Laguna Moomba: Aren't they just the cutest! Thanks, here's the next
installment!
Andariel: I've always figured that, if Vincent and Chaos are gonna be together for so long, then they'd eventually work out how to get along! Hey! HEY! Give me back my Vinnie, you fiend!
YK2: Surka, you need to get Yuffie some calming pills. * Hugs YK2 * Thanks for liking my story!
BlueEyedDemon: Chainsaws never fail to impress ^_^
Audra Midnight: Will do! Thanks for reading!
Kitty-Chan: * Nibbles cookie * Mmm... my favourite! Thank you!
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"God...Damn...SKIRTS!!!"
Yuffie screamed indignantly as the black Chocobo raced away from the track. Said Chocobo warked uneasily, and stopped dead in the middle of the thick undergrowth, and looked around. Yuffie could feel it shaking beneath it's feathers, and she stroked it's neck soothingly. It turned it's head upwards, and Yuffie followed suit, before wailing and covering her head with her arms. The Chocobo ran forward again, and Yuffie felt herself being encircled by strong leathery arms, which, in normal circumstances, would have filled her with more fear than the prospect of bunjy jumping off of Da Chao, attached to Barret. As her feet touched the ground she stopped and turned around, to find herself facing the grotesque form of Chaos. The demon fell to the ground, and writhed around in pain, transforming back into his master grudgingly. Vincent gasped as his eyes opened quickly, the all-black orb changing back into his usual bloody ones within the space of a millisecond. The Chocobo turned it's head in interest, the previous happening completely forgotten, what with the 10 second memory and all. It nuzzled into the crook between Vincent's neck and shoulder, until the dark man swatted it away.
"What...Ow."
Yuffie giggled, having never heard Vincent say the word 'Ow' before. She knelt beside him and stroked the hair from his face, and one of his garnet eyes swung towards her, before he propped himself onto one arm and looked at her fully. Noticing all the cuts and grazes on her face, he said in a worried voice,
"Did he...hurt you?"
Yuffie shook her head.
"No, the damned Chocobo decided to take a route through a bramble bush."
A weary laugh escaped Vincent's mouth, and Yuffie put his arm around her shoulder, and helped him up. He took his arm away and tested his balance. After a few sways, he managed to regain the confidence in his legs, and he began to walk laboriously toward the exit of the foliage, leading the happy Chocobo and the happy ninja with each arm. The two were met by an unhappy looking Ester, who cooed worriedly and fussed over them, like a mother hen.
"Vincent, Yuffie, I am SO sorry! I don't know what could have come over him!"
She motioned towards the oblivious Chocobo. Yuffie grinned at her, supporting a weak Vincent with one arm, and rubbing Ester's comfortingly with the other.
"Yuffie doesn't get on well with Chooco-"
He stopped talking when Yuffie hit him in the arm. The ninja said to the worried Chocobo girl,
"That's ok!"
"It's not, it's not! You two could have been seriously injured! And I'm afraid the Chocobo may have to be put down!"
"No way! Uh, we'll take him! Won't we Vinnie!?
Vincent looked incredulous, and cocked one eyebrow, unconsciously brushing away the Chocobo from his shoulder, where it's head had taken residence. It was batting it's long, curling eyelashes in a way that it thought attractive, and warking softly into his wear. The thought of taking the love-crazed, overgrown blackbird under his metaphorical wing, pun not intended, was one he would rather not have grace his mind.
"We will?"
"Please please please please please-"
"All right!" He turned to Ester. "How much do you want?"
"You can have him, call it compensation."
Yuffie bounded up to Ester, screaming happily.
"Thank you!"
"That's all right," Ester looked up at the window where a handsome man in a Stetson was beckoning for her. It was only at that point did Yuffie realise that Ester was - oh my god – wearing a little black dress and high heels. Her hair was loose, and it reached to the nape of her neck, curled in angelic ringlets, and by her ear was a little red flower. Her dark, strapless dress was adorned all around the top with a flurry of dark blue Chocobo feathers. She blushed and mumbled,
"I gotta go. That's my date."
Yuffie wolf whistled and replied,
"So, Joe finally asked you out huh?"
