Disclaimer: Same old, same old. I don't own Keffy or Sephy. Or Gannondorf, but I don't actually mention him. Rexy and Hamka are my creations *evil grin*
Today, Keffy quits the torture, and Sephy kind of gets his own back. This one's kinda long, but I really thought about it this time!!
Expect the boys to be at loggerheads in the next chapter! There might even be some cameos from the FF good guys!! *evil grin again*
Enjoy!! Reviews and feedback, welcome as always.
Sephiroth was about ready to throw himself out of the nearest window. For the past four days, the psycho next door had found many different and inventive ways of annoying the heck out of him. First there was the VOOMing... Once that had stopped, there came the joy of finding that his milk supply had been changed to Minion juice...
'Now with added entrails...' Sephiroth muttered, mock-brightly. Then there had been the early morning wake-up calls. And I mean, EARLY.
'So early I was woken up before I went to bed...' Next there was the infernal music that had been pounding through the thin walls. Sephiroth had gone over to complain, and perhaps stick Masamune in the little git's gullet... Only the little git wasn't there. He had disappeared on some FFVI reunion and only come back a day ago. But was it too much to ask for him to keep quiet, even when he wasn't there?
'Of course it is!' Sephiroth groaned, rubbing a hand over his stubbly chin. Kefka had left his stereo on for two days straight, with a looped tape of "RedXIII's Greatest Hits" playing at full blast.
'Croon along with everyone's favourite Cosmo Canyon warrior...' Sephiroth mumbled. 'I tried to kill the idiot... Why would I want to sing along with him?!'
It had been a week since he had moved into this cursed apartment. And every second had been absolute hell.
'I'm starting to wish I'd moved in next to Cloud and Tifa,' he said outloud as he stood up and walked towards the wall that seperated him and the insane clown. 'At least they don't giggle like complete fruitcakes...' He paused for a moment, thinking that one through.
'Then again...'
He reached the wall and put his ear to it; trying to figure out whether Kefka was in the room or not. For the past three hours, everything had been quiet. There was no VOOMing, no music, no giggling. Nothing. In any other situation, Sephiroth would have collapsed on the sofa, but this was no ordinary situation. Something in the back of his mind told him to be careful. The clown wouldn't give up like that... would he? Not so suddenly and so... quietly?
Sephiroth swallowed deeply, again hearing nothing from the other side of the wall. This was unsettling. Where was the freak? And why wasn't he trying to drive Sephiroth to suicide?
He crossed the room and curled up on his sofa; drawing his knees up beneath his chin. He wanted to sleep, but knowing his luck, Kefka would enter and slip small versions of the Weapons in his bed.
'All I wanted to do was have a nice apartment... And get some sleep... And not have to worry about completely nutsoid neighbours!' he moaned, trying to ignore the urge to close his eyelids and fall asleep. He was so... very... tired...
On the other side of the wall, Kefka was sat - watching the smooth plasterboard intently. He was watching it so intently that he didn't notice that Hamka had broken loose and was attempting to mini-flare her way out of the room. The mage hadn't seen the escape yet...
Or so the small hamster thought.
'Nice try, furball,' Kefka said monotonously, pointing a finger at the rodent. Hamka yelped as the fireball hit her, and scurried into a corner to plot her revenge.
The mini T-Rex was sat on Kefka's left shoulder, snoozing quietly. It had spent the entire day on the mage's shoulder, enjoying the fact that it wasn't being kicked out of windows anymore. Kefka had even named it "Rexka" (or Rexy for short) Hamka wasn't trying to kill it anymore, and Kefka's shoulder was kinda comfortable. Rexy let out a little lizard yawn, and continued to sleep.
Kefka's eyes continued to stare at the wall, never blinking or moving off one spot. He had been sat there for three hours straight, never moving. He was watching the wall for a reason. He had found that if he sat still and quiet for long enough, then he could almost, not-quite, perhaps imagine what Sephiroth might, or might-not be doing in his room. Or something to that effect.
