(A/N: Please read the extra Author's notes at the end of the story thoroughly)

~Tidbit's Of Randomness~

#1

"Knock that off. You're gonna fall and get hurt." Cloud chided. Zack turned to stick out his tongue at the blonde.

He continued to carefully walk along the curb, arms outstretched to balance himself as he wobbled, ignoring Cloud's advice.

Cloud closed his eyes and shook his head. With a sigh he opened them again to witness Zack's tight-rope walking actions fail as he teetered off the edge and plopped into a muddy puddle.

Cloud didn't break his pace walking on the sidewalk like a normal human being when passing Zack.

"H-Hey!" Zack shouted. The ravenette pulled himself to a crouching position, than carefully straightened himself being cautious to not put weight on the knee that just slammed into the wet pavement with a sickening thud.

He drew a sharp intake of breath through his teeth as pain surged in his knee and bolted up his thigh. "Ouch!"

Precariously standing mostly on one foot, Zack shook out his soggy and weighed down baggy cargo pants. He than proceeded to shake out his mop-top of hair.

Grumbling, he marched-hobbled back to Cloud, avoiding the curb. It was difficult to catch up at the speed he was going, but soon enough he was walking beside his blonde friend.

"Well don't you look lovely" Cloud said sarcastically with a tinge of humour while looking over Zack. The man was wet from head to toe, muddy sludge smeared randomley on his clothes, not to mention streaked on his face and in his hair.

Zack shook his head some more, flinging liquidy muck at Cloud. The blonde snorted at his half-hearted attempt.

"Why didn't you help me up? I thought we were bro's!" Zack cried feigning hurt. Cloud snickered and then spoke.

"First of all, according to Aerith we're more like an old married couple. Second, that's what happens when you don't listen to me. You're too stubborn!"

Zack was silenced.

It was currently around 10 o'clock at night and the two men were currently walking back to the bar. Edge was definetly the place to go to if you wanted to see the strangest things at night. Earlier, Zack had pointed out a stray man crossing the street with a three year old child dressed in a chocobo suit and wrapped in a blanket. At ten at night. Echoing Zacks words of, "That is definetly not normal."

Neither was the hobo lady with the clown-ish makeup tossing a pineapple up in the air while laughing like a duck. Yes, a duck.

Continuing on with their journey to their destination, an ominous truck started to rumble up beside them slowly.

Taking notice of this out of the corner of his eye, Cloud was on his toes and ready for anything to happen. It was common in Edge for people to pull up beside someone, mug them, and then speed off. Zack on the other hand was too occupied with stepping on as many cracks in the pavement as possible, playing a little game with himself.

Coming to halt at a corner, Cloud stopped. Zack ran into his back, his gaze being cast downwards. Over his shoulder, Cloud murmured to Zack," I think that truck is following us." He jerked his head subtly to the side indicating the vehicle. Face turning serious, Zack nodded. The last time Zack was walking alone in Edge at night, a bunch of middle school teens popped out from an alley to say hello and wedgied him.

Pausing briefly at the corner and praying that the truck would continue to pass on, Cloud started to sweat when instead, the passenger window slowly rolled down with a whur.

Frozen and hiding behind Cloud for safety, Zack saw the man at the passenger window come into view from behind the tinted glass.

The man smirked-seductively?- at the two and spoke softly, "Hey, ladies. Do you, uh...need a ride somewhere?" The driver of the truck was practically drooling over the other mans shoulder.

Zack and Cloud paled.

Stuttering in shock, Cloud squeaked out in a high voice "U-um, n-n-no we're fine. . ." not even bothering to correct the man the they were far from women and that they were misunderstanding.

With an 'oh' of dissapointment, the truck drove off.

Zack turned to face Cloud and they both shared the same selfconscious thought;

'Do we really look like hooker chicks?'

Clearing things up, this is NOT a continuation of the last chapter. I haven't even started writing the next chapter to be honest. So in the mean time I thought I'd right down this mini plot bunny thats been nagging at me for a while now as like a short to put randomley in between chapters. For now i'll be calling them 'Tidbits of Randomness' and will be numbered. I might do a couple more of these short moments because I personally think it's fun to do and a nice break in routine xD

So what do you guys think? Like it? Should I do more Tidbits of Randomness? Review to tell me what you think and I promise I'll get back to Fun in the Sun part 2! xD