I Silvawolf, do not own FF7 for it belongs to Squaresoft (I suppose it's because I don't make the rules, someone of a much higher status does) ^-^. However I do own Silvawolf of course 'cos that's me.

Yuffie's Cure.

Chapter 1.

Narrator: The gang are celebrating Barret's birthday in Tifa's new bar at Nibelheim (I've decided to throw all the characters in regardless). Everyone is having fun eating, drinking (with the exception of Yuffie who's only 16) and looking out for giant rats (who prefer brains to their normal mush) that have escaped from the zoo.

Cid: *Drops his cigarette setting his beer alight*. Who the £^*& was that?

Narrator: *Steps out of the shadowy corner*. Me you dumb @$$ blonde! *Whacks Cid over the head with her silver staff*.

Cid: OWW!!!

Cloud: Who's 'me'? *stops sharpening Ultima Weapon*

Narrator: Tis I, Silvawolf. *Stretches out arms showing off her silver robe and unfurls black angel wings*. Queen of the wolves and mentor of this fan fiction. I can do and change whatever I want. *Silver robe glistens and empty beer cans do the tango*

Yuffie: *stepping out of a closet looking pretty drunk* Prove it. *Realises the beer bottle in her hand and tries to hide it*

Tifa: WHERE DID YOU GET THAT!?!?!?!!!

Silvawolf: The black wings, robe of pure silver and dancing cans not enough for you! Fine. Empty your pockets Yuffie and give Barret his materia back. On his birthday too and after you made a promise not to.

All: *gasp*

Yuffie: B.b.but? How.? *Empties pockets*.

Aeris: How could you Yuffie!

Sephiroth: Even I wouldn't do that on someone's birthday. *Looks at Aeris lovingly who winks back*

All (except Aeris): AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Silvawolf: Shut up! Ah ears hurt. Don't worry I've got him under my control. I am the narrator. *To the audience* just between you and me I planted the materia.

Red XII: This is stuff beyond belief. Someone akin to an angel in the room, Aeris and Sephiroth are alive ... This is weird.

Silvawolf: And a talking lion with his tail on fire isn't unusual? Not to mention there are giant rats tearing up an old lady in the street.

Red XII: *looks out the window* Oh yeah.

Vincent: So why are you here?

Silvawolf: Thought you'd never ask. I'm here to cure Yuffie, see the title. *Points up to title*.

Yuffie; I'm NOT ill!!! *takes another swig of beer*

Silvawolf: It's not your health (or drinking) I'm concerned about; it's your behaviour. Your stealing is kinda out of hand and it's called 'kleptomania'. It's usually related to seeking attention. It isn't doing you any good.

Cait Sith: Hey you're the Narrator, can't you do change her now

Silvawolf: It doesn't work like that. She has to change herself.

Yuffie: Well no chance of that so I'll see ya later. *Starts walking towards the door but it disappears*. Hey! What happened to the door?

Silvawolf: You're not going anywhere so have a seat. *Yuffie sits down on a chair. Ropes appear and bind Yuffie to the chair*.

Yuffie: Hey! This isn't .*Yuffie suddenly loses her voice*

Cid: If you can't £^*&!"% change Yuffie then how the *£!! are Sephiroth and the flower babe acting like that? *Points to Sephy with his arm around Aeris who are sitting on the sofa sharing a bottle of Reef*.

Silvawolf: I don't know but *whispers* I think they make a great couple so I think they should be left alone for now.

Tifa: But why is Sephiroth being nice?

Silvawolf: I said to him if he weren't a good boy I'd send him back to the Lifestream without Aeris. It's working so far. Anyway all those in favour of Yuffie being cured say 'aye'.

All (except Yuffie): Aye!!!

Silvawolf: That settles it! Tomorrow I try to find a cure for Yuffie.

Cloud: What do you plan to do? *Goes back to sharpening Ultima Weapon*

Silvawolf: I've got a book at home that might help. Anyway I've gotta go. See ya later Yuffie! *Makes to walk through the door but walks into a brick wall instead*. Oww, oops, I forgot about that. *Door reappears*. Bye-bye! *Walks out door and flies away.

*The ropes tying yuffie to the chair fall apart*

Yuffie: .*takes yet another swig*

Cloud: I guess things are going to be a bit strange from now on. Yuffie is going to change.

Vincent: Yeah, that'll be the day it rains cows and pigs fly playing tennis.

*Outside a cow with a broken neck falls out of the sky landing on the remains of the same elderly woman the rats where eating and two pigs fly past with tennis racquets*

Pig 1: I told you, you hit the ball too high!

Pig 2: No you didn't!

Vincent: Huh!?!

Silvawolf's Voice: Anything can happen! But. only one cow fell from the sky and the pigs weren't actually playing tennis.

Yuffie: I'LL NEVER CHANGE AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!!!!!

Silvawolf's Voice: Ah my ears hurt (where are my ears?). You're right I can't make you. You have to do that yourself. with a little help of course.

Yuffie: AWW . PANTS!!!

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What can I say apart from enjoy!

silvawolf ^-^