This is not meant to offend anyone, it is purely made from my sick 'bored' mind. Flame me if nessesary, even though I like nice reviews better.
Disclaimer: that I don't own any of this (I do have my own toilet…)
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TOILET TALES:
Cloud Strife stood impatiently outside the door to the little pink toilet in the little Cetra's house. "Eh…uhm…Aerith?" a low grunting from inside the bathroom told him more than he wanted to know. Blushing at his thoughts that wandered through his head he consider knocking one more time, just to be sure that she would be done soon.
"A…almost there…" she muttered through the door and was followed by another fit of grunting. Cloud coughed nervously and began to feel himself get more and more anxious to get out there on the toilet. Why did I eat that freaking soup Tifa made?
The sound of toilet paper being ripped off brought him back to reality, and a sound from his own stomach made him clutch it in pain. "ooooooh…"
The flushing from the porcelain seat was a relief, as was the fact that Aerith would do him the honour of opening the door. Smiling sweetly she opened the door fully, but Cloud threw her out and slammed it close and remembered to lock it.
Sitting down he sighed as felt his stomach 'smile' in relief. Wrinkling his nose he thought silently. 'I wonder what Aerith ate yesterday….it sure doesn't smell good…'
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I am so sick! I mean it…this was just something I came up with when I saw the word Toile…and it made me wonder, why hasn't anyway bothered writing about Toilets? Those things are important too.