It
.x. 4 .x.
As told by Barret, Marlene and Denzel.
I took it in to my hands.
Holding the little bugger with extreme care, just like I would hold my favourite glass doll that Tifa bought me once.
I smiled at it, and it smiled at me!
It was so cute!
I cuddled it, and rubbed my cheek against its cheeks! They were all warm and soft, and rosy!
Just like my glass doll!
"Ah booboolie dooboolie!"
I started saying to it! And it giggled even more!
Awww!
Hee hee!
Then Denzel woke up.
Rubbing his sleepy eyes a bit.
"Good morning everyone…"
He said with a yawn.
"How's it go… It's here! It finally came"
He yelled, really excited.
"Marlene! Let go of it! I wanna hold it!"
"Denzel! Wait your turn! I'm still holding it."
"Daddy? Do you wanna hold it?"
I asked, just to irk Denzel.
"I'd love ta Marlene, but, eh, I don't wanna break the little thing."
Daddy says.
I tilt my head to the side a bit.
Wondering what daddy meant.
Oh!
His metal arm!
"Hmmm…"
I was trying to think of a way around that little problem…
"Marlene!"
"Denzel! You'll get your turn!"
Denzel 'hmphed'.
"I know daddy! Why don't you, carry me, while I'm carrying it! Then it'll be like you carrying it, only with me!"
Ahah!
Hee hee!
The perfect solution!
"…smart lil' girly I got here!"
Daddy chuckles.
Daddy stood up from the yucky, non-squishy hospital chairs and he lifted me to his real shoulder.
I giggle, my daddy is so strong!
Daddy makes that booming, rumbling, laughing sound again.
'Click'
"Marlene! You've had your go now! Let me have mine!"
"Denzel!"
I just wanted to hold it a little more.
It was…
Nice holding it like that.
"Now, now Marlene, you got enough time, let lil' Denzel here have a go."
Daddy says, as he puts me down from his shoulder.
"Hmmm…"
I was just trying to stall a little bit more, that's all!
"Marlene…"
Daddy says in that voice he uses when I don't go to take a bath, and he threatens to take away my cookie-allowance.
That voice always means something bad for me.
Hmph.
"Fine. Here you go Denzel!"
I say, well, it isn't good to be sad all day.
And Denzel really wants a go, so…
Denzel gently placed it into his arms, and started rocking it.
"I wonder if you'll be as cool as Cloud…"
Just then Mr. Red-turk and Ms. Turk walked in.
My daddy used to call them…
"Mother fu…"
Then he pauses there, and then he continues and says…
"Fudging ShinRa lackies."
But now he just calls them…
"Blue suited bast…"
Then he stops there.
Weird I know.
But hey, they're adults.
Who knows what goes in their strange, strange minds.
Sigh.
But daddy says since they helped us during the really weird and shiny silver haired people abducted me and Denzel, that they…
I quote:
"Ain't that damn bad. Only that mother- Reno gets on my damn nerves."
Daddy nods toward them in that… acknowledging, I think is the word, sort of way.
"What up foo's?"
Daddy says.
"We just stopped by to say hi, yo."
Mr. Red-turk, ummm, Reno?
"Hi."
Ms. Turk!
She is so pretty.
"Denzel! Let Mr. and Ms. Turkey have a go!"
I say, with a nice big smile on my face.
Hee hee!
That always works.
Denzel's stomach started gave of a growl.
"Okay! I'll just go get something from the vending machine down the hall!"
And with that, Denzel gently gave it to an unexpecting Reno, before disappearing down the hallway.
"Gah, what yo?"
Hee hee!
Mr. Red-turk can be so clueless sometimes.
.x. 5 .x.
As told by the Turks.
A/N: Everyone knows what it is now! Yay! But I'm still not giving a straight answer until the last chapter.
I am really disappointed with this chapter, I just don't think it is one of my, umm, better works. But out of all the FF: VII people, I suck at portraying these three characters the most. And I know it is Marlene's POV, though it should be Barret, but, I don't think I would have done acceptable at all if I did Barret (I tried doing him and I re-wrote it twice, both of which were just, sad-excuses-for-a-chapter results. Sigh), and well, Denzel, Denzel is a character I know next to nothing about, only that he is a little boy who knows how to say "You SOB!"
He he.
I'm again, sorry for the poor- poorer quality of this chapter, but, oh well. I'm sorry. T-T
Also, sorry for the late update, I went out today. And to Bianka-Chan who like long authors-notes! Hee hee!
La di da!
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