Love at first sight? No!
This is my second fic. I am trying harder!
Vincent is now living with Cid and his other friend Shera. Vincent was feeling depressed and lonesome.
Chapter 1 The secret
Vincent: Hey, Cid, throw me a bear.
Vincent had been lying on the sofa all day. He was feeling bad because he didn't have a girlfriend while Cid, who didn't really "go out with", had Shera.
Cid: Get your lazy @$$ up and get it yourself! You have been setting on that #*&% *&^^$ couch for too long. You know what! I have a good Idea.
Vincent: No. He rolled over and covered his head with a pillow. The last time you said that, you ended up in jail for drunk driving, Speeding and Shera and I had to pay 1000 gil for bail.
Cid: So! That was a long time ago and. But Vincent cut him off.
Vincent: It was last Thursday.
Cid: *sweat drop*
Cid: Well, you will like this one!
Cid started thinking and then he looked like he had the best little idea but Vincent had chills down his back because Cid had a little devilish like grin on him.
Vincent was going to ask what he had in store for him but he was to scared to ask. He kind of twitched, then prayed to god that this idea didn't involve gasoline and fire or go out and getting drunk.
Cid then called Shera in and whispered something in her ear. She too got a evil grin on her face and then agreed.
Shera: Sure, I will. Then she walked out of the room and then went into her room.
Cid just sat there and chuckled while she left the room.
Vincent: What is going on!
.
Vincent: Cid, WHAT'S GOING ON!
Cid just sat there in his little chare and chuckled.
Vincent decided he would find out. He went to Shera's door and he heard her singing through the door. She said she was going to get lucky tonight and then asked Vincent to come in for a minute.
Vincent: Ah. N n n n. Ah, gulp, ah, no, I ah, can't.
Shera: Why not? She asked.
Vincent: Because, ah, I am going to the store.
Shera: But I went just yesterday!
Vincent: Ah, you forgot the, ah, fruit. Yes, the, ah, fruit, yes.
Shera: But we don't eat fruit!
But by then, Vincent was gone out the door and in the car.
This is my second fic. I am trying harder!
Vincent is now living with Cid and his other friend Shera. Vincent was feeling depressed and lonesome.
Chapter 1 The secret
Vincent: Hey, Cid, throw me a bear.
Vincent had been lying on the sofa all day. He was feeling bad because he didn't have a girlfriend while Cid, who didn't really "go out with", had Shera.
Cid: Get your lazy @$$ up and get it yourself! You have been setting on that #*&% *&^^$ couch for too long. You know what! I have a good Idea.
Vincent: No. He rolled over and covered his head with a pillow. The last time you said that, you ended up in jail for drunk driving, Speeding and Shera and I had to pay 1000 gil for bail.
Cid: So! That was a long time ago and. But Vincent cut him off.
Vincent: It was last Thursday.
Cid: *sweat drop*
Cid: Well, you will like this one!
Cid started thinking and then he looked like he had the best little idea but Vincent had chills down his back because Cid had a little devilish like grin on him.
Vincent was going to ask what he had in store for him but he was to scared to ask. He kind of twitched, then prayed to god that this idea didn't involve gasoline and fire or go out and getting drunk.
Cid then called Shera in and whispered something in her ear. She too got a evil grin on her face and then agreed.
Shera: Sure, I will. Then she walked out of the room and then went into her room.
Cid just sat there and chuckled while she left the room.
Vincent: What is going on!
.
Vincent: Cid, WHAT'S GOING ON!
Cid just sat there in his little chare and chuckled.
Vincent decided he would find out. He went to Shera's door and he heard her singing through the door. She said she was going to get lucky tonight and then asked Vincent to come in for a minute.
Vincent: Ah. N n n n. Ah, gulp, ah, no, I ah, can't.
Shera: Why not? She asked.
Vincent: Because, ah, I am going to the store.
Shera: But I went just yesterday!
Vincent: Ah, you forgot the, ah, fruit. Yes, the, ah, fruit, yes.
Shera: But we don't eat fruit!
But by then, Vincent was gone out the door and in the car.