He suddenly frowned, leaning forwards slightly, his eyes moving across the wall. Then, the blankness disappeared from his face and he grinned.
'Yees!!' he said, standing up suddenly. Rexy was not ready for this, and fell off the mage's shoulder, landing with a soft thud below.
'I can't believe it!!' Kefka continued, dancing around and clapping his hands together. Hamka peered out from where she had been hiding and gave Kefka an inquisitive gaze.
::Squeak?:: she said. Well, she didn't actually SAY anything. She squeaked. Kefka heard different though. Hamka never needed to SAY anything. The voices in Kefka's head were more than happy to fill in the gaps left by the fact that his closest companion couldn't actually talk.
'Sephiroth survived the entire week!! And he's still alive!!' Hamka tilted her head to one side.
::Squeak, squeak?:: Kefka waved a hand and shrugged.
'I'm sure he's forgotton about that... Uwhee!!' He grabbed his second-best feather from beside him, (The first-best feather was for ladies and destroying worlds) stuffed it neatly in his hair and grinned at himself in his mirror.
'Time to go and tell him what he's done! Uwhee!!'
::Squeak, squeaking squeak!:: Hamka argued. Kefka paused, thinking about his pet's statement.
'Maybe you're right... Lets ask Rexy... Reeeeexy?' The small T-Rex roared quietly, picking himself up off the floor when he had landed.
::roar?::
::Squeak, squeaking squeak!:: Hamka repeated. Rexy frowned.
::roar, roar?::
::SQUEAK!!::
'Haaa!! Good one, Hamka!' Kefka said, dissolving into giggles. Hamka giggled as well. Rexy frowned.
::roar, roaring roar, roar...?::
'Well, I'm still gonna go over there... And you two are coming as well!' Kefka continued, grabbing the small animals and stuffing them into his pockets. The pets didn't have time to argue, and soon the three were out of Kefka's apartment and stood outside Sephiroth's.
'No need for a break-in!' Kefka said, producing the master key that he had... uhm... aquired from... somewhere... He put the key in the lock, twisted it gently and was soon walking into Sephiroth's quiet, darkened apartment.
Sephiroth was dreaming. Again. But it wasn't a beautiful dream of his perfect house with his perfect wife and the perfect garden. He was running; running from the psycho next door who was chasing him with a large instrument that played only one note. And that note, was VOOM.
VOOM the instrument bellowed.
'Where ya going, neighbour?' Kefka yelled after him, not seeming to tire from the endless chase. Sephiroth stayed silent, concentrating on running. Everything was pitch black, and there seemed to be no escape from the nut-job. But he knew, if he ran fast and far enough, then he would be able to get away.
VOOM said the instrument again. Kefka rolled his eyes.
'Don't you play another tune?!' he yelled, whacking the instrument. Sephiroth paused, turned and watched as the instrument turned into a bassoon and swallowed Kefka.
'Uhh...' Sephiroth muttered, raising an eyebrow. 'That's never happened in my dreams before...'
He continued to watch as the bassoon morphed into a small creature. It was a...
'A hamster?!' Sephiroth muttered out-loud, putting his hands on his hips and frowning. 'What's a hamster doing here?'
'Wake up, ya big dolt!' the hamster said, sounding a lot like a certain clown-like neighbour. Sephiroth's frown grew deeper.
'What the f...?' he started, trailing off as the darkness around him faded and turned into... his apartment.
'Oh crap...' Sephiroth said, rubbing his tired eyes. 'Just as I was having a nice sleep...' He yawned and stood up, not noticing that his door was wide open and that there was a small T-Rex sat on top of his TV.
Still rubbing his eyes, he walked into his kitchen and flicked the light on. He waved a hello to the clown-like person who was digging around in his fridge and continued towards the sink.
'Wait a sec...' he muttered, moving back to his fridge and tapping the person on the shoulder.
'What are you doing in my fridge?! Even more important... WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY APARTMENT?!' Kefka turned towards him, and grinned again; that sickening, leering grin that made Sephiroth's blood boil.
