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Family Reunion!

Chapter Eleven: Ghost Story and a Pillow Fight

It was now late and everyone was emotionally tired since they had spent the day angry. So they all shuffled off to the bedroom, which was actually two bedrooms combined but Hojo paid to have the wall between them removed. Jenova, being too large to fit, simply lay down in the hallway with her head sticking in the doorway.

"So what now?" Cloud asked, climbing into a bed.

"We go to sleep," Lucrecia sighed.

"I'm a pretty heavy sleeper, so I'm going to try and sleep the whole damn weekend," Vincent said.

"You can't do that," Hojo said. "I'll wake you up."

"Then I'll kill you," Vincent replied.

"That's no way to behave," Hojo reprimanded in a fatherly sort of way.

"Fuck you," Vincent snapped.

There was an awkward silence. It was then that everyone realized how uncomfortable they would be sleeping in the same room as their worst enemy.

"I can't sleep," Sephiroth said calmly.

"I know," Lucrecia replied. "Feels weird."

"Oooh, I could tell everyone a ghost story," Hojo suggested.

There were several unenthusiastic mumbles, but it was enough for Hojo. He sat up in his bed, all the lights were turned off and he lit a candle, holding it so that it cast light on his face eerily.

"Once upon a time, there lived a poor old woman," Hojo began. "She had three grandchildren, all of them grown up and fool hardy. Well, eventually she died, and the kids had to go to her house to clean it up."

No one looked very impressed, except for Cloud. He had pulled the blankets up to his chin and was staring at Hojo wide-eyed.

"When they got into the house…everything seemed normal," Hojo whispered. "But presently, the oldest sister swore she felt something tap her shoulder. When she turned around…no one was there."

"This is so lame," Lucrecia sighed.

Hojo ignored her. "Her two brothers simply laughed at her and told her to stop being stupid. They went to bed and that's when it started. The oldest boy woke up to see an old woman standing before him. Before he could say anything, she stabbed him in the heart. He was dead instantly."

"O-oh my!" Cloud gasped.

"Disturbed by the muffled fight, the younger brother woke up to see his brother laying in a pool of his own blood. Worse yet, in his hands he held a bloody knife."

"BUT THE GRANDMA KILLED THE OTHER BROTHER," Jenova, her already large eyes opened larger, declared.

Hojo ignored her and continued with his tale. "Dropping the knife, the boy sprang from the bed and rushed to the door. But when he reached the door, he felt bony fingers grab his shoulders."

"I have a bad feeling about this," Sephiroth sighed.

"Turning with wide eyes, the boy faced his angry ghost of a grandma. Instead of murdering the boy, she pulled him towards her and kissed him…"

"That's enough, you stupid pervert!" Sephiroth snapped. "None of us want to hear about a dead grandma raping her own grandson."

"But it's such a good story," Hojo complained.

"Don't make me kick you in the balls again," the silver haired warrior snapped.

"Fine, I'm done," Hojo sighed, placing his hands protectively over his crotch.

"But what happened?" Cloud asked.

"You don't want to know," Vincent muttered.

"I DO," Jenova backfired.

"Well then you three can get lost and tell it somewhere else!" Lucrecia shouted.

"Or you three could just grow up," Hojo suggested.

"We're not perverts," Vincent replied.

It seemed as though Hojo was fed up with taking the brunt of everyone's anger. Instead of answering back to Vincent's comment, the scientist grabbed his pillow and whipped it across the room. It smacked Vincent in the face with a dull thud. There was silence in the room, and then the expected outburst came.

"What the hell kind of attack is that you ass hole!" Vincent shouted.

Hojo just chuckled. To his surprise a pillow smacked him in the head. He blinked and saw that it had come from Cloud.

"Don't attack my friend," Cloud said.

"I thought you were too stupid to have morals," Sephiroth smirked.

Vincent tossed Cloud his pillow and Cloud through it at Sephiroth, who blocked it with his pillow and then whipped it at Cloud. It hit Cloud smack in the forehead and he tumbled off his bed.

"PILLOW FIGHT!" Cloud screamed, standing up and grabbing the closest pillow he could find.

Everyone stood up to take part in the battle. It wasn't as though they all wanted to, but it was better than just sitting there, presenting a target to the others. Feathers flew through the air as everyone threw pillows at the closest target.

The fight lasted for about an hour, until the pillows were just shapeless lumps and did no more damage. Everyone's hair was ruffled and more than one person had been injured.

"That…was awesome," Cloud panted.

Sephiroth threw the remains of his pillow at Cloud's face.