I don't own the characters, the game, or rights thereto. I do own a copy of FF VII and the soundtrack, but nothing more. I also don't own The U.S.A. Free country, my winnebago. I said I'd buy the country, but no one would give me the deed. How about that?
Later that night, Yuffie was sitting in her room. Vincent was out in the lobby. Yuffie sat and thought. She tried to compile everything she knew about Vincent. Problem was, was that Vincent never really talked about himself that much. And when he did, it was only in short, vague speeches. On the whole, he was a nice guy. A little dark and very depressed, but a nice guy. Yuffie thought for a while before she came to her conclusions. She liked Vincent, as a friend (and only as a friend), and she did feel like cutting loose. And as a friend, it was her duty to drag Vincent along and have some fun. And she did need to make some apologies. Plus a good, responsible friend who rarely drinks and won't pull any funny stuff while your drunk is a perfect excuse for anything. Looking through her stuff, she found a light blue ribbon that she had kept for years. Looking around her room, Yuffie spied a vanity with an assortment of makeup. Well, Yuffie thought, since this isn't a date or anything, what's the harm in dressing up a bit? That'll shake him up m real good.
Vincent watched the fake lightning crash and heard the sound of thunder echoing from a not-so hidden speaker in the lobby. Vincent never cared for staying in the Gold Saucer's hotel. Not surprisingly, the gaudy horror motif depressed him. And it never helped when people asked him to take their baggage, thinking he was part of the staff. Lousy tippers to boot, Vincent thought without the slightest trace of irony. Vincent started to return to their room, to settle in for a quiet night of angst, when Yuffie bounded out the door. Gone was the tough ninja girl, and in her place was a radiant maiden.
"Hey Vince! What's up?"
"No-nothing much."
"Okay, anyway, I figured that since we got this Platinum pass, we should use it while we're here. What do ya' say?"
"Well, I'm not really doing anything, but."
"But what? Are you saying you wouldn't like to go out with me?"
Vincent gulped loudly as he struggled to come up with an answer.
"No, it's just that I, um, would rather, that is to say, I prefer being alone."
"And you're going to let a beautiful woman go out unescorted? Shame on you."
"You're not going to let me off the hook, are you?"
"No chance in hell. Let's go."
"So where to first?"
"How about Wonder Square?"
"Good idea! And here I thought you didn't like games."
"I don't. I figured you did."
"Jerk. Who said I liked games?"
Later
"So who likes games?"
"Shut up! I've almost got it."
"You're nowhere close."
"Fine, you give it a try."
"Thank you."
Five seconds later.
"What do you say?"
"Thank you."
"I didn't hear you."
"Thank you."
"Personally, I'll never understand why you wanted it in the first place. You never got any royalties for making a little toy you."
"We all became public figures remember? This sort of thing was bound to happen. Besides, I would never think something that looked like me would be so cute."
"You're weird Vincent."
"I shall call you Chibi Vincent."
"I've changed my mind, you're insane."
"Look, you hurt Chibi Vincent's feelings."
"Will you stop with the Chibi Vincent stuff!"
"Don't worry Chibi Vincent, she's just jealous that she didn't get a Chibi Yuffie."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Not."
"Too."
"Not."
"Where to next?"
"How about a show? I think one's playing tonight."
"Danger senses are tingling. Cloud, passing reference, never, go to, Gold Saucer, show. Oh damn. And there's no way I can get out of this?"
"Correct."
"Damn again."
"It couldn't be that bad. Don't worry, just relax."
Well, it wasn't all that bad, Yuffie thought while she waited out side the men's bathroom. It really put a cramp on a date when the guy got sick from a stupid play. Than again, Yuffie was still pretty queasy herself. It was worse than the Highwind at full speed. The story was a shortened, garbage filled and liberally honey-coated tale of the group's journey. It was horrible. No wonder Vincent was sick, the natural counter for angst is cute.
