A/N: This is the last chapter for Vincent's Halloween Party and it is going
to be very, very random with visits from all sorts of Final Fantasies and
myself and Choco. Come on, you guys know it's not really a fanfic of mine
unless there's some randomness and myself.
**Quote of the Day** "Till now man has been up against Nature; from now on he will be up against his own nature." - Dennis Gabor
Disclaimer: I don't own FFVII. I will, however, own FFVII for the PlayStation® 2 and (if Squaresoft loves me) ADVENT CHILDREN! **Squeals at the prospect of a CG Sephiroth**
[Chaos in Vinnie's mind] ~ Do-gooder voice in Vinnie's mind ~ 'Vinnie in Vinnie's mind'
VINCENT'S HALLOWEEN PARTY ~ by the hopelessly deranged MoMo-ChAn
Chapter 3: Final Fantasy . . . Halloween Party of RANDOMNESS!
Vincent, happy with his newfound wealth, rode proudly into Nibelheim. Unfortunately, his newfound happiness deflated once he saw Cloud and Tifa. He supposed they weren't happy with him when he saw their death glares as Stolen pranced up to the house.
"Where have you been Vincent?" Tifa said acidly as Vincent climbed off the chocobo.
"Why did you steal Rain, Vincent?" Cloud asked in the same tone.
Vincent didn't respond; mutely he showed them a little bit of the cash. That struck them dumb, gaping as he walked past them into the mansion. He screamed when he entered his old dilapidated home. Well . . . it was really dilapidated anymore. The house was steady and didn't tilt anymore, the holes were gone, the assorted rubble and wood chips were gone, and everything that made it home was gone. AND THE FLOOR WAS POLISHED! POLISHED! It gleamed and sparkled and it reflected Vinnie's face. Vincent desperately wanted to cry, but didn't because he wasn't sure what was going to come out of his tear ducts. Hojo had had a sick mind; he was not going to experiment.
"Where did you get all that money?!" Cloud cried as he entered the mansion.
"What . . . what did you do?" Vincent whispered throatily.
"We fixed it," Tifa said, "Now answer our question."
"The basement? What did you do to the basement? Did you change it?!"
Cloud snorted. "All we did was fix the stairs."
Vincent breathed a sigh of relief. His coffin was untouched. Now he would go down and repent for a little while until the party started . . .
He screamed again.
"What's wrong?" cried Tifa, grabbing his arm. Vincent pointed to the coffin that leaned against the corner of the wall. Stuttered he, "My- my coffin. Wh-what's it doing up- up here? I- I- I thought you said . . ."
"Oh dear," said Tifa, "I think I told the help to clear out anything that was creepy in the basement and bring it up here."
"YOU LET OTHERS TOUCH MY COFFIN?!" Vincent roared. Chaos was pummeling him in his head, struggling to kill those who had defiled the sacred coffin. All must die, all must DIE!
"It's not like we meant to," Cloud said, instinctively wrapping his arm around Tifa protectively. "It's so hard to get good help these days, you know?"
Vincent was furious. I mean, he's really pissed off. Wouldn't you be? This is his coffin! His ATONEMENT coffin. It's the most precious thing in his life that WON'T betray him or hurt him. IT IS THE HELPING COFFIN OF LIFE!
"If my coffin isn't back in its original position in fifteen minutes," Vincent said coldly, "someone might just get . . . hurt." He left Cloud and Tifa and walked up the stairs to get to the secret room that would take him to the basement. He would fume and fume in the library. And one wondered why Sephiroth hated Cloud. It must have gone all the way back to SOLDIER. Cloud was stupid and annoying and ignorant and evil and . . .
"THEY MOVED MY COFFIN!" he shouted. He felt a little better. Chaos didn't. Chaos wanted out. Chaos was tempting him very badly. He didn't HAVE to bribe, blackmail, or threaten anyone to get the hell out of his mansion. He just needed to kill them all.
