I know, I was to update The 13th Hour, but I finally got this back from my other comp and was like 'yessss need to post', lol. So sorry, you'll have to wait on that a bit.

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Disclaimer: I own nothing except Tuulenpuuska, so yeah.

Title: 100 Snapshots

Authoress: Tysonkaiexperiment

Couplings This Drabble: LeSo

Warnings This Drabble: Squall hitting his head a lot. YES.

Summary: 100 theme drabbles dedicated around Leon and Sora and their wedding gift, a camera. LeSo with many random mixed and matched others!

Dedication: To keysandhearts, for the mention of marshmallow!Squall. I originally hadn't planned for this drabble to focus on Squall mostly, but after that I just had to do this.

Notes: I've made up this play entirely, how many plays do you know involving marshmallows? Yeah…

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100 Snapshots

Drabble 21:

Memory

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"They want me to be a marshmallow."

Sora almost choked on his spit as he saw Squall's hand clutch his pen tightly. The tip was still pressed on the article he was writing, Squall didn't even seem to notice the ink bleeding onto the paper. Instead he looked down at his son, "Do you want to be a marshmallow?"

Tuulenpuuska tilted his head up to look at his dad, "Maybe, do you think Marshmallows would be good, dad? I mean, it's the only unhealthy thing in the play."

There was a moment as Sora bit his lip, unsure of how to respond, "Well… you will stand out." Squall snorted something and plucked a new sheet of paper from the folder next to him. He began scribbling again, as if trying to ignore the conversation in hopes it would go away, "It's up to you, Tuulenpuuska."

The boy nodded and looked back down to his homework, "Just think, I'll be the first person in our family to be a marshmallow!"

Squall's head met the table and Sora covered his mouth to try and keep his laughter from pouring out. "Why don't you finish your homework up in your room and then I'll call and say they have their marshmallow?"

Without waiting Tuulenpuuska nodded and picked up the last of his homework before rushing up the stairs to his room. As soon as the door slammed shut Squall picked his head back up, "Just…" he started, "... don't."

"I didn't even say anything." Sora muttered, the grin wouldn't leave his face.

"A marshmallow?" Squall questioned.

"A marshmallow." Sora agreed.

There was a silence before Squall's shoulders slumped, "Really?"

Sora swatted his husband on the shoulder just as Tuulenpuuska raced back down to show his finished homework.

It was a two days later Squall shifted from foot to foot, standing in front of the drama dressing room as he waited.

"YO, KITTEN!"

Squall resisted the urge to bang his head against the brick wall, "Afternoon, Barret."

The large man laughed, his hand smacked Squall across the back, nearly causing him to stumble, "I heard your kid's gonna be our marshmallow?"

"Yes." Squall hissed out as he regained his balance, "He wanted to do it."

"Like father like son." Barret reasoned and ignored the look Squall sent him before banging on the door, "You almost done kid!"

The door opened and Tuulenpuuska stepped out in his outfit, grinning from ear to ear. If Squall could call him anything, he looked exactly like a marshmallow or a cotton ball. The outfit was wide around his body, Tuulenpuuska's arms weren't fully able to lay at his sides and instead were outward somewhat. His white turtleneck underneath made it seem like Tuulenpuuska himself was the toothpick.

His son suddenly smashed the little white hat over his head, pure white somewhat resembling a Japanese girl's school hat, and Squall was tempted to bash his head against the wall again.

"I'm ready!" The boy chirped, grinning still.

"Well, well!" Barret laughed, deep and sending goosebumps of horror down Squall's spine, "It feels like I've gone back in time!"

"Uncle Barret is the director!" Was the answer, Tuulenpuuska's little arms waving back and forth excitedly.

"He knows!" Barret's gaze fixated on him and Squall coughed down a horror-filled chuckle as he glanced away, "I was the director in his play too!"

"You were in a play father!" Tuulenpuuska looked hopeful to him, as if he had a new-found determination.

"I'll meet you after the show." Squall answered to him suddenly, "I'm going to find your dad."

"Say hi for me!" Was the call as Squall disappeared into the mob of parents entering the auditorium.

"Oh, did he look good?" Sora asked as soon as Squall was in hearing distance.

Squall grumbled.

"Don't we still have those photos?" Kairi asked suddenly, she leaned forward to see him from her chair, "That was so cute!"

"Shut up." Squall hissed, refusing to look at them.

"What was his name?" Riku called out suddenly, glad Kairi and Sora were separating him from Squall, "Mr. Marsh-A-Mallow?"

Sora placed his arm on the top of the chair in front of Squall just as his husband's forehead went to meet it. "Alright children." He started, "We're here for Tuulenpuuska."

"Yes, mother." Riku and Kairi chimed together, sniggering as the lights dimmed and the curtains opened.

Twenty minutes in, Tuulenpuuska entered as his role as the only fattening thing on the stage. "I'm a marshmallow!" He cried out just a little too loud, but in the end everyone thought he was cute, "I may be unhealthy but I'm yummy! If you're good today you'll have me in your tummy!"

"What!" Riku cried out, leaning forward as to see if what was said was really true.

Kairi was looking at Squall, as if really trying her luck, "You really said that!"

Sora sighed, patting his slumping husband's shoulder as he took another photo of Tuulenpuuska just in time to catch him moving side-stage and waving to him.

Squall just whimpered at the memory.

On the way home Tuulenpuuska got to put the photo in the album since they had stopped by Kairi's for dinner and printed out the photos there.

"Daddy?"

"Yes?" Sora asked as he turned down the radio. He sent one glance to Squall, whose hands were gripped on the wheel so hard they were nearly white, before glancing at his son, "What's up?"

"You said I could put the photo in the book!" Tuulenpuuska whined, pointing to the page he was on, "So why is the picture of me in costume already in here if I have them all?"

Oncoming people winced as the shrill sound of a horn went off before the man driving rose to reveal his bright red face.

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Tke: So, I had no say in marshmallow!Squall, honestly. xD He happened. And don't ask me what's with the ridiculous line Tuulenpuuska said, it was the only thing I could think of since I have five minutes to post this.

Uh, the snapshot wasn't really mentioned, just sort of implied, so if you didn't catch that, sorry.

I really am going to look for someone on devi to do a commission for me to this drabble. The idea in my head is so cute. LOL.

Oh, and Barret's in there because... well... WHO ELSE WOULD HAVE A MARSHMALLOW IN A SCHOOL PLAY? UH-HUH, MR. MARSH-A-MALLOW HIMSELF. LOL. When I played FF7 the second time I really named him that just for that scene in Costa Del Sol. YES. IT WAS EPIC. Ahahahaha...

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