'You have such nice ice cream,' he said, shovelling another spoonful into his mouth - as if to prove a point. Sephiroth's hands went to grab his head as he saw what ice cream was being demolished.
'THAT'S MY SPECIAL ICE CREAM! AERIS GAVE ME THAT!' Kefka shrugged.
'I don't see your name on it,' Sephiroth scowled grabbed the tub and pointed to the side, where;
"SEPHIROTH'S SPECIAL ICE CREAM - HANDS, PAWS AND FLIPPERS OFF!!" was written in big, black letters. Kefka shrugged again, and threw the spoon into the sink.
'Oh well... It was very nice. Uwhee,' Sephiroth resisted the urge to stab Kefka with the nearest kitchen implement (which was a tin opener) and instead clenched both fists by his side.
'What... are... you... doing... here?' he muttered through gritted teeth. Kefka either ignored him or didn't hear him as he sauntered into the main room and slumped down on the sofa. The clown then picked up the remote control, and began to do the one thing that annoyed Sephiroth more than anything else in the world.
Channel-surfing.
'Booooring... Oooh... Nope, boooring,' Kefka said, flicking at such a speed that Sephiroth began to wonder how he was able to figure out what was on at all.
'Kefka...' he started, frowning at the two small animals that were sat on top of his TV. One was a hamster - who had the same eye makeup as Kefka, was a bright red colour with a blonde head and a neat little blue feather sticking out of the top. It looked very much like a hamster version of Kefka. *That is a disturbing thought...* Sephiroth thought, looking towards the other creature. It was a T-Rex. A very small and scared looking one. Sephiroth raised an eyebrow.
'I thought you weren't allowed pets...' he mused outloud. Kefka turned away from the flicking long enough to grin evilly.
'YOU aren't. I am,' he stated matter-of-factly before turning back to the TV. 'And they're not pets! They're my friends!' Sephiroth bit his lip to stop himself from laughing and instead sat down on the sofa - as far away from Kefka as he possibly could be.
'Would you mind telling me what you're doing here?' Sephiroth asked again, only to be ignored again.
'Boooooooooooring!' Kefka yelled again, throwing the remote at the TV and inadvertently hitting Rexy head-on. Hamka giggled. Kefka giggled. Even Rexy giggled, once he had got over the shock of hitting the floor. Again. Sephiroth raised an eyebrow at the three.
'Riiight...' he said, wondering why Kefka was staring intently at a blank TV screen.
The clown suddenly span towards him, making Sephiroth jump and fear for his life. Kefka just smirked and held out a hand in some twisted form of a friendly gesture.
'You passed my test!' he started eagerly. 'You're the first person ever...'
::Squeak, squeak...:: Hamka interuppted. Kefka slapped himself on the forehead.
'Oh yeah. I forgot about him. Shame he had to go back to that Zelda world place... Nice guy...' His eyes glazed over for a second, until Sephiroth waved a hand in front of him.
'Aaanyways, you're the first person in a looong time to ever survive a whole week!' Sephiroth's fists reflexively clenched as he heard that. This... This torture... Was just a test?! A stupid test given by some guy he wouldn't trust with his garbage?! Kefka didn't notice the big vein in Sephiroth's head starting to throb, and continued talking.
'Y'see, I do a little test thing to see if my neighbours are worthwhile. No point having big wimps livin' next door, eh? Uwhee! Soo... I just do a couple of... uhm... annoying things for a week,' He paused to giggle, before going on with child-like eagerness.
'To see if my neighbour is worthwhile...' He looked back up to Sephiroth, silently noting the sudden change in colour on his neighbour's face. Hamka also noted the change, and started to squeak urgently.
::Squeak, squeaking squeak...:: she noted.
::roaring, roar...:: Rexy added, making Kefka frown.
'Naaaah! He's alright! He realises that this is just a little, y'know... fun! Uwhee hee!!' He moved towards Sephiroth and grinned madly.
'Dontcha, buddy?' he said, slapping Sephiroth on the back.