~ NO KILLING! ~
Damn voice.
~ Honestly Vincent, I thought you'd turned over a new leaf! ~
'Go to Hell.'
~ If you could get Cait Sith to bring the deed to the mansion over . . . ~
'Or I could kill him.'
~ No killing. It's wrong. It's killing that made you a Turk and that made you meet Lucrecia and then that led to you failing to help her and her son. See? ~
'Damn you.'
~ I'm your conscience. ~
'Where the hell were you when I was a Turk?'
~ In Costa Del Sol, but that's not the point. ~
[Am I supposed to chase him now?]
'That's right.'
Vincent smiled as Chaos took on the appearance of a very big rottweiler chasing some dumb dude in an angel outfit. Chaos grabbed the edge of the robe and made a really big tear in it. The dude in the angel outfit was now running around half-naked . . .
"Vincent!"
Once again, Cloud snapped him out of his thoughts. "WHAT?!"
Cloud frowned and crossed his arms. "We got your coffin down."
"Oh. Then go away."
"Why don't you stay out of the coffin for a while and just talk with Tifa and I?"
Vincent snorted. "I have a lot of sins to atone for."
"So do I, but you don't see me sticking myself in a coffin."
"Did you spend thirty years in a coffin knowing that someone had twisted your body without your permission and trapped in there, never aging, never knowing what was going on? Did you lose someone that you loved with all your soul, that you gave your life up for?"
Cloud replied, "Nope."
"Then shut up."
Vincent brushed past Cloud and entered his "coffin room." Everything was back to normal, but the corner didn't fit right . . . He fixed it, then opened the coffin and lay inside. Vincent was immediately plagued with nightmares and all was truly good.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Vincent forced himself out of atonement to see the party. He had woken up, actually, before anyone had come, excluding Cloud and Tifa, those damned do-it-yourselfers. Vincent left the basement unhappily, trudging up the admittedly well-fixed stairs.
"Cloud?" he called out uncertainly, "Tifa?"
No sound. He entered the main room and called again. Still there was nothing. He was getting a little apprehensive. Where could they be?
"BOO!"
Vincent almost lost hold of Chaos as Cloud and Tifa jumped out from behind the stairs dressed up like zombie versions of themselvs. They laughed at his expression. Darkly, he wished he HAD let go of Chaos.
"Don't do-"
DING-DONG!
"They're here!" Tifa squealed, running past Vincent to answer the door. Yuffie, Godo and the rest of the pagoda people cried, "TRICK-OR- TREAT!"
Tifa immediately threw candy at them, not wanting to risk a trick. They grabbed the candy and immediately stuffed it in their faces. They were then followed by Red XII (who was alone), Cid (who did bring Shera and two Rocket Town buddies), Barret, Elmyra, Marlene, and Cait Sith with the "new and improved Turks," Jessie and James.
"Happy Halloween!" cried Marlene, and was instantly whisked upon her papa's shoulders. Gruffly Barret said, "Happy Halloween you spiky a-"
"Barret!" Elmyra said sharply, cutting him off. Vincent sent a silent prayer to God, telling Him to take good care of Elmyra. "You know you're not supposed to cuss around a seven year-old."
"Yeah, but . . ."
"No."
"But-"
"No."
"But-"
"What did I say?"
Barret hung his head in shame. "Yes'm." Cid roared with laughter. "Damn Barret, you sure are whipped!" Shera, however, gained a rather stern look. "Cid," she said, "you shouldn't cuss around a child either."
"What?"
"You heard me."
"Yeah, but-"
Everyone laughed at Cid and Barret's expression. There was a click and a flash and Yuffie was seen grinning and holding a disposable camera. Both men roared in anger and ran after the elusive ninja screaming so many threats that they melded together and were indistinguishable. Everyone laughed while Shera and Elmyra firmly protected Marlene's ears. The party proceeded after everyone had greeted each other and had introductions had been made for Jessie and James. Music played as people danced, food was laid out and the pagoda person, Gorky, chowed down with Yuffie. Punch was gulped, war stories exchanged, and laughter echoed amongst the walls.
