(Tifa is seen storming through the backstage hallways with a serious frown
on her face. Obviously, she was in one of her 'kick ass and take names'
moods. You had no choice but to feel sorry for the poor, pathetic fool she
was after. She finally came to a door which was mark with a sign that read
"Writer's Lounge".
Tifa smiled with menace as she kicked open the door, causing it to fly off the hinges. The guy who was inside, drinking his orange soda looked up to see a door flying at him. He tried to move, but the door slammed into him and before he knew it, he was plastered into the wall. Tifa marched inside and over to the guy. She then proceeded to grab the guy by his shirt collar. She gritted her teeth and asked with a tone that ensured certain doom if the wrong thing was said.)
Tifa: The writer, I presume?
Guy: Uh....no.....
Tifa: DON'T play games with me! You're the writer, aren't you?!
Guy: .............
Tifa: Answer!
Guy: ............
Tifa: You have 5 seconds to answer and stop starting at my chest!!!
Guy: Oh, I'm sorry. Were you saying something?
Tifa: Grrrrrrrrrr..........
Guy: Uh, the writer's out at the moment....
Tifa: He sure is!
*POW!*
Tifa stormed out of the room, leaving the guy laid out on the floor with a black eye. The guy slowly sat up, holding his damaged eye.
MG4: Ow! Something tells me she read the script.....
(Just then, Cloud walked in.)
Cloud: Uh, I need to talk to you.
MG4: Can it wait? I'm in pain.
Cloud: Nope, it can't. I need to talk to you right NOW.
MG4: Fine, what is it?
Cloud: About this chicken suit.....
MG4: Look, you get paid extra for it, so what's the problem?
Cloud: No check in the WORLD is worth my pride!
MG4: This from a guy who cross dressed with a pig-tailed wig.....
Cloud: That's beside the point! I happen to find those clothes comfortable!
MG4: ...........
Cloud: Um, I'd like to retract my last statement.....
Aeris: (in the background) Naughty Cloud!
MG4 & Cloud: AHHHH! GHOST!
(They both did a mad dash out of the room.)
(Afterwards, we see Cait Sith come out of the closet with a portable voice effector device and a big, cheesy grin. He waddled his large body over toward the snack machine.)
Aeris (in background): You're a big meany, Cait Sith!
(Cait Sith stopped where he was and looked around the seemingly empty room.)
Cait Sith: Hey! Whoever that is, cut it out! That's MY joke, dammit! I'll sue ya!
Aeris: Stop being MEAN! NOW!
Cait Sith: Come on out, you! Joke's over!
(Just then, Cait Sith got his wish. The spirit of Aeris came out from above and stared at him blankly. Cait Sith raised an eyebrow as he slowly backed away. Aeris floated closer to him. Cait Sith backed away some more. Suddenly, Aeris dashed at him, making goofy looking faces.)
Aeris: OOGA BOOGA!
Cait Sith (high pitch): AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
(Cait Sith ran out the room like Satan himself was chasing him.)
Aeris: Hey! Come back here, tubby!
(Aeris quickly flew out after him.)
Tifa smiled with menace as she kicked open the door, causing it to fly off the hinges. The guy who was inside, drinking his orange soda looked up to see a door flying at him. He tried to move, but the door slammed into him and before he knew it, he was plastered into the wall. Tifa marched inside and over to the guy. She then proceeded to grab the guy by his shirt collar. She gritted her teeth and asked with a tone that ensured certain doom if the wrong thing was said.)
Tifa: The writer, I presume?
Guy: Uh....no.....
Tifa: DON'T play games with me! You're the writer, aren't you?!
Guy: .............
Tifa: Answer!
Guy: ............
Tifa: You have 5 seconds to answer and stop starting at my chest!!!
Guy: Oh, I'm sorry. Were you saying something?
Tifa: Grrrrrrrrrr..........
Guy: Uh, the writer's out at the moment....
Tifa: He sure is!
*POW!*
Tifa stormed out of the room, leaving the guy laid out on the floor with a black eye. The guy slowly sat up, holding his damaged eye.
MG4: Ow! Something tells me she read the script.....
(Just then, Cloud walked in.)
Cloud: Uh, I need to talk to you.
MG4: Can it wait? I'm in pain.
Cloud: Nope, it can't. I need to talk to you right NOW.
MG4: Fine, what is it?
Cloud: About this chicken suit.....
MG4: Look, you get paid extra for it, so what's the problem?
Cloud: No check in the WORLD is worth my pride!
MG4: This from a guy who cross dressed with a pig-tailed wig.....
Cloud: That's beside the point! I happen to find those clothes comfortable!
MG4: ...........
Cloud: Um, I'd like to retract my last statement.....
Aeris: (in the background) Naughty Cloud!
MG4 & Cloud: AHHHH! GHOST!
(They both did a mad dash out of the room.)
(Afterwards, we see Cait Sith come out of the closet with a portable voice effector device and a big, cheesy grin. He waddled his large body over toward the snack machine.)
Aeris (in background): You're a big meany, Cait Sith!
(Cait Sith stopped where he was and looked around the seemingly empty room.)
Cait Sith: Hey! Whoever that is, cut it out! That's MY joke, dammit! I'll sue ya!
Aeris: Stop being MEAN! NOW!
Cait Sith: Come on out, you! Joke's over!
(Just then, Cait Sith got his wish. The spirit of Aeris came out from above and stared at him blankly. Cait Sith raised an eyebrow as he slowly backed away. Aeris floated closer to him. Cait Sith backed away some more. Suddenly, Aeris dashed at him, making goofy looking faces.)
Aeris: OOGA BOOGA!
Cait Sith (high pitch): AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
(Cait Sith ran out the room like Satan himself was chasing him.)
Aeris: Hey! Come back here, tubby!
(Aeris quickly flew out after him.)