Lark About
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Enjoy a piece of fun or mischief.
A/N: School is the worst. I hate p.e. I hate running. Eh well, here's a chapter for you guys. Thanks for the reviews. Sorry about the long wait, haven't really felt inspired to write.
Oh, Vinnie I am so getting you back for that one. No matter what, you're going down.
"Hey, Tifa."
"Hm?"
"We got any whipped cream?"
"Yuffie… if this is about getting Vincent back I'm not going to help you."
"Fine."
I'm just going to have to bring you down myself. Operation: bring down Vinnie commence. Oh! I know! I should draw a mustache on his dead chick. Not like she can do anything in that crystal. But wait if someone in her anger she broke out. I don't want zombies coming after me. So scratch that idea. How about I… egg his house? No, to… juvenile. Hmm I wonder if I could get Reeve's help… Nyuk, Nyuk, Nyuk.
Lark About.
X-X-X-X
"So you'll help me then?"
"I helped him so it'd only be fair."
"SCORE! Thanks a lot Reeve, You won't regret helping the great ninja Yuffie. If Vince tries to shoot you after, I'll take the bullet for you!"
"Haha. May I ask your plan?"
"Eh, me and him deserted on a desert island. I'm going to pretend to die, or get lost or something."
"Damzel in distress?"
"Exactly. Everyone's going to help even Cloud. This is going to be great."
"Yes well farewell Yuffie. I shall meet with Vincent soon and see you tomorrow morning."
"Bye Reeve!"
Nyuk, Nyuk, Nyuk. I feel so evil.
Lark About.
X-X-X-X
"So, everything's ready?"
"Yeah fuckin' brat. Everything's ready."
"Alright, just curious… how are we going to pretend to crash a airship?"
"There aint no god damn way to pretend to crash an airship. We're gonna crash a airship. That's why were not bringing the Shera."
"…Urk! Old man!"
"Ah quit you're whinning! You want this stupid fuckin' plan to
work?"
"Yess! But you're going to crash a plane!"
"Exactly brat."
"UGH! Whatever. You told one of your pilots to come get us in two days right?"
"Yup two days, if they don't come get us, they're getting speared."
"…Where?"
"In the crotch."
"Ah…"
Lark About.
X-X-X-X
Everything's set up, all the traps are set. Everyone knows which island, and not to answer their phones if anyone calls. Hehe this is going to be perfect. Trapped on a island from a 'plane crash' with Cid and I. Nyuk, Nyuk, Nyuk.
"Yuffie… you're making that face."
"What face?"
"The one where you're thinking of a way to cause me grief."
"Psh. Jerk."
"…"
"I meant broods-a-lot."
"…Yuffie."
"What?"
"I Do no-"
"Shit sons hold on to your horses! We're going down!"
Urk, nice timing Cid. Gawd don't vomit Yuffie! Whatever you do don't vomit. Especially not on Vincent who is currently under you. If I wasn't about to vomit, I'd be blushing right about now.
Lark About.
A/N: Cliffhanger. I'll start the next chapter on the second day. I'm thinking about having some Yuffentine romance/fluff. We'll see what happens.