Vincent was disgusted. Happiness was annoying. He should be atoning for his sins, not socializing with moronic people who didn't seem to notice-
"Hey VINNIE!" Yuffie cried, the head of a conga line, "Join the pa ~ arty! Conga, conga, con-GA! Conga, conga, con-GA!"
Vincent shook his head and got some punch. He downed it in one gulp and looked over the people at the party. OK, so the construction people and Dio didn't show, but that was not the point. Just then, the doorbell rang. Vincent moved to answer it, seeing as how no one else would.
"Hi!" said a blond boy with a monkey tail with a girl with black hair, a guy in armor, a rat lady, a short girl with a horn on her head, a guy with head filled with red dreadlocks, an androgynous person with blue skin, and an army of mini people in blue with brown witches hats behind him. "We heard you were having a damn good party so we decided to drop by!" Zidane (blond monkey tail boy) pushed past Vincent with Dagger/Garnet, Steiner, Freya, Eiko, Amarant, Quina, and the Vivis. They joined the party, causing an even louder ruckus. Vincent growled. As he slammed the door, the doorbell rang again.
"What?!" Vincent growled.
Tidus, Yuna, Wakka, Auron, Lulu, Rikku, and Kimahri stood in the doorway (FFX). "Um, hiya," Tidus said tentatively, "we heard you were having a killer party, so we ditched Seymour's to come here . . ."
Auron, the guy in the red coat, pushed past Vincent and was instantly followed by the others. Vincent didn't even have a chance to shut the door before the Final Fantasy VIII people burst through, Zell still eating a hot dog.
"Hey man!" Zell raised a hand in greeting to Vincent, and sprayed some hot dog onto Vincent's face. Vincent wiped the hot dog from his face, disgusted. He shut the door, only to have it blasted off its hinges by a guy in a fat chocobo outfit. Who else but my brother, Choco?
"Hey Vincent," he said, raising a wing in greeting. "Long time no see."
Vincent was confused. He had never met the boy in his life. But then memories flooded back. Memories of coffee, a coffin, and a crazy girl named Robin/aku-chan. Not to mention the questions. He paled at the memories and took a step back from Choco.
"No . . ." he whispered. "No. You can't be here . . ."
Choco shrugged and proceeded to throw himself into the party's fray, calling to the FFVII characters only to get moans of horror. The FFVIII people, excluding Seifer, Quistis, and Squall, were all dancing like maniacs. Rinoa danced next to the stationary Squall, trying to make him dance.
"Come on Squall!"
". . ."
Rinoa merely stuck her tongue out at him and proceeded to dance with Zidane. Squall's eyes narrowed at the monkey tailed freak; he would be dealt with later.
All of a sudden the music changed from lighthearted to dark and ominous. Everyone stopped dancing as a loud scream was heard from outside. Not just outside, outside above the ROOF.
MoMo came screaming and crashing through the ceiling in a moogle outfit and fell on the floor flat on her face. She got up with much difficulty and shook her moogle head, causing the pom-pom to shake.
"How cute!" the majority of the girls screamed and proceeded to tackle MoMo. Vincent remembered her too. She was the truly evil one. Much more evil than her younger brother Choco. One could not even see her eyes for her swirly glasses blocked them. Vincent had a headache. He found Auron (man in red coat) and leaned against a wall next to him.
"What's that in your jug?" (DON'T THINK OF ANY INNUENDO! AURON HAS A JUG BY HIS HIP!!)
"It's alcohol."
Alcohol was just what Vinnie needed. "Can I have some?"
Auron seemed to have found Vincent a kindred spirit, for he gave the man a sip. Auron looked at the floor.
"Hey."
"What?"
"Do you know what those blue-green cracks are?"