Next thing Kefka knew, he was lay on his back outside Sephiroth's apartment with a broken arm. Seconds later, Hamka was kicked out of the door, followed closely by Rexy. Kefka ignored the pain in his arm long enough to scramble and catch his small friends.
::SQUEAK, SQUEAK!!!!:: Hamka yelled, shaking a tiny paw. Sephiroth appeared at the door, Masamune in one hand, a heafty looking vase in the other, and an expression that could kill.
'KEEP AWAY FROM ME, YOU PSYCHO!!' he yelled. Kefka smirked.
'You don't mean that, buddy!' he replied. Sephiroth gave a sarcastic grin, and threw the vase at Kefka. It hit the villain on the head, and smashed into tiny little pieces.
'AND STAY OUT!' Sephiroth shouted, before slamming the door.
Kefka was left to frown slightly, wondering why the person that the voices in his head were referring to as "his new friend" had suddenly gotton angry at him.
'Did I do something wrong?' he asked, holding Hamka in one hand and letting Rexy sit on his chest.
::Squeak, squeak... Squeaking, squeak... Squeak...:: Hamka said, shrugging. Kefka listened calmly, his face melting into a depressed frown.
'B-but... I just... I...' he started, sounding VERY un-villainlike. Rexy licked his face.
::roar, roar... roaring... roar rawr...:: Kefka nodded, looking down at his lizard-like pal.
'You're right... I just didn't think!' He waited until Rexy had perched on his shoulder, grabbed Hamka and leapt to his feet. Well, he leapt as best he could with a broken arm and two pets on his person.
'He just needs a day or so to... cool off...' he said, as if to reaffirm the thought in his mind.
'Yeah... Cool off...' He plastered the grin back onto his face, though it was not as confident as usual. He started to walk back to his own apartment, giving Sephiroth's door a final, sullen glance.
Kefka got inside, slumped down on a chair and suddenly winced in pain.
'Did he throw a VASE at me?' he said, rubbing his head. The glazed expression reappeared on his face as the damage caused by the vase finally seeped through to his brain.
'Oh look... stars...' And with that, Kefka slumped back, with an inane grin on his face.
Today, Keffy quits the torture, and Sephy kind of gets his own back. This one's kinda long, but I really thought about it this time!!
Expect the boys to be at loggerheads in the next chapter! There might even be some cameos from the FF good guys!! *evil grin again*
Enjoy!! Reviews and feedback, welcome as always.
Sephiroth was about ready to throw himself out of the nearest window. For the past four days, the psycho next door had found many different and inventive ways of annoying the heck out of him. First there was the VOOMing... Once that had stopped, there came the joy of finding that his milk supply had been changed to Minion juice...
'Now with added entrails...' Sephiroth muttered, mock-brightly. Then there had been the early morning wake-up calls. And I mean, EARLY.
'So early I was woken up before I went to bed...' Next there was the infernal music that had been pounding through the thin walls. Sephiroth had gone over to complain, and perhaps stick Masamune in the little git's gullet... Only the little git wasn't there. He had disappeared on some FFVI reunion and only come back a day ago. But was it too much to ask for him to keep quiet, even when he wasn't there?
'Of course it is!' Sephiroth groaned, rubbing a hand over his stubbly chin. Kefka had left his stereo on for two days straight, with a looped tape of "RedXIII's Greatest Hits" playing at full blast.
'Croon along with everyone's favourite Cosmo Canyon warrior...' Sephiroth mumbled. 'I tried to kill the idiot... Why would I want to sing along with him?!'
It had been a week since he had moved into this cursed apartment. And every second had been absolute hell.
'I'm starting to wish I'd moved in next to Cloud and Tifa,' he said outloud as he stood up and walked towards the wall that seperated him and the insane clown. 'At least they don't giggle like complete fruitcakes...' He paused for a moment, thinking that one through.
'Then again...'
He reached the wall and put his ear to it; trying to figure out whether Kefka was in the room or not. For the past three hours, everything had been quiet. There was no VOOMing, no music, no giggling. Nothing. In any other situation, Sephiroth would have collapsed on the sofa, but this was no ordinary situation. Something in the back of his mind told him to be careful. The clown wouldn't give up like that... would he? Not so suddenly and so... quietly?
