*At Aura~sama's house, the author & Will~chan are asleep on a sofa, still holding the PlayStation controllers, still duking it out in their sleep. Aura~sama's little sister, Bell~chan, comes into the room.*
Bell~chan: Shove off. I wanna play Star Ocean.
*She pokes Aura~sama & Will~chan until they wake up.*
Will~chan: *Yawn* What time is it?
*Aura~sama checks the clock*
It's 12:20 PM...
Will~chan: Oh okay...*Goes back to sleep*
Bell~chan: Get the controller out of her hands.
Why should I? We were here first...
Bell~chan: Don't you have a fanfic to write?
Oh yeah, I do. But I don't know how to close it.
Bell~chan: I know how you can start.
How?
Bell~chan: First, you give me the controller, then you get up off of your lazy ass, then you go over to the computer, & then you type your story!
All right, already! I get the idea!
*Leaves to type up story... We hope...*
But I just said I don't have any ideas!
*Well, the show must go on. Back at Nibelheim Manor...*
Cait Sith: Way to go, Cid. This'll be something to tell the kids that will inevitably come up to you & bug you about your past, calling you "that crazy old guy that swears a lot & smells like cancer" or something of the like.
Cid: Dammit! I gotta do something!
Vincent: I think you did enough.
Cloud: We'll help you out with this one.
Tifa: That's a good idea.
Red XIII: It's the least we could do.
Yuffie: The least we could do is nothing. But I'll do it anyways to help the old man.
Barret: Yeh, foo'! We gotta help out Cid for all da times he's helped us!
Cabbie: We'll help too, right guys?
Chainsaw Murderer: Absolutely! We're here to make sure this story has a happy ending!
Zage: I'll just do it because I have nothing better to do.
Cid: You know what? Sometimes you guys can be &%^#ing cool!
Cait Sith: All right! So this wedding hasn't gone down the crapper yet!
Vincent: Cid, you stay here & all of us will go get Shera.
Cid: It works for me, I guess...
*Everyone except Cid leaves after Shera, while Cid listens to Moggy's left behind "back in the u.s." CDs.*
Cait Sith: Shera! Shera! Wait up, Shera!
*Shera walks on as everyone joins her walking behind.*
Shera: I'm not walking back to that captain after what he said.
Cait Sith: But you know Cid's a good guy! He's just kinda nervous!
*Moggy nods in agreement.*
Vincent: Shera, please don't just walk out on Cid. It's true his original intentions weren't good for marriage, but he's changed them since.
Cloud: You know Cid's a tough old guy & sometimes he screws up his words.
Tifa: The pressure of the wedding probably made that worse.
Yuffie: C'mon! The old man's got good qualities!
Barret: He really was helpful when we needed him.
Cabbie: He was probably just as helpful when you needed him.
Chainsaw Murderer: He loves you, just as you love him.
Zage: So get married already!
*Shera turns around to face all of them.*
Shera: The author has really bad writer's block, doesn't she?
^^' Shera...
Shera: This is gonna turn into a sappy ending, isn't it?
Well, it's getting close to Valentine's Day...Besides, I'm a hopeless romantic...
Shera: But they are right. The Captain's always helped me out when I've needed it.
Cait Sith: Cid needs your help too.
Vincent: He also needs our help. If it wasn't for us, he might never have done this.
Shera: You're all right. I'm going back to the Captain right now!
Everyone else: Hooray!
*They all run back to Nibelheim Manor. When they run into the room the ceremony was being held in, they see Cid dancing around to "Back In The USSR" with Chibi Lucrecia~sama as his partner.*
Cid: Back in the US Back in the US Back in the USSR! Oh hi, you guys!
*Tosses Chibi Lucrecia~sama to Vincent.*
Shera: Captain, I'm sorry for running off. I didn't mean to.
Cid: Naw, it was my fault. I just don't $#%&ing know when to quit sometimes.
Cait Sith: So can we get on with the ceremony?
*Cid & Shera nod & Cait Sith finishes the ceremony.*
Cait Sith: I now pronounce you husband & wife. You may kiss da bride.