Everyone was like a freaky version of themselves. Cloud became the ultra-hero. Barret was an idiot, but in the play it was only the degree that changed. Aeris became a sickeningly annoying tree-hugging hippie. And they did an incredible job of making Red XIII look like a huge kitten. And while Yuffie couldn't prove it, she was quite sure that Cid had never in his entire life used the term "gosh darn it, I'm mad." Cait Sith was okay, but then again, how could you screw up there? Vincent started to get real sick when he saw himself. It was like the author of the story had only a passing reference to what he looked like, and was using a drunken reference at that. But you had to give the costuming department some credit. It wasn't easy to make something that looked like cuddly demon. Yuffie thought she had been spared until it came to the part in Wutai. She had been cast as a bimbo. Yuffie knew she didn't use "like" every other word. Strangely, Tifa got a much larger role than Yuffie would have given her credit for, even in her favor. Of course it made sense when it was announced that it was a "Lockheart Production, Ltd."
Vincent choose that time to stumble out of the restroom.
"Like, feeling better?"
"Much. Sorry for that. I just couldn't stand anything like that. I'll have nightmares for weeks now. Real scary ones."
"Like, at least you have, like, Chibi Vincent."
"There's one thought of comfort. So where next?"
"Like, I don't, like, know."
"Stop with the 'likes' please."
"Damn, that play's had a subliminal effect on me."
"You can sue Tifa later, okay?"
"Okay! Now, where to next?"
"No idea."
"How about the races for a while? Let you settle down some more."
"Thanks. Uh, Yuffie?"
"Yes?"
"I think I could use a hand."
"For you, anything."
After the races, Vincent felt much better. So much, that he suggested a try at the Speed Square. Yuffie, with her motion sickness, declined. Vincent suggested that they put it to a vote and Yuffie agreed. So, later at the Speed square.
"I still don't think it's fair."
"Hey, I won the vote fair and square. Stop being bitter."
"You did not win fair and square; you used that stupid doll to win."
"Don't call Chibi Vincent stupid. He has a vote too. And feelings."
"I should have seen that one coming. Well, you had better be willing to wait for me when I get sick."
"No problems here. How about you Chibi Vincent?"
"(In falsetto) None here."
"You scare me."
"But Chibi Vincent isn't scary, he's cute."
"(In falsetto) that's right! That's right!"
"If I get on the ride, will you stop that?"
"Only if Chibi Vincent agrees. What do you think?"
"I'll get on; I'll get on."
"How come Cloud never let you shoot on that thing?" Yuffie asked, cradling her newly acquired Chibi Yuffie. It had been the grand prize for the ride and Vincent had more than reached the goal.
"You know. I never asked to, nor did he."
"How did you get that big UFO, right before the final plunge?"
"I just aimed at the sensor of the hologram projector."
"How'd you see it? I couldn't see it."
"I had to study the system for one real tricky case."
"What happened?"
"Long story short, this guy had been using holograms to keep people away from some Mithril mines. Since there was a huge monster migration at the same time, it was necessary to be able tell the difference between a live monster and a hologram."
"So, what happened in the end?"
"He technically got away. He had built himself a stealth suit using the same principle as holograms. There were only two problems with the design. First was the enormous power drain. It literally had to be connected to a generator at all times for it to work. The second problem was on his own end. He never thought to try and cover the generator and the trailing wires. I pulled the plug, so to say, and chased after him. He tried to hide in one of many caves that he had booby trapped, but there was a small problem. During the confusion of searching the guy out, a real monster decided to make a new home for itself in the very same cave. So, as I said, he technically got away."
"Kinda ironic. Knowing the area you're in and still falling for a trap."
"You're right, it is rather ironic."
"Two tickets please."
"Here you go. Have a nice trip."
Vincent looked around, taking in the surroundings. He didn't notice that Yuffie had been leading him to the Gondola during his story. Yuffie started to tap her foot impatiently.
"Turn about is fair play, isn't it Vince?"
"Any chance of my technically getting away?"
"No chance."
"Well than, ladies first."
Yuffie fidgeted and hoped Vincent didn't notice. She had planned to get Vincent out into the Gondola, but how to say what she wanted to say was something she hadn't really planned on. It was a lovely view of Gold Saucer nonetheless. Yuffie silently prayed to whomever was listening to help her find a way to tell Vincent she was sorry. Somebody, somewhere, listened.