Vincent looked down and his eyes widened. Where MoMo had landed, blue- green cracks were forming. A blue-green that he recognized easily.
"EVERYONE! MOVE TO THE WALLS! THE LIFESTREAM IS HERE!"
The FFVII people knew what the Lifestream was, but the others didn't. They soon guessed that they should move to the walls by the FFVII peoples' reactions. MoMo and Choco didn't move; they stayed in the middle watching the ground.
Sephiroth, Aeris, and Zack burst from the Lifestream, alive and well.
Cloud, Tifa, Barret, Cid, and Cait Sith cursed. LOUDLY. Yuffie took pictures non-stop and at the same time explained everything to everyone else. Remarkably, they understood.
"So that guy is kinda like Kuja," Freya the rat lady murmured.
"And Seymour," Tidus said, obviously disgusted with the name.
The FFVIII people said nothing.
Sephiroth turned to Aeris and Zack. "Remind me; why did we have to come here?"
Aeris sighed. "Because Vincent is throwing a killer party."
Zack said, "AND WE NEED TO PARTY!"
The party resumed, though somewhat slowly. Cloud glared at Sephiroth, wishing that he had his beloved Ultima Weapon. Sephiroth smirked; he still had his Masamune. Choco eyed the sword hungrily, his eyes betraying the fact that he wanted the sword badly. MoMo had disappeared, presumably to find some way to glomp Sephiroth.
This was all too much for Vincent. His gil wouldn't help now! No one would leave! His anger and frustration built up inside of him, feeding Chaos.
~ VINCENT, DON'T! ~
'Why not?' he thought bitterly.
~ Um . . . ~
[HA!] laughed Chaos, [You don't have a good reason!]
MoMo shouted "BANZAI!" and glomped Sephiroth, who immediately tried to pry off the psychotic swirly-eyed glasses girl. Aeris was talking to Cloud and Tifa about their engagement, saying how she KNEW they would end up together and make such a cute couple, all the while pointedly ignoring the fact that Cloud was staring at her with interest. Zack pulled her away and started to dance with her. Even Squall had loosened up; he danced with Rinoa and Selphie.
[You know] Chaos said, [you just have to let me go to get rid of them.]
Vincent knew that. But he couldn't do that . . .
['Course you can. It's your house, isn't it?]
That's right. The mansion was Vinnie's house.
Cait Sith bounced by in the conga line, stopping in front of Vincent. "Hey Vincent, I looked through some old records and I found that your birthday was October 13. Sorry it's late, but here's your present." Cait Sith then joined the end of the conga line. Vincent unrolled the piece of paper. It was the deed to the mansion. Which meant the mansion really was his! AND EVERYONE WAS TRESPASSING! Vincent laughed out loud, then unleashed Chaos. That was enough to frighten the foreign FF characters; they were about to pounce on him before the others stopped them.
"That's our friend Vincent!" Tifa cried.
"He was probably aggravated by everyone!" Aeris explained.
It was a good enough reason for the peoples of Final Fantasies 8-10 to cut out of the party. They left one hell of a mess behind too. Chaos roared in joy; he was FREE!
It took more than an hour to return Vincent to his normal state and even then he was angry until MoMo and Choco left, MoMo leaving with a string of Sephiroth's silver hair. Vincent showed them the deed to the house and everyone glared at Cait Sith. Grudgingly they left, stealing whatever food and candy was left. Vincent was left with a mess of a house and didn't care. The place was back to normal; MoMo had actually helped with falling through the roof. Vincent went down into the basement and entered his coffin room. He lay down in his coffin and closed his eyes. For once, no dreams of torture plagued his mind. Just lovely, dreamless sleep.
*****THE END OF VINCENT'S HALLOWEEN PARTY*****
A/N: Happy belated birthday Vinnie! Sorry this was up so late; I had religious stuff to attend to, not to mention it's freezing and my mind is frozen!! Oh and to IHATEEVERYONEFROMFF7, I'M A BLOODY, FREAKING GIRL!!!
