Title: Cloud in a Can
Author: Casshirek
Summary: Chibiness abound. Chibi-Cloud is set adrift in his can of desolation. The chibi-girls of FF7 set out to find them. This one is dedicated to someone who is very, very, very, very dear to me and right now feeling crappy. ^.^; Characters belong to appropriate parties, the can belongs to me.
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Depression hits people.
Yes, even those of the chibi community, although such moments of upset can be staved by inordinate amounts of sugar in their diet, can have moments of upset. While such things send the cuteness-challenged into their rooms, with platoons of ice-cream at their evil command, this causes chibis to set adrift on tiny cans of (insert name of negative emotion being experienced) until they are found and brought home by hook or by sugar-laced crook.
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"Squeak." Chibi-Tifa placed her hands, or what approximated for hands in the chibi community, on her hips as she glared at their unexpected passenger. Tiny foot was tapped impatiently on the box of pocki.
True to nature, Chibi-Yuffie had stolen aboard the pocki-vessel without first informing the crew. How a box of pocki, ordinarily made from water- soluble cardboard, was capable of supporting three tiny chibis is a mystery that probably relates to the sugary qualities of the chocolate-dipped biscuit. It was unfortunate that Yuffie, asides from being a stoleaway, was also a massive eater who, when caught, was halfway through eating a length of pocki twice her height and width.
"Squeaksqueaksqueak?" Crumbs flew everywhere. One of which caught the squeaking Chibi-Tifa right in the mouth. She paused and blinked. Munching industriously, she was almost overcome by one of the three universal weaknesses of chibis (one of which, as mentioned here, is anything sugary) when a loud squeak interrupted her saccharine reverie.
Fluffy dream-clouds, no doubt formulated from cotton candy and processed pink marshmellows dissipated into the lingering perfume of strawberries. Two enormous pairs of eyes turned to stare at what appeared to be a beaten old can.
"Squeak?"
"Squeaksqueaksqueak!" Chibi-Aeris, the navigation officer, shook her head mildly and pointed at the occupant of the can in an attempt to distract the chibis from the writing on it. It wasn't a good idea to put the image of a can filled with white chocolate in the minds of a chibi. Under such circumstances, cannibalism is not unknown in the eating frenzy that follows. Ahem. Pocki stick was waved for effect. She paused and peeked at the stick before chewing off the still arid end. All good. "Squeak!"
And there he was, a chibi of the masculine variety, with a shock of golden- blonde hair that you could have used to open cans with (wonder how his can- boat was opened) and enormous blue eyes that would put fawns to shame. The elusive Chibi-Cloud.
"Squeak!" Said Chibi-Aeris.
"Squeak!" Said Chibi-Tifa, jumping up and down.
"... mrrfle-*chomp*..." Said Chibi-Yuffie as she resumed her eating. No point in letting good pocki go to waste.
Chibi-Cloud did not look up, remaining absolutely silent as his can drifted into the vicinity of the pocki box. The three female chibis studied the morose character briefly before two of them abandoned ship. There was a moment of tense silence when both vessels appeared poised to sink. Nothing happened. A group hug followed with appropriate musical accompaniment and sugar was shared. It would only be later, after they had beaten Chibi- Yuffie for the last few sticks of pocki and stole the sugar-cube she had in her clothing (how she hid it, considering the fact that her figure- conforming shirt was about as big as an ant, is another mystery) did they bring the Chibi-Cloud home and away from his can of desolation.
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Author: Casshirek
Summary: Chibiness abound. Chibi-Cloud is set adrift in his can of desolation. The chibi-girls of FF7 set out to find them. This one is dedicated to someone who is very, very, very, very dear to me and right now feeling crappy. ^.^; Characters belong to appropriate parties, the can belongs to me.
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Depression hits people.
Yes, even those of the chibi community, although such moments of upset can be staved by inordinate amounts of sugar in their diet, can have moments of upset. While such things send the cuteness-challenged into their rooms, with platoons of ice-cream at their evil command, this causes chibis to set adrift on tiny cans of (insert name of negative emotion being experienced) until they are found and brought home by hook or by sugar-laced crook.
* * *
"Squeak." Chibi-Tifa placed her hands, or what approximated for hands in the chibi community, on her hips as she glared at their unexpected passenger. Tiny foot was tapped impatiently on the box of pocki.
True to nature, Chibi-Yuffie had stolen aboard the pocki-vessel without first informing the crew. How a box of pocki, ordinarily made from water- soluble cardboard, was capable of supporting three tiny chibis is a mystery that probably relates to the sugary qualities of the chocolate-dipped biscuit. It was unfortunate that Yuffie, asides from being a stoleaway, was also a massive eater who, when caught, was halfway through eating a length of pocki twice her height and width.
"Squeaksqueaksqueak?" Crumbs flew everywhere. One of which caught the squeaking Chibi-Tifa right in the mouth. She paused and blinked. Munching industriously, she was almost overcome by one of the three universal weaknesses of chibis (one of which, as mentioned here, is anything sugary) when a loud squeak interrupted her saccharine reverie.
Fluffy dream-clouds, no doubt formulated from cotton candy and processed pink marshmellows dissipated into the lingering perfume of strawberries. Two enormous pairs of eyes turned to stare at what appeared to be a beaten old can.
"Squeak?"
"Squeaksqueaksqueak!" Chibi-Aeris, the navigation officer, shook her head mildly and pointed at the occupant of the can in an attempt to distract the chibis from the writing on it. It wasn't a good idea to put the image of a can filled with white chocolate in the minds of a chibi. Under such circumstances, cannibalism is not unknown in the eating frenzy that follows. Ahem. Pocki stick was waved for effect. She paused and peeked at the stick before chewing off the still arid end. All good. "Squeak!"
And there he was, a chibi of the masculine variety, with a shock of golden- blonde hair that you could have used to open cans with (wonder how his can- boat was opened) and enormous blue eyes that would put fawns to shame. The elusive Chibi-Cloud.
"Squeak!" Said Chibi-Aeris.
"Squeak!" Said Chibi-Tifa, jumping up and down.
"... mrrfle-*chomp*..." Said Chibi-Yuffie as she resumed her eating. No point in letting good pocki go to waste.
Chibi-Cloud did not look up, remaining absolutely silent as his can drifted into the vicinity of the pocki box. The three female chibis studied the morose character briefly before two of them abandoned ship. There was a moment of tense silence when both vessels appeared poised to sink. Nothing happened. A group hug followed with appropriate musical accompaniment and sugar was shared. It would only be later, after they had beaten Chibi- Yuffie for the last few sticks of pocki and stole the sugar-cube she had in her clothing (how she hid it, considering the fact that her figure- conforming shirt was about as big as an ant, is another mystery) did they bring the Chibi-Cloud home and away from his can of desolation.
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