"Excuse me?" Tifa was offended and surprised that such a…sad…looking boy would know and use such language.
"Nothing." he replied. "I gotta get outta here." Before he could leave however, a tough-looking chaperone showed up and hauled him off.
"Was that little pathetic-looking dork bothering you?" Cloud asked, coming up to her.
"Don't be so mean!" Tifa chided her boyfriend. He may be the most popular boy in school, but the way he treated everybody was really starting to bother her. Sure that boy did look dorky, but calling someone pathetic was not cool.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" Rude asked his partner once they were in the hallway alone.
"That Tifa is bad news!" Reno exclaimed. "I gotta protect my manhood!"
Rude barely stopped himself from laughing at his pint-sized pimply faced superior ranting about manhood. "All you gotta do is finish the mission. Otherwise protecting your manhood will be the worst of your problems."
"Don't forget I outrank you!" Reno retorted.
"Not here ya don't, buddy. I could call your parents on you. Now get back in there!" Rude fired back, now that he was beginning to understand why Reno preferred to keep himself distanced from his parents, above and beyond the secrecy required for their jobs. They raised a nerd, and he no doubt was embarrassed by their memories of him growing up.
"Is there a problem?" the principal asked them as he stepped out into the hallway.
"No, sir." Rude answered. "I was just making sure this new student understood the rules and doesn't start any trouble."
"Alright, well back inside with both of you then, please." the principal said, finding it hard to believe such a awkward-looking young man could be trouble.
"Are you okay?" Tifa asked Reno when he reappeared for more punch.
"Uh, yeah. Sorry about earlier, I…um…have Tourette's. I didn't mean to insult you." he lied.
"Oh, that's too bad." Tifa said sympathetically. "If you need any help with anything, let me know."
"I'll let you know." Reno replied, staring at how her breasts moved when she handed him the punch.
"So you said you'd tell me what your costume is?" she asked, changing the subject.
"Oh…um…I'm a…dungeon master." Reno said the first thing popped into his head.
Twelve years ago
"Richard, I've been getting numerous complaints about your wardrobe choices lately." the high school principal told the nervous student.
"Complaints?" Richard stopped scratching at his acne to nervously run his fingers through his unruly red hair.
"Yes. A shirt saying DUNGEON MASTERS ARE SEXY is not appropriate for school." the principal explained.
"But we are!" Richard protested. "I'm a D&D master!"
"D&D?" the principal asked blankly. "Oh that…board game? That's what you meant?"
"Yeah! I run the local player's club, and no one's beat me yet!" Richard stated proudly. "What else would I mean?"
The principal barely controlled his laughter at the innocent boy's ignorance. "Well, never mind that. Just promise me you won't wear that shirt again."
"Yes, sir." Richard tried to avoid pouting…he was so proud of his shirt and he had earned the right to wear it with his countless hours of practicing. But not wearing it at school wouldn't be so bad, he didn't want his parents to find out what he was wearing, they'd start picking out his clothes again.
"A dungeon master?" Tifa stared at him. "What's that?"
"Hey shrimpy, quit bugging my girl." Cloud exclaiming, rudely shoving Reno aside and putting his arm around Tifa.
"Cloud! I told you to be nice!" she snapped.
"Hey, I am being nice. I didn't shove him in a locker, did I?" Cloud replied.
"I think my curfew's almost up so I'm gonna go home now. Nice meeting you." Reno told them, wanting to get far away from Tifa. She had this Cloud guy, and was obviously trying to de-man him too, so he wished they'd stay together and he'd be safe.