**Quote of the Day** "Till now man has been up against Nature; from now on he will be up against his own nature." - Dennis Gabor
Disclaimer: I don't own FFVII. I will, however, own FFVII for the PlayStation® 2 and (if Squaresoft loves me) ADVENT CHILDREN! **Squeals at the prospect of a CG Sephiroth**
[Chaos in Vinnie's mind] ~ Do-gooder voice in Vinnie's mind ~ 'Vinnie in Vinnie's mind'
VINCENT'S HALLOWEEN PARTY ~ by the hopelessly deranged MoMo-ChAn
Chapter 3: Final Fantasy . . . Halloween Party of RANDOMNESS!
Vincent, happy with his newfound wealth, rode proudly into Nibelheim. Unfortunately, his newfound happiness deflated once he saw Cloud and Tifa. He supposed they weren't happy with him when he saw their death glares as Stolen pranced up to the house.
"Where have you been Vincent?" Tifa said acidly as Vincent climbed off the chocobo.
"Why did you steal Rain, Vincent?" Cloud asked in the same tone.
Vincent didn't respond; mutely he showed them a little bit of the cash. That struck them dumb, gaping as he walked past them into the mansion. He screamed when he entered his old dilapidated home. Well . . . it was really dilapidated anymore. The house was steady and didn't tilt anymore, the holes were gone, the assorted rubble and wood chips were gone, and everything that made it home was gone. AND THE FLOOR WAS POLISHED! POLISHED! It gleamed and sparkled and it reflected Vinnie's face. Vincent desperately wanted to cry, but didn't because he wasn't sure what was going to come out of his tear ducts. Hojo had had a sick mind; he was not going to experiment.
"Where did you get all that money?!" Cloud cried as he entered the mansion.
"What . . . what did you do?" Vincent whispered throatily.
"We fixed it," Tifa said, "Now answer our question."
"The basement? What did you do to the basement? Did you change it?!"
Cloud snorted. "All we did was fix the stairs."
Vincent breathed a sigh of relief. His coffin was untouched. Now he would go down and repent for a little while until the party started . . .
He screamed again.
"What's wrong?" cried Tifa, grabbing his arm. Vincent pointed to the coffin that leaned against the corner of the wall. Stuttered he, "My- my coffin. Wh-what's it doing up- up here? I- I- I thought you said . . ."
"Oh dear," said Tifa, "I think I told the help to clear out anything that was creepy in the basement and bring it up here."
"YOU LET OTHERS TOUCH MY COFFIN?!" Vincent roared. Chaos was pummeling him in his head, struggling to kill those who had defiled the sacred coffin. All must die, all must DIE!
"It's not like we meant to," Cloud said, instinctively wrapping his arm around Tifa protectively. "It's so hard to get good help these days, you know?"
Vincent was furious. I mean, he's really pissed off. Wouldn't you be? This is his coffin! His ATONEMENT coffin. It's the most precious thing in his life that WON'T betray him or hurt him. IT IS THE HELPING COFFIN OF LIFE!
"If my coffin isn't back in its original position in fifteen minutes," Vincent said coldly, "someone might just get . . . hurt." He left Cloud and Tifa and walked up the stairs to get to the secret room that would take him to the basement. He would fume and fume in the library. And one wondered why Sephiroth hated Cloud. It must have gone all the way back to SOLDIER. Cloud was stupid and annoying and ignorant and evil and . . .
"THEY MOVED MY COFFIN!" he shouted. He felt a little better. Chaos didn't. Chaos wanted out. Chaos was tempting him very badly. He didn't HAVE to bribe, blackmail, or threaten anyone to get the hell out of his mansion. He just needed to kill them all.
~ NO KILLING! ~
Damn voice.
~ Honestly Vincent, I thought you'd turned over a new leaf! ~
'Go to Hell.'