Vincent surreptitiously watched Yuffie. She seemed to have something on her mind. He was almost about to inquire if everything was all right when a gust of cold wind blew in from the window. The Gondola halted as a flash of lighting hit the track. The lights in the cabin shut off, as power was lost.
"Sir? I think you should look at this."
"What is it?"
"A power failure in the Gondola."
"What happened?"
"Looks like a storm hit."
"How? There was nothing about a storm on the weather report."
"I know sir, but facts are facts. The damage report coincides with standard lightning damage."
"Fine. Yo, Sarel! You're the meteorologist here, what the hell is going on?"
"I don't know. By the looks of it it's just a thunderstorm. But where it came from, I haven't the slightest."
"Well that's just dandy. So who would have the slightest?"
"I think I would."
"And you are?"
"Mr. Nakam will do for now. I think this is the end result of a theoretical possibility."
"What is it?"
"An idea of something that may exist but is impossible to recreate in a controlled environment, but that's not important right now. The basic theory states that if certain requirements are met, than it is possible to create a storm within seconds. Basically, if enough Fire, Ice and Thunder materia are located in a single place and if there is enough excess Mako energy about, then the materia energy would interact with the Mako and activate. After that it's just a matter of following the principle of mixing elements. The only problem with the practical application of the theory is the huge amount of energy needed."
"Well that's all fine and dandy, but what the hell do we do in the meantime?"
"The storm should be over soon, so just worry about restoring power for now. Now here's the odd thing, who's doing this? A most interesting question indeed."
"Not exactly the best part of the ride."
"I would have to agree on that."
Vincent and Yuffie were not having a good time. After the power shut down, the wind got worse. And with the wind came rain. It got so bad that Yuffie had to sit with Vincent to cover themselves with his cloak. Not that Yuffie minded it that much. It was nice to just sit there with Vincent, although she would have preferred someplace a little drier. At long last, Yuffie decided that it was time.
I want my own Chibi Vincent and Chibi Yuffie! Life is so unfair! Please read and Review.
(Chibi Diathorn) Please Read and Review, please! He's disturbing when sad.
Later that night, Yuffie was sitting in her room. Vincent was out in the lobby. Yuffie sat and thought. She tried to compile everything she knew about Vincent. Problem was, was that Vincent never really talked about himself that much. And when he did, it was only in short, vague speeches. On the whole, he was a nice guy. A little dark and very depressed, but a nice guy. Yuffie thought for a while before she came to her conclusions. She liked Vincent, as a friend (and only as a friend), and she did feel like cutting loose. And as a friend, it was her duty to drag Vincent along and have some fun. And she did need to make some apologies. Plus a good, responsible friend who rarely drinks and won't pull any funny stuff while your drunk is a perfect excuse for anything. Looking through her stuff, she found a light blue ribbon that she had kept for years. Looking around her room, Yuffie spied a vanity with an assortment of makeup. Well, Yuffie thought, since this isn't a date or anything, what's the harm in dressing up a bit? That'll shake him up m real good.
Vincent watched the fake lightning crash and heard the sound of thunder echoing from a not-so hidden speaker in the lobby. Vincent never cared for staying in the Gold Saucer's hotel. Not surprisingly, the gaudy horror motif depressed him. And it never helped when people asked him to take their baggage, thinking he was part of the staff. Lousy tippers to boot, Vincent thought without the slightest trace of irony. Vincent started to return to their room, to settle in for a quiet night of angst, when Yuffie bounded out the door. Gone was the tough ninja girl, and in her place was a radiant maiden.
"Hey Vince! What's up?"
"No-nothing much."
"Okay, anyway, I figured that since we got this Platinum pass, we should use it while we're here. What do ya' say?"
"Well, I'm not really doing anything, but."
"But what? Are you saying you wouldn't like to go out with me?"
Vincent gulped loudly as he struggled to come up with an answer.
"No, it's just that I, um, would rather, that is to say, I prefer being alone."
"And you're going to let a beautiful woman go out unescorted? Shame on you."