Sephiroth swallowed deeply, again hearing nothing from the other side of the wall. This was unsettling. Where was the freak? And why wasn't he trying to drive Sephiroth to suicide?
He crossed the room and curled up on his sofa; drawing his knees up beneath his chin. He wanted to sleep, but knowing his luck, Kefka would enter and slip small versions of the Weapons in his bed.
'All I wanted to do was have a nice apartment... And get some sleep... And not have to worry about completely nutsoid neighbours!' he moaned, trying to ignore the urge to close his eyelids and fall asleep. He was so... very... tired...
On the other side of the wall, Kefka was sat - watching the smooth plasterboard intently. He was watching it so intently that he didn't notice that Hamka had broken loose and was attempting to mini-flare her way out of the room. The mage hadn't seen the escape yet...
Or so the small hamster thought.
'Nice try, furball,' Kefka said monotonously, pointing a finger at the rodent. Hamka yelped as the fireball hit her, and scurried into a corner to plot her revenge.
The mini T-Rex was sat on Kefka's left shoulder, snoozing quietly. It had spent the entire day on the mage's shoulder, enjoying the fact that it wasn't being kicked out of windows anymore. Kefka had even named it "Rexka" (or Rexy for short) Hamka wasn't trying to kill it anymore, and Kefka's shoulder was kinda comfortable. Rexy let out a little lizard yawn, and continued to sleep.
Kefka's eyes continued to stare at the wall, never blinking or moving off one spot. He had been sat there for three hours straight, never moving. He was watching the wall for a reason. He had found that if he sat still and quiet for long enough, then he could almost, not-quite, perhaps imagine what Sephiroth might, or might-not be doing in his room. Or something to that effect.
He suddenly frowned, leaning forwards slightly, his eyes moving across the wall. Then, the blankness disappeared from his face and he grinned.
'Yees!!' he said, standing up suddenly. Rexy was not ready for this, and fell off the mage's shoulder, landing with a soft thud below.
'I can't believe it!!' Kefka continued, dancing around and clapping his hands together. Hamka peered out from where she had been hiding and gave Kefka an inquisitive gaze.
::Squeak?:: she said. Well, she didn't actually SAY anything. She squeaked. Kefka heard different though. Hamka never needed to SAY anything. The voices in Kefka's head were more than happy to fill in the gaps left by the fact that his closest companion couldn't actually talk.
'Sephiroth survived the entire week!! And he's still alive!!' Hamka tilted her head to one side.
::Squeak, squeak?:: Kefka waved a hand and shrugged.
'I'm sure he's forgotton about that... Uwhee!!' He grabbed his second-best feather from beside him, (The first-best feather was for ladies and destroying worlds) stuffed it neatly in his hair and grinned at himself in his mirror.
'Time to go and tell him what he's done! Uwhee!!'
::Squeak, squeaking squeak!:: Hamka argued. Kefka paused, thinking about his pet's statement.
'Maybe you're right... Lets ask Rexy... Reeeeexy?' The small T-Rex roared quietly, picking himself up off the floor when he had landed.
::roar?::
::Squeak, squeaking squeak!:: Hamka repeated. Rexy frowned.
::roar, roar?::
::SQUEAK!!::
'Haaa!! Good one, Hamka!' Kefka said, dissolving into giggles. Hamka giggled as well. Rexy frowned.
::roar, roaring roar, roar...?::
'Well, I'm still gonna go over there... And you two are coming as well!' Kefka continued, grabbing the small animals and stuffing them into his pockets. The pets didn't have time to argue, and soon the three were out of Kefka's apartment and stood outside Sephiroth's.
'No need for a break-in!' Kefka said, producing the master key that he had... uhm... aquired from... somewhere... He put the key in the lock, twisted it gently and was soon walking into Sephiroth's quiet, darkened apartment.
