Kitty Luv

By Me Gots No Name

Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII…or the idea for this fanfic. I stole it from my younger sister. (Gee, ain't I nice?)

It was another peaceful day at the Gold Saucer. Cait Sith was on a roll. 15 lucky customers with good fortunes in one hour!

Cait Sith: Be sure to tell your friends!

*Mog starts ringing like alarm clock.*

Cait Sith: Yay! Break time!

*Cait Sith & Mog leave their post. Out of boredom, they decide to go to the fortune~telling machine.*

Machine: A beautiful thief will come & steal your heart away. Make sure she doesn't take your materia, too. Your lucky number is 16.

Cait Sith: *Scoffs* Like that'll ever happen…

*At Shinra HQ, in Reeve's Satellite Room…*

Reno: Hey Reeve! Whacha doin'?

Reeve: Get out of here unless you brought beer.

*Reno holds up six~pack.*

Reeve: Sit down & hand me a can.

*Obliges*

Reno: So what's with the TV? Is there nuthin' else on?

Reeve: This is my security camera, a mechanical cat riding on a mog who gives fortunes.

Reno: What were you smoking when you came up with that?

Reeve: I was eating takeout from Fu Lin.

Reno: Oh… That sounds good…

*Back at the Gold Saucer…*

Cait Sith: Look, Moggy! Lucky Customer #16 is coming!

Who will be Lucky Customer #16? Why are Reeve & Reno acting like drinking buddies & talking about Chinese food? Does anyone care? Find out (or not) in our next exciting installment!