"You're not going to let me off the hook, are you?"
"No chance in hell. Let's go."
"So where to first?"
"How about Wonder Square?"
"Good idea! And here I thought you didn't like games."
"I don't. I figured you did."
"Jerk. Who said I liked games?"
Later
"So who likes games?"
"Shut up! I've almost got it."
"You're nowhere close."
"Fine, you give it a try."
"Thank you."
Five seconds later.
"What do you say?"
"Thank you."
"I didn't hear you."
"Thank you."
"Personally, I'll never understand why you wanted it in the first place. You never got any royalties for making a little toy you."
"We all became public figures remember? This sort of thing was bound to happen. Besides, I would never think something that looked like me would be so cute."
"You're weird Vincent."
"I shall call you Chibi Vincent."
"I've changed my mind, you're insane."
"Look, you hurt Chibi Vincent's feelings."
"Will you stop with the Chibi Vincent stuff!"
"Don't worry Chibi Vincent, she's just jealous that she didn't get a Chibi Yuffie."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Not."
"Too."
"Not."
"Where to next?"
"How about a show? I think one's playing tonight."
"Danger senses are tingling. Cloud, passing reference, never, go to, Gold Saucer, show. Oh damn. And there's no way I can get out of this?"
"Correct."
"Damn again."
"It couldn't be that bad. Don't worry, just relax."
Well, it wasn't all that bad, Yuffie thought while she waited out side the men's bathroom. It really put a cramp on a date when the guy got sick from a stupid play. Than again, Yuffie was still pretty queasy herself. It was worse than the Highwind at full speed. The story was a shortened, garbage filled and liberally honey-coated tale of the group's journey. It was horrible. No wonder Vincent was sick, the natural counter for angst is cute.
Everyone was like a freaky version of themselves. Cloud became the ultra-hero. Barret was an idiot, but in the play it was only the degree that changed. Aeris became a sickeningly annoying tree-hugging hippie. And they did an incredible job of making Red XIII look like a huge kitten. And while Yuffie couldn't prove it, she was quite sure that Cid had never in his entire life used the term "gosh darn it, I'm mad." Cait Sith was okay, but then again, how could you screw up there? Vincent started to get real sick when he saw himself. It was like the author of the story had only a passing reference to what he looked like, and was using a drunken reference at that. But you had to give the costuming department some credit. It wasn't easy to make something that looked like cuddly demon. Yuffie thought she had been spared until it came to the part in Wutai. She had been cast as a bimbo. Yuffie knew she didn't use "like" every other word. Strangely, Tifa got a much larger role than Yuffie would have given her credit for, even in her favor. Of course it made sense when it was announced that it was a "Lockheart Production, Ltd."
Vincent choose that time to stumble out of the restroom.
"Like, feeling better?"
"Much. Sorry for that. I just couldn't stand anything like that. I'll have nightmares for weeks now. Real scary ones."
"Like, at least you have, like, Chibi Vincent."
"There's one thought of comfort. So where next?"
"Like, I don't, like, know."
"Stop with the 'likes' please."
"Damn, that play's had a subliminal effect on me."
"You can sue Tifa later, okay?"
"Okay! Now, where to next?"
"No idea."
"How about the races for a while? Let you settle down some more."
"Thanks. Uh, Yuffie?"
"Yes?"
"I think I could use a hand."
"For you, anything."
After the races, Vincent felt much better. So much, that he suggested a try at the Speed Square. Yuffie, with her motion sickness, declined. Vincent suggested that they put it to a vote and Yuffie agreed. So, later at the Speed square.
"I still don't think it's fair."
"Hey, I won the vote fair and square. Stop being bitter."
"You did not win fair and square; you used that stupid doll to win."
"Don't call Chibi Vincent stupid. He has a vote too. And feelings."
"I should have seen that one coming. Well, you had better be willing to wait for me when I get sick."
"No problems here. How about you Chibi Vincent?"
"(In falsetto) None here."
"You scare me."
"But Chibi Vincent isn't scary, he's cute."
"(In falsetto) that's right! That's right!"
"If I get on the ride, will you stop that?"