~ If you could get Cait Sith to bring the deed to the mansion over . . . ~
'Or I could kill him.'
~ No killing. It's wrong. It's killing that made you a Turk and that made you meet Lucrecia and then that led to you failing to help her and her son. See? ~
'Damn you.'
~ I'm your conscience. ~
'Where the hell were you when I was a Turk?'
~ In Costa Del Sol, but that's not the point. ~
[Am I supposed to chase him now?]
'That's right.'
Vincent smiled as Chaos took on the appearance of a very big rottweiler chasing some dumb dude in an angel outfit. Chaos grabbed the edge of the robe and made a really big tear in it. The dude in the angel outfit was now running around half-naked . . .
"Vincent!"
Once again, Cloud snapped him out of his thoughts. "WHAT?!"
Cloud frowned and crossed his arms. "We got your coffin down."
"Oh. Then go away."
"Why don't you stay out of the coffin for a while and just talk with Tifa and I?"
Vincent snorted. "I have a lot of sins to atone for."
"So do I, but you don't see me sticking myself in a coffin."
"Did you spend thirty years in a coffin knowing that someone had twisted your body without your permission and trapped in there, never aging, never knowing what was going on? Did you lose someone that you loved with all your soul, that you gave your life up for?"
Cloud replied, "Nope."
"Then shut up."
Vincent brushed past Cloud and entered his "coffin room." Everything was back to normal, but the corner didn't fit right . . . He fixed it, then opened the coffin and lay inside. Vincent was immediately plagued with nightmares and all was truly good.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Vincent forced himself out of atonement to see the party. He had woken up, actually, before anyone had come, excluding Cloud and Tifa, those damned do-it-yourselfers. Vincent left the basement unhappily, trudging up the admittedly well-fixed stairs.
"Cloud?" he called out uncertainly, "Tifa?"
No sound. He entered the main room and called again. Still there was nothing. He was getting a little apprehensive. Where could they be?
"BOO!"
Vincent almost lost hold of Chaos as Cloud and Tifa jumped out from behind the stairs dressed up like zombie versions of themselvs. They laughed at his expression. Darkly, he wished he HAD let go of Chaos.
"Don't do-"
DING-DONG!
"They're here!" Tifa squealed, running past Vincent to answer the door. Yuffie, Godo and the rest of the pagoda people cried, "TRICK-OR- TREAT!"
Tifa immediately threw candy at them, not wanting to risk a trick. They grabbed the candy and immediately stuffed it in their faces. They were then followed by Red XII (who was alone), Cid (who did bring Shera and two Rocket Town buddies), Barret, Elmyra, Marlene, and Cait Sith with the "new and improved Turks," Jessie and James.
"Happy Halloween!" cried Marlene, and was instantly whisked upon her papa's shoulders. Gruffly Barret said, "Happy Halloween you spiky a-"
"Barret!" Elmyra said sharply, cutting him off. Vincent sent a silent prayer to God, telling Him to take good care of Elmyra. "You know you're not supposed to cuss around a seven year-old."
"Yeah, but . . ."
"No."
"But-"
"No."
"But-"
"What did I say?"
Barret hung his head in shame. "Yes'm." Cid roared with laughter. "Damn Barret, you sure are whipped!" Shera, however, gained a rather stern look. "Cid," she said, "you shouldn't cuss around a child either."
"What?"
"You heard me."
"Yeah, but-"
Everyone laughed at Cid and Barret's expression. There was a click and a flash and Yuffie was seen grinning and holding a disposable camera. Both men roared in anger and ran after the elusive ninja screaming so many threats that they melded together and were indistinguishable. Everyone laughed while Shera and Elmyra firmly protected Marlene's ears. The party proceeded after everyone had greeted each other and had introductions had been made for Jessie and James. Music played as people danced, food was laid out and the pagoda person, Gorky, chowed down with Yuffie. Punch was gulped, war stories exchanged, and laughter echoed amongst the walls.