Ester went an even deeper shade of red, before running up the stairs to meet her cowboy. Yuffie sighed and leaned against Vincent, who had finally found his feet, and was currently fighting off a Chocobo who was infatuated with him.
"Everyone's coupling up tonight. Teef and Cloud...Ester and Joe...Cid and Barret..."
Vincent shot her a bemused look, which she countered with a disarming grin.
"Let's take our new Chocobo to the stables! What shall we call him Vinnie? Our ickle baby, yes you are, yes you are!"
Yuffie continued to baby talk to the Chocobo, while Vincent eyed her suspiciously. Her hair was sticking up at odd angles, and her eyes were opened wide, doubtlessly with the shock of the ill-destined Chocobo ride. Still, thought Vincent, one can never be too sure with Yuffie.
"Are you...are you on drugs?"
"Haha, Mr. Valentine. We have to call him something!"
"I'm not entirely sure where the 'we' comes into this."
"Well he is OURS."
"No, he's yours. I already have one Chocobo to contend with, and she wouldn't be very happy at having another around."
"Ohmygodijusthadthebestideaever!" Yuffie spoke hurriedly, and Vincent had to think for a second before he could work out what she said.
"Why don't we breed your black with this one!? They would have the cutest babies! AW! I love baby Chocobos!"
She twirled on the spot happily, but yelled when she fell down. She rubbed her backside vigorously with annoyance, a whined at the gunslinger as he laughed quietly at her antics. Vincent had begun to lead the black Chocobo to the stables, and he called to her,
"Shasta isn't keen on other Chocobos."
"I'm sure she could get used to him!"
Vincent shrugged as he closed the gate to the pen, and Yuffie bounded up to the taller man and screamed,
"I have the best name for him! EVER!"
"What is it?"
"Vinnie!"
The mentioned man frowned, and, drawing out the vowel in the word, he prompted,
"Yes?"
"No, I mean, that's what we should call him! Vinnie!"
"No."
"But -"
"No."
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It's short, I know, it's crap, I know. I just didn't feel like writing tonight, but I didn't want to keep you guys waiting. If I feel so inclined, I may revamp this chappie when I've finished the story.
Andariel: I've always figured that, if Vincent and Chaos are gonna be together for so long, then they'd eventually work out how to get along! Hey! HEY! Give me back my Vinnie, you fiend!
YK2: Surka, you need to get Yuffie some calming pills. * Hugs YK2 * Thanks for liking my story!
BlueEyedDemon: Chainsaws never fail to impress ^_^
Audra Midnight: Will do! Thanks for reading!
Kitty-Chan: * Nibbles cookie * Mmm... my favourite! Thank you!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"God...Damn...SKIRTS!!!"
Yuffie screamed indignantly as the black Chocobo raced away from the track. Said Chocobo warked uneasily, and stopped dead in the middle of the thick undergrowth, and looked around. Yuffie could feel it shaking beneath it's feathers, and she stroked it's neck soothingly. It turned it's head upwards, and Yuffie followed suit, before wailing and covering her head with her arms. The Chocobo ran forward again, and Yuffie felt herself being encircled by strong leathery arms, which, in normal circumstances, would have filled her with more fear than the prospect of bunjy jumping off of Da Chao, attached to Barret. As her feet touched the ground she stopped and turned around, to find herself facing the grotesque form of Chaos. The demon fell to the ground, and writhed around in pain, transforming back into his master grudgingly. Vincent gasped as his eyes opened quickly, the all-black orb changing back into his usual bloody ones within the space of a millisecond. The Chocobo turned it's head in interest, the previous happening completely forgotten, what with the 10 second memory and all. It nuzzled into the crook between Vincent's neck and shoulder, until the dark man swatted it away.
"What...Ow."
Yuffie giggled, having never heard Vincent say the word 'Ow' before. She knelt beside him and stroked the hair from his face, and one of his garnet eyes swung towards her, before he propped himself onto one arm and looked at her fully. Noticing all the cuts and grazes on her face, he said in a worried voice,
"Did he...hurt you?"
Yuffie shook her head.
"No, the damned Chocobo decided to take a route through a bramble bush."