Sephiroth was dreaming. Again. But it wasn't a beautiful dream of his perfect house with his perfect wife and the perfect garden. He was running; running from the psycho next door who was chasing him with a large instrument that played only one note. And that note, was VOOM.
VOOM the instrument bellowed.
'Where ya going, neighbour?' Kefka yelled after him, not seeming to tire from the endless chase. Sephiroth stayed silent, concentrating on running. Everything was pitch black, and there seemed to be no escape from the nut-job. But he knew, if he ran fast and far enough, then he would be able to get away.
VOOM said the instrument again. Kefka rolled his eyes.
'Don't you play another tune?!' he yelled, whacking the instrument. Sephiroth paused, turned and watched as the instrument turned into a bassoon and swallowed Kefka.
'Uhh...' Sephiroth muttered, raising an eyebrow. 'That's never happened in my dreams before...'
He continued to watch as the bassoon morphed into a small creature. It was a...
'A hamster?!' Sephiroth muttered out-loud, putting his hands on his hips and frowning. 'What's a hamster doing here?'
'Wake up, ya big dolt!' the hamster said, sounding a lot like a certain clown-like neighbour. Sephiroth's frown grew deeper.
'What the f...?' he started, trailing off as the darkness around him faded and turned into... his apartment.
'Oh crap...' Sephiroth said, rubbing his tired eyes. 'Just as I was having a nice sleep...' He yawned and stood up, not noticing that his door was wide open and that there was a small T-Rex sat on top of his TV.
Still rubbing his eyes, he walked into his kitchen and flicked the light on. He waved a hello to the clown-like person who was digging around in his fridge and continued towards the sink.
'Wait a sec...' he muttered, moving back to his fridge and tapping the person on the shoulder.
'What are you doing in my fridge?! Even more important... WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY APARTMENT?!' Kefka turned towards him, and grinned again; that sickening, leering grin that made Sephiroth's blood boil.
'You have such nice ice cream,' he said, shovelling another spoonful into his mouth - as if to prove a point. Sephiroth's hands went to grab his head as he saw what ice cream was being demolished.
'THAT'S MY SPECIAL ICE CREAM! AERIS GAVE ME THAT!' Kefka shrugged.
'I don't see your name on it,' Sephiroth scowled grabbed the tub and pointed to the side, where;
"SEPHIROTH'S SPECIAL ICE CREAM - HANDS, PAWS AND FLIPPERS OFF!!" was written in big, black letters. Kefka shrugged again, and threw the spoon into the sink.
'Oh well... It was very nice. Uwhee,' Sephiroth resisted the urge to stab Kefka with the nearest kitchen implement (which was a tin opener) and instead clenched both fists by his side.
'What... are... you... doing... here?' he muttered through gritted teeth. Kefka either ignored him or didn't hear him as he sauntered into the main room and slumped down on the sofa. The clown then picked up the remote control, and began to do the one thing that annoyed Sephiroth more than anything else in the world.
Channel-surfing.
'Booooring... Oooh... Nope, boooring,' Kefka said, flicking at such a speed that Sephiroth began to wonder how he was able to figure out what was on at all.
'Kefka...' he started, frowning at the two small animals that were sat on top of his TV. One was a hamster - who had the same eye makeup as Kefka, was a bright red colour with a blonde head and a neat little blue feather sticking out of the top. It looked very much like a hamster version of Kefka. *That is a disturbing thought...* Sephiroth thought, looking towards the other creature. It was a T-Rex. A very small and scared looking one. Sephiroth raised an eyebrow.
'I thought you weren't allowed pets...' he mused outloud. Kefka turned away from the flicking long enough to grin evilly.
'YOU aren't. I am,' he stated matter-of-factly before turning back to the TV. 'And they're not pets! They're my friends!' Sephiroth bit his lip to stop himself from laughing and instead sat down on the sofa - as far away from Kefka as he possibly could be.
'Would you mind telling me what you're doing here?' Sephiroth asked again, only to be ignored again.