*Cid & Shera kiss. Some people go "Oooh" & "Aaah". Tifa begins tearing up & Cloud offers her his sleeve. She wipes her eyes on it & blows her nose. Vincent is dabbing at Chibi Lucrecia~sama's eyes as if she's crying.*
Shera: Captain, you need a shave.
Cid: What?
Shera: I felt like I was kissing a welcome mat.
Cid: At least I don't have as much hair as furball does here.
Cait Sith: Does it matter now? You're married! How does it feel, Cid?
Cid: Like I've just been called a welcome mat.
Cait Sith: Now it's time for the party!
*Moggy turns "back in the u.s." on & Cait Sith starts tossing out Nutbunnies® as everyone begins dancing to "Can't Buy Me Love"*
Yay! That's done!
Reno: How come we weren't in this fic?
^^' Didja wanna be?
Reno: Kinda sorta maybe...
Reeve: It doesn't matter to me.
Rude: .....
Well, you guys could do a commercial.
Reno: We'll do it!
*Reno has no idea what he just got all of them into...*
Rude: Heheheheheheheh.....
Reno: Shut up.
Reeve: But that outfit suits you...Renoa!
*Reno is wearing a long wig & a poofy purple prom dress. Reeve & Rude are laughing their asses off at the sight. A vein pops onto Reno's head.*
Reno: Just shut up & do the commercial!
*Rude begins sniffing around the room, like a bloodhound on a trail. He sniffs all the way up to the cross~dressing Reno & takes a deep sniff of the prom dress.*
Rude: Why that wonderful scent is you! *Howls like a wolf.*
Reno: I got the Scratch'N'Sniff prom dress, so now I got the guy.
Reeve(Like an announcer): That's right! Scratch'N'Sniff prom dresses are the latest for the young ladies. They come in all sorts of scents, like vanilla, blueberry, banana, & even vanilla!
You said vanilla twice.
Reeve: That's because I'm drunk.
Oh. Ok.
Reeve: The best part is, it only costs $29.99! Why is it so cheap? 'Coz you gotta provide your own dress. We're just adding the scent. Remember, Scratch'N'Sniff prom dresses. Hit it, guys!
*Reno (who's still in the prom dress) & Rude are both holding guitars & Reeve is behind a drum set. They begin playing a hard rock song.*
Scratch'N'Sniff Song: Smelly prom dresses! Buy some smelly prom dresses! Only $29.99! Smelly! Smelly! Smelly prom dress! Smelly! Smelly! Smelly prom dress! Prom dresses! Prom dresses! Buy yourself some smelly prom dresses! Yooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwah! Smelly prom dresses! Oh yeah, smelly prom dresses! Buy some! $29.99! Prom dresses!
That was good.
Reno: Can I get out of this prom dress now?
Yeah, sure.
Reno: Freedom!
*He rips off the prom dress & wig, revealing to the world his vertical blue & white striped boxors. He walks off to burn the evil prom dress from Hell.*
Rude: Can I smash the guitar now?
It's a rental.
Rude: Well, then can I just ding it?
Okay.
*Rude smashes the guitar into oblivion.*
Jack's gonna be pissed off.
Jack (Who just came in all of a sudden like everyone seems to do): You're damn right I'm gonna be pissed off!
Hey Will~chan? Little help?
*Will~chan is playing the abandoned Gundam Battle Assault 2 game with Bell~chan.*
Aw Nutbunnies®...
*Chibi Cait Sith bounds up to Jack & whispers something in his ear.*
Jack: Chibi Cait Sith told me you have an evil servant at your disposal?
Um...maybe?
Jack: I got some work to do. Can I borrow them?
I don't think you wanna do that...He's not an evil servant for nothing.
Jack: You're already in debt from buying so much Pocky. You wanna add the price of a guitar?
Well, no. But I'm afraid of the damage he might cause while he works for you...
Jack: Well, it doesn't really matter anyway since you really weren't the one who rented it.
*Jack angrily eyes Rude.*
Rude: I'm gonna be going now...
*Runs off. Jack follows.*
Now to do some legal stuff. I don't own the bit about Scratch'N'Sniff prom dresses. That idea belongs to 3 students who're in the same Speech class with me; Kerry Wilkins, Jennifer Green, & Jennifer Welch. It was even funnier in real life. Don't ask about Jack. I just got that name from Jack's Music Store. If you don't know my evil servant, visit my site via my profile.
