"For the love of Monkey Sex!" Cid yelled as he stomped up to the ringing telephone.
"Cid's Crematorium. You kill em, we grill em," Cid said. The person on the other end of the phone laughed into the speaker.
"Your gonna scare everyone away," said a silky voice on the other end. Cid shuddered slightly.
"How's it goin' hon?" Cid said. He smiled slightly. Cloud ducked a head from behind the shelf. Who knew lubricating liquid was hard to find? (a/n: Pun was intended)
Cid leant against the wall listening to what the person on the other end. Axel popped a head above Cloud's. Cid and the stranger said their good byes. He turned his gaze to the two nosey mechanics.
"DON'T YOU TWO HAVE JOBS TO DO?!?!" Cid Yelled. The two eeped and ran to a different side of the garage.
Cid chuckled to himself and sat in his office chair. He checked to see if the other two were working. He pulled out a photo frame from the bottom draw. He gazed at the black haired man standing next to him in the photo.
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I answer my phone like that. "Cid's Crematorium. You kill em we grill em."
Good times.