*Cait Sith walks in front to a bus stop, Vincent behind dragging a
bound~&~gagged~&~swearing Cid. A bus that says "Rocket Town" on the banner
stops & they get on, acting like it's perfectly normal for cats to ride
mogs, guys to have metal arms, & swearing captains to be bound~&~gagged.*
Bus Driver: Sorry, no pets.
Cait Sith: What a rude thing to say!
*Turns to face the cursing bundle on the ground.*
Cait Sith: Cid's not our pet.
*More muffled cursing from Cid.*
Bus Driver: I meant you, Fuzzy.
Cait Sith: Oh no! I'm not a pet either! I'm a stuffed toy who reads fortunes for a living.
*On the road.*
Vincent: You had to read his fortune.
Cait Sith: Well, how was *I* supposed to know his lover slept with Reeve?
*Muffled question from Cid.*
Vincent: Okay, you can go to the bathroom, but you're staying on the leash.
*Muffled curse word.*
Cait Sith: We know Cid. We know.
*Back in Rocket Town.*
Shera: It's so quiet here without the Captain's usual swearing & orders for me to bring him his tea & cigarettes.
*Phone rings, Shera answers.*
Shera: Highwind residence, Shera speaking.
Vincent: Hello Shera. This is Vincent.
Shera: Oh hello Mr. Valentine. Is the Captain still with you?
Vincent: Yes. Cait Sith & I are personally escorting him home.
Shera; May I speak to him?
*In the gas station bathroom.*
Cid: Damn air dryer never works.
*Back at the gas station pay phone.*
Vincent: I'm sorry Shera, but her's not available right now.
Shera: Well how are you & Cait Sith doing?
Vincent: I'm doing fine. Wish I could say the same for Cait Sith.
*At a vending machine.*
Cait Sith: YOU STUPID RIP~OFF MACHINE!!!!! GIMMY MY NUTBUNNIES®! GIMMY!!!!!
*Smashes machine with megaphone until bags of Nutbunnies® flood out.*
Cait Sith: WOOHOO! Moggy, fill the cabinet.
*Payphone*
Vincent: Well, I take that back. *Puts hand over phone.* Cait Sith, you shouldn't take so many Nutbunnies® without paying for them. It's a sin.
Cait Sith: What do you care as long as it's not you sinning?
Vincent: All right. *Back on phone.* You were saying?
Shera: Please do me a favor & take good care of the Captain on his way home, okay?
Vincent: Of course, Shera. We'll take care of Cid.
Cait Sith: Hahahahahahahahaha! "Care"! That's a funny one, Vinny. Haha! "Care".
Vincent: Um.Don't listen to him.
Shera: Aw, I never listen to him.
Vincent: Really?
Shera: Yeah, not since that time he predicted the Captain would ask me to marry him one day. *Giggle* Isn't that something?
Vincent: *Chuckles* Ridiculous. Well, we should go now for time's sake. We'll call you later.
Shera: Okay. Bye.
Vincent: Good bye.
So whaddaya loyal fans say? Do ya like what ya read? I don't pay much attention to the reviews really. (That's why I probably don't have too many for my other stories.) But this time I'm milking it for all it's worth. If ya wanna review, be my guest.
Bus Driver: Sorry, no pets.
Cait Sith: What a rude thing to say!
*Turns to face the cursing bundle on the ground.*
Cait Sith: Cid's not our pet.
*More muffled cursing from Cid.*
Bus Driver: I meant you, Fuzzy.
Cait Sith: Oh no! I'm not a pet either! I'm a stuffed toy who reads fortunes for a living.
*On the road.*
Vincent: You had to read his fortune.
Cait Sith: Well, how was *I* supposed to know his lover slept with Reeve?
*Muffled question from Cid.*
Vincent: Okay, you can go to the bathroom, but you're staying on the leash.
*Muffled curse word.*
Cait Sith: We know Cid. We know.
*Back in Rocket Town.*
Shera: It's so quiet here without the Captain's usual swearing & orders for me to bring him his tea & cigarettes.
*Phone rings, Shera answers.*
Shera: Highwind residence, Shera speaking.
Vincent: Hello Shera. This is Vincent.
Shera: Oh hello Mr. Valentine. Is the Captain still with you?
Vincent: Yes. Cait Sith & I are personally escorting him home.
Shera; May I speak to him?
*In the gas station bathroom.*
Cid: Damn air dryer never works.
*Back at the gas station pay phone.*
Vincent: I'm sorry Shera, but her's not available right now.
Shera: Well how are you & Cait Sith doing?
Vincent: I'm doing fine. Wish I could say the same for Cait Sith.
*At a vending machine.*
Cait Sith: YOU STUPID RIP~OFF MACHINE!!!!! GIMMY MY NUTBUNNIES®! GIMMY!!!!!
*Smashes machine with megaphone until bags of Nutbunnies® flood out.*
Cait Sith: WOOHOO! Moggy, fill the cabinet.
*Payphone*
Vincent: Well, I take that back. *Puts hand over phone.* Cait Sith, you shouldn't take so many Nutbunnies® without paying for them. It's a sin.
Cait Sith: What do you care as long as it's not you sinning?
Vincent: All right. *Back on phone.* You were saying?
Shera: Please do me a favor & take good care of the Captain on his way home, okay?
Vincent: Of course, Shera. We'll take care of Cid.
Cait Sith: Hahahahahahahahaha! "Care"! That's a funny one, Vinny. Haha! "Care".
Vincent: Um.Don't listen to him.
Shera: Aw, I never listen to him.
Vincent: Really?
Shera: Yeah, not since that time he predicted the Captain would ask me to marry him one day. *Giggle* Isn't that something?
Vincent: *Chuckles* Ridiculous. Well, we should go now for time's sake. We'll call you later.
Shera: Okay. Bye.
Vincent: Good bye.
So whaddaya loyal fans say? Do ya like what ya read? I don't pay much attention to the reviews really. (That's why I probably don't have too many for my other stories.) But this time I'm milking it for all it's worth. If ya wanna review, be my guest.