End. Finally...
Bell~chan: Shove off. I wanna play Star Ocean.
*She pokes Aura~sama & Will~chan until they wake up.*
Will~chan: *Yawn* What time is it?
*Aura~sama checks the clock*
It's 12:20 PM...
Will~chan: Oh okay...*Goes back to sleep*
Bell~chan: Get the controller out of her hands.
Why should I? We were here first...
Bell~chan: Don't you have a fanfic to write?
Oh yeah, I do. But I don't know how to close it.
Bell~chan: I know how you can start.
How?
Bell~chan: First, you give me the controller, then you get up off of your lazy ass, then you go over to the computer, & then you type your story!
All right, already! I get the idea!
*Leaves to type up story... We hope...*
But I just said I don't have any ideas!
*Well, the show must go on. Back at Nibelheim Manor...*
Cait Sith: Way to go, Cid. This'll be something to tell the kids that will inevitably come up to you & bug you about your past, calling you "that crazy old guy that swears a lot & smells like cancer" or something of the like.
Cid: Dammit! I gotta do something!
Vincent: I think you did enough.
Cloud: We'll help you out with this one.
Tifa: That's a good idea.
Red XIII: It's the least we could do.
Yuffie: The least we could do is nothing. But I'll do it anyways to help the old man.
Barret: Yeh, foo'! We gotta help out Cid for all da times he's helped us!
Cabbie: We'll help too, right guys?
Chainsaw Murderer: Absolutely! We're here to make sure this story has a happy ending!
Zage: I'll just do it because I have nothing better to do.
Cid: You know what? Sometimes you guys can be &%^#ing cool!
Cait Sith: All right! So this wedding hasn't gone down the crapper yet!
Vincent: Cid, you stay here & all of us will go get Shera.
Cid: It works for me, I guess...
*Everyone except Cid leaves after Shera, while Cid listens to Moggy's left behind "back in the u.s." CDs.*
Cait Sith: Shera! Shera! Wait up, Shera!
*Shera walks on as everyone joins her walking behind.*
Shera: I'm not walking back to that captain after what he said.
Cait Sith: But you know Cid's a good guy! He's just kinda nervous!
*Moggy nods in agreement.*
Vincent: Shera, please don't just walk out on Cid. It's true his original intentions weren't good for marriage, but he's changed them since.
Cloud: You know Cid's a tough old guy & sometimes he screws up his words.
Tifa: The pressure of the wedding probably made that worse.
Yuffie: C'mon! The old man's got good qualities!
Barret: He really was helpful when we needed him.
Cabbie: He was probably just as helpful when you needed him.
Chainsaw Murderer: He loves you, just as you love him.
Zage: So get married already!
*Shera turns around to face all of them.*
Shera: The author has really bad writer's block, doesn't she?
^^' Shera...
Shera: This is gonna turn into a sappy ending, isn't it?
Well, it's getting close to Valentine's Day...Besides, I'm a hopeless romantic...
Shera: But they are right. The Captain's always helped me out when I've needed it.
Cait Sith: Cid needs your help too.
Vincent: He also needs our help. If it wasn't for us, he might never have done this.
Shera: You're all right. I'm going back to the Captain right now!
Everyone else: Hooray!
*They all run back to Nibelheim Manor. When they run into the room the ceremony was being held in, they see Cid dancing around to "Back In The USSR" with Chibi Lucrecia~sama as his partner.*
Cid: Back in the US Back in the US Back in the USSR! Oh hi, you guys!
*Tosses Chibi Lucrecia~sama to Vincent.*
Shera: Captain, I'm sorry for running off. I didn't mean to.
Cid: Naw, it was my fault. I just don't $#%&ing know when to quit sometimes.
Cait Sith: So can we get on with the ceremony?
*Cid & Shera nod & Cait Sith finishes the ceremony.*
Cait Sith: I now pronounce you husband & wife. You may kiss da bride.
*Cid & Shera kiss. Some people go "Oooh" & "Aaah". Tifa begins tearing up & Cloud offers her his sleeve. She wipes her eyes on it & blows her nose. Vincent is dabbing at Chibi Lucrecia~sama's eyes as if she's crying.*
Shera: Captain, you need a shave.