"Only if Chibi Vincent agrees. What do you think?"
"I'll get on; I'll get on."
"How come Cloud never let you shoot on that thing?" Yuffie asked, cradling her newly acquired Chibi Yuffie. It had been the grand prize for the ride and Vincent had more than reached the goal.
"You know. I never asked to, nor did he."
"How did you get that big UFO, right before the final plunge?"
"I just aimed at the sensor of the hologram projector."
"How'd you see it? I couldn't see it."
"I had to study the system for one real tricky case."
"What happened?"
"Long story short, this guy had been using holograms to keep people away from some Mithril mines. Since there was a huge monster migration at the same time, it was necessary to be able tell the difference between a live monster and a hologram."
"So, what happened in the end?"
"He technically got away. He had built himself a stealth suit using the same principle as holograms. There were only two problems with the design. First was the enormous power drain. It literally had to be connected to a generator at all times for it to work. The second problem was on his own end. He never thought to try and cover the generator and the trailing wires. I pulled the plug, so to say, and chased after him. He tried to hide in one of many caves that he had booby trapped, but there was a small problem. During the confusion of searching the guy out, a real monster decided to make a new home for itself in the very same cave. So, as I said, he technically got away."
"Kinda ironic. Knowing the area you're in and still falling for a trap."
"You're right, it is rather ironic."
"Two tickets please."
"Here you go. Have a nice trip."
Vincent looked around, taking in the surroundings. He didn't notice that Yuffie had been leading him to the Gondola during his story. Yuffie started to tap her foot impatiently.
"Turn about is fair play, isn't it Vince?"
"Any chance of my technically getting away?"
"No chance."
"Well than, ladies first."
Yuffie fidgeted and hoped Vincent didn't notice. She had planned to get Vincent out into the Gondola, but how to say what she wanted to say was something she hadn't really planned on. It was a lovely view of Gold Saucer nonetheless. Yuffie silently prayed to whomever was listening to help her find a way to tell Vincent she was sorry. Somebody, somewhere, listened.
Vincent surreptitiously watched Yuffie. She seemed to have something on her mind. He was almost about to inquire if everything was all right when a gust of cold wind blew in from the window. The Gondola halted as a flash of lighting hit the track. The lights in the cabin shut off, as power was lost.
"Sir? I think you should look at this."
"What is it?"
"A power failure in the Gondola."
"What happened?"
"Looks like a storm hit."
"How? There was nothing about a storm on the weather report."
"I know sir, but facts are facts. The damage report coincides with standard lightning damage."
"Fine. Yo, Sarel! You're the meteorologist here, what the hell is going on?"
"I don't know. By the looks of it it's just a thunderstorm. But where it came from, I haven't the slightest."
"Well that's just dandy. So who would have the slightest?"
"I think I would."
"And you are?"
"Mr. Nakam will do for now. I think this is the end result of a theoretical possibility."
"What is it?"
"An idea of something that may exist but is impossible to recreate in a controlled environment, but that's not important right now. The basic theory states that if certain requirements are met, than it is possible to create a storm within seconds. Basically, if enough Fire, Ice and Thunder materia are located in a single place and if there is enough excess Mako energy about, then the materia energy would interact with the Mako and activate. After that it's just a matter of following the principle of mixing elements. The only problem with the practical application of the theory is the huge amount of energy needed."
"Well that's all fine and dandy, but what the hell do we do in the meantime?"
"The storm should be over soon, so just worry about restoring power for now. Now here's the odd thing, who's doing this? A most interesting question indeed."
"Not exactly the best part of the ride."
"I would have to agree on that."
Vincent and Yuffie were not having a good time. After the power shut down, the wind got worse. And with the wind came rain. It got so bad that Yuffie had to sit with Vincent to cover themselves with his cloak. Not that Yuffie minded it that much. It was nice to just sit there with Vincent, although she would have preferred someplace a little drier. At long last, Yuffie decided that it was time.
I want my own Chibi Vincent and Chibi Yuffie! Life is so unfair! Please read and Review.
(Chibi Diathorn) Please Read and Review, please! He's disturbing when sad.
