AN: So, congrats to Tishannia! It was indeed Hojo and Lucrecia!
You know what to do Tish!
Oh. :Winks at Chibified Kitsunes: This is for you.
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII, that would be Square-Enix.
She kept sending him leers and hiccuping.
To be honest, it was really freaking him out.
"I thought the A-rack-ee told you not to drink."
"Dun call 'er dat! She's n-hiccup-ice!"
"You're drunk."
"Zo?"
"I wasn't supposed to let you get drunk. Oh crap, how am I going to explain this?"
"Ah loff you Turkey!"
He turned and gave her an odd look. "Zoto...?"
Turning to the bartender, he asked. "Did ya put drugs in her drink or something?"
The bartender gave him a glare, and turned back to his other customers.
He turned back to her, only to discover she wasn't there.
"Hey! Miz. Klep--"
He was cut off by the girl in question jumping on him, and glomping him.
You see, while he had turned away, she got up, went to the back of the bar, and started to run towards him.
"What the flying--"
He was cut off again by her pressing her lips to his, silencing him.
Pulling away, she said, " 'To Turkey!"
"Hey! That's my word! Now get offa me!"
Too late, the girl had passed out on top of him.
He should have never let Mr. Cat-man-I'm-so-cool-with-my-goatee, convince him to take her out.
"Will someone get this chick offa me?" He yelled.
A pair of arms picked the girl up, and he looked up into the face of Miss. A-rack-ee herself.
"Oh. Well, f#$."
AN:...You should definately get this one.
...Whhhhhy is his head so big? Whhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyy is his head soooooooo big?
...Why yes, that was an Invader Zim reference.
