…HAH! I'm putting my rant up here for once.
*shakes head* My English teacher is evil. Essay after essay. I'm on the verge of committing homicide.
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"...The Heartless are revolting." Cloud quietly remarked, looking out over the writhing mass of black and white below, from the nearly complete Bailey.
"…I refuse to answer that, on grounds that it is nothing but a stupid joke. ...alright, yes, they are revolting." Leon shook his head slightly. "We're going to have to do something permanent about those things soon."
"I like 'permanent'."
Cloud and Leon wandered out of the Bailey, Leon frowning. "We can't eliminate them all until Sora finds enough space to give us a hand. How do you think the kids going, anyway?"
"…You know him better than I do. How do you think he is?"
"Cheerful. Probably confused."
Cloud nodded slightly and looked out the corner of his eye at Leon. He was his normally serious self, as he swung the door open to Merlin's place. Cid was hammering away at the computer, Tron trying to help, but being interrupted with cries of "Shurrup, ya moron! I know what I'm doin'!"
Average day at Merlin's place.
He thumped into a seat, trying to pull his brooding face on. But it was hard to brood with your dead best friend rattling through your mind, constantly making comments. The Zack Channel. Twenty-four hours, seven days a week of Zack. Except for when he went to annoy Aerith.
Cloud, what are you looking at? Cloud, you're on fire! AHHH! Heh. Kidding. Hey Cloud, doesn't Leon's ass look GREAT in those pants?
Cloud started choking on the drink Leon had handed him, turning red. Leon turned to face him slightly, raising an eyebrow.
"Down the wrong hole!" Cloud gasped, thumping a fist on his chest. He managed to calm himself down, starting to rub where he'd thumped his chest.
I'm not interested in Leon's ass, Zack. Don't even suggest it.
Oh, give it up, Cloud. You're as gay as Reno liquored up and in a gay bar. What man could be straight with Miss Big Boobs wanting some Cloud action? At this point, his mental picture of Zack suddenly appeared dressed in Tifa's outfit.
Please don't joke about it, Zack. I like Tifa. But she's…
Scary when hormonal?
Yes. And… She's a friend. Besides, she likes Rude.
Cloud's head suddenly jerked up as he heard something-
"Cloud!"
…the end! Nah. See? More scrolling room. Just messing with ya.
To properly understand what is happening, we have to slow this down, and look at it's components.
Alright. Cid's in the corner, screaming abuse like he does, with Tron politely trying to inform him he'll be killed if he doesn't move. Cid jerks the only way he can-backwards.
Aerith had been behind Cid, but was now sprawled under Cid, safely protected from what was happening.
The roof starts collapsing. Please note, this is fairly important (and yes, I know Merlin probably magiced the roof in place and all that, I'm aware he's magical.)
Leon, with good intentions, grabs Cloud and hurls him onto the floor, and hits the floor too.
The roof completely collapses, landing in the living room.
And mental Zack is using choice words as we speak.
They started coughing through the dust.
"Leon-" Cough "Cloud! Cid! You guys-" coughcoughcough "Okay?!"
Cid groaned starting to stand, shaking roof off himself, getting off Aerith.
"I'm fi- where's my smoke?"
Cloud and Leon slowly pushed themselves up too, large chunks of plaster and tiles sliding off them.
"…fine…" Leon mumbled slightly, shaking his head to rid himself of the incessant ringing.
"…I'm okay, too." The cut on Cloud's face was already starting to heal.
Aerith sighed in relief, then stopped, staring.
"Guys…!"
A huge hand casually picked her up as she screamed.
Now it's the end. Like? Didn't like? Wanna kill me for the cliffy? Wanna kill me because of Zack, or my own, comments? Then flame!
……It's nearly winter her, and the extra heat would be good. But, reviews warm the soul too…