A weary laugh escaped Vincent's mouth, and Yuffie put his arm around her shoulder, and helped him up. He took his arm away and tested his balance. After a few sways, he managed to regain the confidence in his legs, and he began to walk laboriously toward the exit of the foliage, leading the happy Chocobo and the happy ninja with each arm. The two were met by an unhappy looking Ester, who cooed worriedly and fussed over them, like a mother hen.
"Vincent, Yuffie, I am SO sorry! I don't know what could have come over him!"
She motioned towards the oblivious Chocobo. Yuffie grinned at her, supporting a weak Vincent with one arm, and rubbing Ester's comfortingly with the other.
"Yuffie doesn't get on well with Chooco-"
He stopped talking when Yuffie hit him in the arm. The ninja said to the worried Chocobo girl,
"That's ok!"
"It's not, it's not! You two could have been seriously injured! And I'm afraid the Chocobo may have to be put down!"
"No way! Uh, we'll take him! Won't we Vinnie!?
Vincent looked incredulous, and cocked one eyebrow, unconsciously brushing away the Chocobo from his shoulder, where it's head had taken residence. It was batting it's long, curling eyelashes in a way that it thought attractive, and warking softly into his wear. The thought of taking the love-crazed, overgrown blackbird under his metaphorical wing, pun not intended, was one he would rather not have grace his mind.
"We will?"
"Please please please please please-"
"All right!" He turned to Ester. "How much do you want?"
"You can have him, call it compensation."
Yuffie bounded up to Ester, screaming happily.
"Thank you!"
"That's all right," Ester looked up at the window where a handsome man in a Stetson was beckoning for her. It was only at that point did Yuffie realise that Ester was - oh my god – wearing a little black dress and high heels. Her hair was loose, and it reached to the nape of her neck, curled in angelic ringlets, and by her ear was a little red flower. Her dark, strapless dress was adorned all around the top with a flurry of dark blue Chocobo feathers. She blushed and mumbled,
"I gotta go. That's my date."
Yuffie wolf whistled and replied,
"So, Joe finally asked you out huh?"
Ester went an even deeper shade of red, before running up the stairs to meet her cowboy. Yuffie sighed and leaned against Vincent, who had finally found his feet, and was currently fighting off a Chocobo who was infatuated with him.
"Everyone's coupling up tonight. Teef and Cloud...Ester and Joe...Cid and Barret..."
Vincent shot her a bemused look, which she countered with a disarming grin.
"Let's take our new Chocobo to the stables! What shall we call him Vinnie? Our ickle baby, yes you are, yes you are!"
Yuffie continued to baby talk to the Chocobo, while Vincent eyed her suspiciously. Her hair was sticking up at odd angles, and her eyes were opened wide, doubtlessly with the shock of the ill-destined Chocobo ride. Still, thought Vincent, one can never be too sure with Yuffie.
"Are you...are you on drugs?"
"Haha, Mr. Valentine. We have to call him something!"
"I'm not entirely sure where the 'we' comes into this."
"Well he is OURS."
"No, he's yours. I already have one Chocobo to contend with, and she wouldn't be very happy at having another around."
"Ohmygodijusthadthebestideaever!" Yuffie spoke hurriedly, and Vincent had to think for a second before he could work out what she said.
"Why don't we breed your black with this one!? They would have the cutest babies! AW! I love baby Chocobos!"
She twirled on the spot happily, but yelled when she fell down. She rubbed her backside vigorously with annoyance, a whined at the gunslinger as he laughed quietly at her antics. Vincent had begun to lead the black Chocobo to the stables, and he called to her,
"Shasta isn't keen on other Chocobos."
"I'm sure she could get used to him!"
Vincent shrugged as he closed the gate to the pen, and Yuffie bounded up to the taller man and screamed,
"I have the best name for him! EVER!"
"What is it?"
"Vinnie!"
The mentioned man frowned, and, drawing out the vowel in the word, he prompted,
"Yes?"
"No, I mean, that's what we should call him! Vinnie!"
"No."
"But -"
"No."
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It's short, I know, it's crap, I know. I just didn't feel like writing tonight, but I didn't want to keep you guys waiting. If I feel so inclined, I may revamp this chappie when I've finished the story.