Chapter Twenty One: The Real Cid Highwind

Danielle: I want to sing too!

Shera: Cid, let's do one now! Please!

Cid: Fine... no more gay songs

Shera: Promise, this one is cool

Reno: Not another "Slim Shady" Parody? Sighs and hits the play button

Shera: May I have your attention, please?

May I have your attention, please?

Will the real Cid Highwind please stand up? sighs

Will the real Cid Highwind please stand up?

Cid: stands up, flips everyone off

Shera: to the rest of the people...We're going to have a problem here.

Cid: Shit, ya'll act like you ain't never seen a badass pilot before

Jaws drop on the floor

Like Cloud and Aeris just bust through the door

And started whoopin' his ass Points to Sephiroth Worse than before

With much more force

Throwin' him over furniture

Tifa: Ack!

Cid: I'm the baddest fucker

Yuffie: Uh, no way, are you kidding?

He didn't just say what I think he did,

Did he?

Cid: And Sephiroth says

Nothing, you dumbasses!

Sephiroth's dead!

He's locked in my airship!

Cloud: Ha ha!

Sephiroth: I am?

Cid: Those Shinra bitches luv da cap'n

Elena: Moogle!Moogle!Moogle!

Heidegger: Cid Highwind, I'm sick of him

Look at him

Flying around

Smoking his you-know-what

Flipping his you-know-who

Scarlet: Yeah, but he's so rugged though!

Cid: Yeah, I'm probably gonna die of cancer

But it's not like that's new

And it's no worse

Than what goes on in Tifa's bedroom!

Tifa: I'm so pretty...

Cid: Sometimes I wanna piss off Cloud

And let hell broke loose

And can't

But it's cool for Hojo

To prance around like a frickin' goose!

Hojo: BEG YOUR PARDON?

Cloud: His laugh is frickin' lame

And his clothes put me to shame

And if I'm lucky

I'll kill him by the end of this frickin' game

Red XIII: And this is the message

That we deliver to little kids

And expect them not to notice

All those thongs in FFX

Cid: Of course they gonna know what blood and gore is!

By the time they hit 4th grade

They've got all the Mortal Kombats, don't they?

We ain't nuthin' but dumb jerks looks at Vincent

Well, some of us are ex-Turks

Vincent: HEY!

Cid: Whose claws turn obsessive fangirls into bratwurst

Beth: dreamy sigh

Cid: But if we can hunt down Sephiroth

While listening to rock

Then there's no reason that Cait Sith should even be brought

But if ya feel like I feel

I got the antidote

Roll a joint and smoke it up

Sing the chorus

Sephiroth: And it goes!

Cid and Shera and Danielle: He's Cid HighwindYes, he's da real shit

And all you other Cids

Just ain't as bad as him

So won't the real Cid Highwind

Please stand up?

Please stand up?

Please stand up?

He's Cid Highwind

Yes, he's da real shit

And all you other Cids

Just ain't as bad as him

So won't the real Cid Highwind

Please stand up?

Please stand up?

Please stand up?

Shera: thank you dear...

Danielle: Thank you Cid!

Beth: that was good.

Aeris: that was funny.

Sephiroth: That was scary!