'Boooooooooooring!' Kefka yelled again, throwing the remote at the TV and inadvertently hitting Rexy head-on. Hamka giggled. Kefka giggled. Even Rexy giggled, once he had got over the shock of hitting the floor. Again. Sephiroth raised an eyebrow at the three.
'Riiight...' he said, wondering why Kefka was staring intently at a blank TV screen.
The clown suddenly span towards him, making Sephiroth jump and fear for his life. Kefka just smirked and held out a hand in some twisted form of a friendly gesture.
'You passed my test!' he started eagerly. 'You're the first person ever...'
::Squeak, squeak...:: Hamka interuppted. Kefka slapped himself on the forehead.
'Oh yeah. I forgot about him. Shame he had to go back to that Zelda world place... Nice guy...' His eyes glazed over for a second, until Sephiroth waved a hand in front of him.
'Aaanyways, you're the first person in a looong time to ever survive a whole week!' Sephiroth's fists reflexively clenched as he heard that. This... This torture... Was just a test?! A stupid test given by some guy he wouldn't trust with his garbage?! Kefka didn't notice the big vein in Sephiroth's head starting to throb, and continued talking.
'Y'see, I do a little test thing to see if my neighbours are worthwhile. No point having big wimps livin' next door, eh? Uwhee! Soo... I just do a couple of... uhm... annoying things for a week,' He paused to giggle, before going on with child-like eagerness.
'To see if my neighbour is worthwhile...' He looked back up to Sephiroth, silently noting the sudden change in colour on his neighbour's face. Hamka also noted the change, and started to squeak urgently.
::Squeak, squeaking squeak...:: she noted.
::roaring, roar...:: Rexy added, making Kefka frown.
'Naaaah! He's alright! He realises that this is just a little, y'know... fun! Uwhee hee!!' He moved towards Sephiroth and grinned madly.
'Dontcha, buddy?' he said, slapping Sephiroth on the back.
Next thing Kefka knew, he was lay on his back outside Sephiroth's apartment with a broken arm. Seconds later, Hamka was kicked out of the door, followed closely by Rexy. Kefka ignored the pain in his arm long enough to scramble and catch his small friends.
::SQUEAK, SQUEAK!!!!:: Hamka yelled, shaking a tiny paw. Sephiroth appeared at the door, Masamune in one hand, a heafty looking vase in the other, and an expression that could kill.
'KEEP AWAY FROM ME, YOU PSYCHO!!' he yelled. Kefka smirked.
'You don't mean that, buddy!' he replied. Sephiroth gave a sarcastic grin, and threw the vase at Kefka. It hit the villain on the head, and smashed into tiny little pieces.
'AND STAY OUT!' Sephiroth shouted, before slamming the door.
Kefka was left to frown slightly, wondering why the person that the voices in his head were referring to as "his new friend" had suddenly gotton angry at him.
'Did I do something wrong?' he asked, holding Hamka in one hand and letting Rexy sit on his chest.
::Squeak, squeak... Squeaking, squeak... Squeak...:: Hamka said, shrugging. Kefka listened calmly, his face melting into a depressed frown.
'B-but... I just... I...' he started, sounding VERY un-villainlike. Rexy licked his face.
::roar, roar... roaring... roar rawr...:: Kefka nodded, looking down at his lizard-like pal.
'You're right... I just didn't think!' He waited until Rexy had perched on his shoulder, grabbed Hamka and leapt to his feet. Well, he leapt as best he could with a broken arm and two pets on his person.
'He just needs a day or so to... cool off...' he said, as if to reaffirm the thought in his mind.
'Yeah... Cool off...' He plastered the grin back onto his face, though it was not as confident as usual. He started to walk back to his own apartment, giving Sephiroth's door a final, sullen glance.
Kefka got inside, slumped down on a chair and suddenly winced in pain.
'Did he throw a VASE at me?' he said, rubbing his head. The glazed expression reappeared on his face as the damage caused by the vase finally seeped through to his brain.
'Oh look... stars...' And with that, Kefka slumped back, with an inane grin on his face.
