephiroth looked at Zack, who looked as if he was enjoying the SOLDIER's suffering immensely. "Tear gas?"
"Bastard decided he wanted to badmouth me behind my back," Zack said.
"Enjoying my little present, Lieutenant?" Zack yelled to the SOLDIER, who was stumbling around.
The SOLDIER looked at him through bleary eyes. "Fuck…you…" he gasped.
"I will not tolerate insubordination in my camp, Lieutenant," Sephiroth said.
The SOLDIER froze and his gaze went to Sephiroth. "G-general! I…"
"I will not tolerate excuses, either," Sephiroth interrupted his sputtering.
"Y-yes sir," the SOLDIER said.
"Dismissed," Sephiroth said and the SOLDIER stumbled away.
Zack burst out laughing. "That was so awesome! The look on his face when you…"
Sephiroth fixed Zack with a cold stare. "As for you, Colonel…"
An hour later, Zack was on his hands and knees behind their tent with a pair of nail clippers.
"You're cruel, Seph," Zack said and clipped a single blade of grass.
Sephiroth regarded him from where he stood, leaning against a tent post, arms crossed over his chest. "You had better pick up the pace," he said, "It's getting dark."
Zack mumbled something under his breath and clipped another blade.
Short little piece based on some stories a friend in my unit told me of what he did to a particularly annoying Private he knew in training.