Vincent was disgusted. Happiness was annoying. He should be atoning for his sins, not socializing with moronic people who didn't seem to notice-
"Hey VINNIE!" Yuffie cried, the head of a conga line, "Join the pa ~ arty! Conga, conga, con-GA! Conga, conga, con-GA!"
Vincent shook his head and got some punch. He downed it in one gulp and looked over the people at the party. OK, so the construction people and Dio didn't show, but that was not the point. Just then, the doorbell rang. Vincent moved to answer it, seeing as how no one else would.
"Hi!" said a blond boy with a monkey tail with a girl with black hair, a guy in armor, a rat lady, a short girl with a horn on her head, a guy with head filled with red dreadlocks, an androgynous person with blue skin, and an army of mini people in blue with brown witches hats behind him. "We heard you were having a damn good party so we decided to drop by!" Zidane (blond monkey tail boy) pushed past Vincent with Dagger/Garnet, Steiner, Freya, Eiko, Amarant, Quina, and the Vivis. They joined the party, causing an even louder ruckus. Vincent growled. As he slammed the door, the doorbell rang again.
"What?!" Vincent growled.
Tidus, Yuna, Wakka, Auron, Lulu, Rikku, and Kimahri stood in the doorway (FFX). "Um, hiya," Tidus said tentatively, "we heard you were having a killer party, so we ditched Seymour's to come here . . ."
Auron, the guy in the red coat, pushed past Vincent and was instantly followed by the others. Vincent didn't even have a chance to shut the door before the Final Fantasy VIII people burst through, Zell still eating a hot dog.
"Hey man!" Zell raised a hand in greeting to Vincent, and sprayed some hot dog onto Vincent's face. Vincent wiped the hot dog from his face, disgusted. He shut the door, only to have it blasted off its hinges by a guy in a fat chocobo outfit. Who else but my brother, Choco?
"Hey Vincent," he said, raising a wing in greeting. "Long time no see."
Vincent was confused. He had never met the boy in his life. But then memories flooded back. Memories of coffee, a coffin, and a crazy girl named Robin/aku-chan. Not to mention the questions. He paled at the memories and took a step back from Choco.
"No . . ." he whispered. "No. You can't be here . . ."
Choco shrugged and proceeded to throw himself into the party's fray, calling to the FFVII characters only to get moans of horror. The FFVIII people, excluding Seifer, Quistis, and Squall, were all dancing like maniacs. Rinoa danced next to the stationary Squall, trying to make him dance.
"Come on Squall!"
". . ."
Rinoa merely stuck her tongue out at him and proceeded to dance with Zidane. Squall's eyes narrowed at the monkey tailed freak; he would be dealt with later.
All of a sudden the music changed from lighthearted to dark and ominous. Everyone stopped dancing as a loud scream was heard from outside. Not just outside, outside above the ROOF.
MoMo came screaming and crashing through the ceiling in a moogle outfit and fell on the floor flat on her face. She got up with much difficulty and shook her moogle head, causing the pom-pom to shake.
"How cute!" the majority of the girls screamed and proceeded to tackle MoMo. Vincent remembered her too. She was the truly evil one. Much more evil than her younger brother Choco. One could not even see her eyes for her swirly glasses blocked them. Vincent had a headache. He found Auron (man in red coat) and leaned against a wall next to him.
"What's that in your jug?" (DON'T THINK OF ANY INNUENDO! AURON HAS A JUG BY HIS HIP!!)
"It's alcohol."
Alcohol was just what Vinnie needed. "Can I have some?"
Auron seemed to have found Vincent a kindred spirit, for he gave the man a sip. Auron looked at the floor.
"Hey."
"What?"
"Do you know what those blue-green cracks are?"
Vincent looked down and his eyes widened. Where MoMo had landed, blue- green cracks were forming. A blue-green that he recognized easily.
