~Chapter 11- A Happy Ending~
A Very Happy Ending: One fine day, soon after he'd polished off his lunch of thorny twigs and icky bugs, the standard bill of fare for poor blind wretches in the forest, Vincent happened to stumble into fair Yuffie. He didn't recognize her because for the past five years he hadn't recognized, or even seen, squat. At the same time, Yuffie hadn't seen Vincent because, as usual, she'd had her nose stuck in her only book.
"Come here often?" said Yuffie, batting her eyelashes up and down like- well, by now you know how and why she batted her eyelashes.
"Dare thee make mock of me!" cried Vincent, who felt the breeze but couldn't see the source of this sudden attack of eyelash-batting. He'd lost his castle-or at least he couldn't find it-but he hadn't lost his manly pride, his sense of nobility, his really excellent clothes.
"Read any good books lately?" asked Yuffie, still impressed and even more in love.
"Yuffie?" cried Vincent, "Yuffie, could that really be you?"
"Well, it really could be Cinderella," said Yuffie, still sassy after all these years.
Vincent was as happy as could be! However, rather than sweep Yuffie up into his arms, and pucker up for a big sweet kiss, he threw himself to the forest floor, and cried like a babe in the woods.
"Was it something I said?" asked Yuffie.
"You don't understand," cried Vincent. "I have never cried!"
"Never?" challenged Yuffie.
"OK, I have cried," said Vincent, "but not since my old temper-tantrum-days in the Village Market-and all this crying makes me feel. . ."
"Childish?" offered Yuffie. "How about blubbering and wet?" She wasn't rude, exactly, she merely hated to see a grown man cry.
"How about liberated and insightful!" cried Vincent.
"I don't get it," said Yuffie, which suggests that girls and women can be just as clueless as boys and men.
"Permit me to explain," said Vincent. "First off, my excellent eyesight has returned!"
"My dream has come true," said Yuffie, "but I still don't get it."
"OK," said Vincent. "Maybe this didn't mean too much at first glance, but do you recall that Witch had like really dirty fingernails?"
"Yes," said Yuffie, "I remember as if it were only five years ago."
"Her fingernails, that's the rub!" exclaimed Vincent. "The Witch didn't really blind me, she just put fingernail dirt into my eyes, and -"
"-the tears!" interjected Yuffie. "Those manly tears washed the dirt from your eyes!"
"Yes, you silly precious bookworm," said Vincent. "And made me liberated and insightful. Liberated because I'm free, insightful because I finally see what went down!"
"I'm a happy camper in these woods," she said. "One happy-"
"Then maybe a sweet little kiss would be in order?" said Vincent.
"Of course," said Yuffie, "but we'll have lots of time for all that later."
And , being the best and the brightest, they had lots of time for all that later. If you must have the details, here they are: Yuffie and Vincent kissed & stuff and got married-though necessarily not in that order.
ALMOST THE END
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Moral of the Story
A Really Good Moral: If people offer you some satabun, just say "No!" And then, just to be on the safe side, run so fast it'll make their heads swim!
~THE END~
*I HAD to put some chapters together since my word pad was being a brat! Anywho, I know this was kinda stupid but i thought it was good. :D *
A Very Happy Ending: One fine day, soon after he'd polished off his lunch of thorny twigs and icky bugs, the standard bill of fare for poor blind wretches in the forest, Vincent happened to stumble into fair Yuffie. He didn't recognize her because for the past five years he hadn't recognized, or even seen, squat. At the same time, Yuffie hadn't seen Vincent because, as usual, she'd had her nose stuck in her only book.
"Come here often?" said Yuffie, batting her eyelashes up and down like- well, by now you know how and why she batted her eyelashes.
"Dare thee make mock of me!" cried Vincent, who felt the breeze but couldn't see the source of this sudden attack of eyelash-batting. He'd lost his castle-or at least he couldn't find it-but he hadn't lost his manly pride, his sense of nobility, his really excellent clothes.
"Read any good books lately?" asked Yuffie, still impressed and even more in love.
"Yuffie?" cried Vincent, "Yuffie, could that really be you?"
"Well, it really could be Cinderella," said Yuffie, still sassy after all these years.
Vincent was as happy as could be! However, rather than sweep Yuffie up into his arms, and pucker up for a big sweet kiss, he threw himself to the forest floor, and cried like a babe in the woods.
"Was it something I said?" asked Yuffie.
"You don't understand," cried Vincent. "I have never cried!"
"Never?" challenged Yuffie.
"OK, I have cried," said Vincent, "but not since my old temper-tantrum-days in the Village Market-and all this crying makes me feel. . ."
"Childish?" offered Yuffie. "How about blubbering and wet?" She wasn't rude, exactly, she merely hated to see a grown man cry.
"How about liberated and insightful!" cried Vincent.
"I don't get it," said Yuffie, which suggests that girls and women can be just as clueless as boys and men.
"Permit me to explain," said Vincent. "First off, my excellent eyesight has returned!"
"My dream has come true," said Yuffie, "but I still don't get it."
"OK," said Vincent. "Maybe this didn't mean too much at first glance, but do you recall that Witch had like really dirty fingernails?"
"Yes," said Yuffie, "I remember as if it were only five years ago."
"Her fingernails, that's the rub!" exclaimed Vincent. "The Witch didn't really blind me, she just put fingernail dirt into my eyes, and -"
"-the tears!" interjected Yuffie. "Those manly tears washed the dirt from your eyes!"
"Yes, you silly precious bookworm," said Vincent. "And made me liberated and insightful. Liberated because I'm free, insightful because I finally see what went down!"
"I'm a happy camper in these woods," she said. "One happy-"
"Then maybe a sweet little kiss would be in order?" said Vincent.
"Of course," said Yuffie, "but we'll have lots of time for all that later."
And , being the best and the brightest, they had lots of time for all that later. If you must have the details, here they are: Yuffie and Vincent kissed & stuff and got married-though necessarily not in that order.
ALMOST THE END
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~
Moral of the Story
A Really Good Moral: If people offer you some satabun, just say "No!" And then, just to be on the safe side, run so fast it'll make their heads swim!
~THE END~
*I HAD to put some chapters together since my word pad was being a brat! Anywho, I know this was kinda stupid but i thought it was good. :D *
