Thank you all so much for the reviews! They make me so happy. (wails)

Shigure-Chan: Well, Sephiroth is insane, isn't he? But I guess a sword bigger than you would be difficult to handle….

Hermionehobbit: Tell Panda a caught that reading it the second time through and choked on my own spit.

darkmistressofhate: Wow, that's quite a compliment. :P Hell is very funny, from what I've heard from those who've been there. But it's also hot and dry and bad for your skin. Sephiroth wouldn't like it much.

Zeraphic Triomis: Wow, cool username! I know well how awful that stuff tastes, as I got sick a lot when I was little.

KoinuSephiroth: Yup, toothbrush. Maybe I shouldn't have had three bowls of honey-nut Cheerios before writing that. O.O

whatevergirl: Zack loves you for pitying him, and as such gives you free hairgel.

The Hot Mage Aeris: Cute? Thanks. :)

Squiggles: Vincent wonders if you have any spare Swiss at your house. ;)

Disclaimer: Sephiroth has my PS2 dangling out the window, so I have to say I don't own him.

I'm sorry this chapter is shorter than the first. The next one is longer!

"HAHA!" Vincent laughed. "No more going downstairs to get a snack in the middle of the night!"

The members of the household had decided that Vincent's night-time snacking habits were a problem. Vincent was naturally quiet, but for some reason he couldn't be quiet on purpose and always ended up waking everyone. After Sephiroth had threatened to disembowel Vincent with his hairdryer, they'd decided to do something about it.

Aeris had suggested they put a lock on the outside of Vincent's door, but Vincent objected to this. Some people say, Sephiroth might think it was funny to lock him in there for a while. After brainstorming for a while, they decided to just get him his own fridge and stock it with the weirdest things they could think of.

Vincent was actually quite happy with this. While he was a bit upset that the fridge didn't come in black like the rest of his room, it beat seeing Sephiroth every night with his facial cream on. He shuddered at the thought.

However, they still had the problem of getting it upstairs.

"Why does Vincent live in the attic, anyways?" Zack asked. He had just come back from surfing, and was thus rather wet.

"Because you ingrates won't let me stay anywhere else!"

"Hey, it's either that, or you stay in the same room as Sephiroth," Cloud said, unwrapping the fridge.

"…….I like the attic."

"Good boy." Yuffie reached up and patted him on the head.

Red trotted in the room, because the author needs a plot device.

"AHHHHHH!" Sephiroth screeched. "He's nude!"

Cloud rolled his eyes. "He's a wolf, Seph. He's always naked"

Zack raised his hand. "I shower naked!"

Tifa groaned. "I think that's pretty safe to assume, Zack. Can we move the fridge now?"

Cloud glared at the box. "I can't get this piece 'o box off. Go get the scissors, someone."

"No! Not the scissors!" Sephiroth clutched his hair in horror.

"And…why is he living with us again?" Vincent asked Cloud.

"Well, this is a problem," Cloud commented.

After dragging the fridge up 37 steps, it wouldn't fit through the attic door.

1:37 AM

Vincent had the sudden urge to eat pickles and mustard. He opened the door to his room, stepped out, and tripped on the refrigerator cord strung across from one end of the hallway to another.

"Dang-blast it!" Sephiroth screeched, cucumbers flying off of his eyes. "What is that noise?"

--To be continued!

Sephiroth was scared of the scissors before I read the fic, 'Why Waist Length?' You should check it out, it's hilarious.

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