"EVERYONE! MOVE TO THE WALLS! THE LIFESTREAM IS HERE!"
The FFVII people knew what the Lifestream was, but the others didn't. They soon guessed that they should move to the walls by the FFVII peoples' reactions. MoMo and Choco didn't move; they stayed in the middle watching the ground.
Sephiroth, Aeris, and Zack burst from the Lifestream, alive and well.
Cloud, Tifa, Barret, Cid, and Cait Sith cursed. LOUDLY. Yuffie took pictures non-stop and at the same time explained everything to everyone else. Remarkably, they understood.
"So that guy is kinda like Kuja," Freya the rat lady murmured.
"And Seymour," Tidus said, obviously disgusted with the name.
The FFVIII people said nothing.
Sephiroth turned to Aeris and Zack. "Remind me; why did we have to come here?"
Aeris sighed. "Because Vincent is throwing a killer party."
Zack said, "AND WE NEED TO PARTY!"
The party resumed, though somewhat slowly. Cloud glared at Sephiroth, wishing that he had his beloved Ultima Weapon. Sephiroth smirked; he still had his Masamune. Choco eyed the sword hungrily, his eyes betraying the fact that he wanted the sword badly. MoMo had disappeared, presumably to find some way to glomp Sephiroth.
This was all too much for Vincent. His gil wouldn't help now! No one would leave! His anger and frustration built up inside of him, feeding Chaos.
~ VINCENT, DON'T! ~
'Why not?' he thought bitterly.
~ Um . . . ~
[HA!] laughed Chaos, [You don't have a good reason!]
MoMo shouted "BANZAI!" and glomped Sephiroth, who immediately tried to pry off the psychotic swirly-eyed glasses girl. Aeris was talking to Cloud and Tifa about their engagement, saying how she KNEW they would end up together and make such a cute couple, all the while pointedly ignoring the fact that Cloud was staring at her with interest. Zack pulled her away and started to dance with her. Even Squall had loosened up; he danced with Rinoa and Selphie.
[You know] Chaos said, [you just have to let me go to get rid of them.]
Vincent knew that. But he couldn't do that . . .
['Course you can. It's your house, isn't it?]
That's right. The mansion was Vinnie's house.
Cait Sith bounced by in the conga line, stopping in front of Vincent. "Hey Vincent, I looked through some old records and I found that your birthday was October 13. Sorry it's late, but here's your present." Cait Sith then joined the end of the conga line. Vincent unrolled the piece of paper. It was the deed to the mansion. Which meant the mansion really was his! AND EVERYONE WAS TRESPASSING! Vincent laughed out loud, then unleashed Chaos. That was enough to frighten the foreign FF characters; they were about to pounce on him before the others stopped them.
"That's our friend Vincent!" Tifa cried.
"He was probably aggravated by everyone!" Aeris explained.
It was a good enough reason for the peoples of Final Fantasies 8-10 to cut out of the party. They left one hell of a mess behind too. Chaos roared in joy; he was FREE!
It took more than an hour to return Vincent to his normal state and even then he was angry until MoMo and Choco left, MoMo leaving with a string of Sephiroth's silver hair. Vincent showed them the deed to the house and everyone glared at Cait Sith. Grudgingly they left, stealing whatever food and candy was left. Vincent was left with a mess of a house and didn't care. The place was back to normal; MoMo had actually helped with falling through the roof. Vincent went down into the basement and entered his coffin room. He lay down in his coffin and closed his eyes. For once, no dreams of torture plagued his mind. Just lovely, dreamless sleep.
*****THE END OF VINCENT'S HALLOWEEN PARTY*****
A/N: Happy belated birthday Vinnie! Sorry this was up so late; I had religious stuff to attend to, not to mention it's freezing and my mind is frozen!! Oh and to IHATEEVERYONEFROMFF7, I'M A BLOODY, FREAKING GIRL!!!