Cid: What?
Shera: I felt like I was kissing a welcome mat.
Cid: At least I don't have as much hair as furball does here.
Cait Sith: Does it matter now? You're married! How does it feel, Cid?
Cid: Like I've just been called a welcome mat.
Cait Sith: Now it's time for the party!
*Moggy turns "back in the u.s." on & Cait Sith starts tossing out Nutbunnies® as everyone begins dancing to "Can't Buy Me Love"*
Yay! That's done!
Reno: How come we weren't in this fic?
^^' Didja wanna be?
Reno: Kinda sorta maybe...
Reeve: It doesn't matter to me.
Rude: .....
Well, you guys could do a commercial.
Reno: We'll do it!
*Reno has no idea what he just got all of them into...*
Rude: Heheheheheheheh.....
Reno: Shut up.
Reeve: But that outfit suits you...Renoa!
*Reno is wearing a long wig & a poofy purple prom dress. Reeve & Rude are laughing their asses off at the sight. A vein pops onto Reno's head.*
Reno: Just shut up & do the commercial!
*Rude begins sniffing around the room, like a bloodhound on a trail. He sniffs all the way up to the cross~dressing Reno & takes a deep sniff of the prom dress.*
Rude: Why that wonderful scent is you! *Howls like a wolf.*
Reno: I got the Scratch'N'Sniff prom dress, so now I got the guy.
Reeve(Like an announcer): That's right! Scratch'N'Sniff prom dresses are the latest for the young ladies. They come in all sorts of scents, like vanilla, blueberry, banana, & even vanilla!
You said vanilla twice.
Reeve: That's because I'm drunk.
Oh. Ok.
Reeve: The best part is, it only costs $29.99! Why is it so cheap? 'Coz you gotta provide your own dress. We're just adding the scent. Remember, Scratch'N'Sniff prom dresses. Hit it, guys!
*Reno (who's still in the prom dress) & Rude are both holding guitars & Reeve is behind a drum set. They begin playing a hard rock song.*
Scratch'N'Sniff Song: Smelly prom dresses! Buy some smelly prom dresses! Only $29.99! Smelly! Smelly! Smelly prom dress! Smelly! Smelly! Smelly prom dress! Prom dresses! Prom dresses! Buy yourself some smelly prom dresses! Yooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwah! Smelly prom dresses! Oh yeah, smelly prom dresses! Buy some! $29.99! Prom dresses!
That was good.
Reno: Can I get out of this prom dress now?
Yeah, sure.
Reno: Freedom!
*He rips off the prom dress & wig, revealing to the world his vertical blue & white striped boxors. He walks off to burn the evil prom dress from Hell.*
Rude: Can I smash the guitar now?
It's a rental.
Rude: Well, then can I just ding it?
Okay.
*Rude smashes the guitar into oblivion.*
Jack's gonna be pissed off.
Jack (Who just came in all of a sudden like everyone seems to do): You're damn right I'm gonna be pissed off!
Hey Will~chan? Little help?
*Will~chan is playing the abandoned Gundam Battle Assault 2 game with Bell~chan.*
Aw Nutbunnies®...
*Chibi Cait Sith bounds up to Jack & whispers something in his ear.*
Jack: Chibi Cait Sith told me you have an evil servant at your disposal?
Um...maybe?
Jack: I got some work to do. Can I borrow them?
I don't think you wanna do that...He's not an evil servant for nothing.
Jack: You're already in debt from buying so much Pocky. You wanna add the price of a guitar?
Well, no. But I'm afraid of the damage he might cause while he works for you...
Jack: Well, it doesn't really matter anyway since you really weren't the one who rented it.
*Jack angrily eyes Rude.*
Rude: I'm gonna be going now...
*Runs off. Jack follows.*
Now to do some legal stuff. I don't own the bit about Scratch'N'Sniff prom dresses. That idea belongs to 3 students who're in the same Speech class with me; Kerry Wilkins, Jennifer Green, & Jennifer Welch. It was even funnier in real life. Don't ask about Jack. I just got that name from Jack's Music Store. If you don't know my evil servant, visit my site via my profile.
End. Finally...