Here it is, the long awaited chapter of The Sleepover Series! There's a surprise ending of sorts. Nothing you couldn't guess on your own, but hey, I thought it added a great touch. Enjoy!

I don't own FF VII or Disney's Beauty and the Beast.

"DAMN IT! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?" Reno was furiously typing away at the keyboard, trying to find out why the screen had turned into static. All of the men were still cursing, except for Vincent, who remained perched on his chair as though nothing were wrong.

The slumber party upstairs had been watching porn together, fast forwarding through most of the movie they had chosen. Moo Shoo Porkers III had been their selection for the night. Near the end of it, the girls had all looked at each other with a grin on their faces, turning that look onto Tseng before the screen became static. The men below had been cursing and ranting for the better part of an hour.

"I can't believe it. What at time to mess up, you fucking robot. I bet they're in the middle of an orgy right now, and we don't know!" Reno put his face in his hands. Reeve reached over and patted his shoulder sympathetically.

-------upstairs--------

"I can't believe you've never seen Beauty and the Beast, Tseng."

"Tifa, I hate to tell you this but most men don't watch Disney movies on their own initiative."

"Well, you're going to watch it with us! You'll love it!"

"Yep you will!" Yuffie chimed in.

"I wonder if the boys downstairs are through cursing. I've never heard a chorus of 'FUCK' before." Elean said, grinning. "That was a great idea, Tseng, letting them watch for a little while."

"Thank you. It's good to know genius is appreciated."

"YAAY! The movie's about to start! Get comfy everyone!" Tifa said, claiming a pillow and laying on her stomach at the foot of the bed. Elena did the same, both of them kicking their feet back and forth. Yuffie took the other two pillows in the room and plopped them down at the headboard, one on the bed itself and the other against the headboard.

"Don't you know how to share, Yuffie?" Yuffie grinned at him and plonked herself down on the pillows, making a show of getting comfortable. "Very well, if you won't share..." Tseng reached over and bodily picked Yuffie up, making her yelp in surprise. He then took her place, back and head against the higher pillow. Yuffie was deposited in his lap, facing away from him to see the television screen. "...I'll just take advantage of the fact that I'm stronger than you." She turned around to glare at him but quickly adjusted her position so that she was more comfortable. This, unfortunately for Tseng, made for a great deal of skin-on-skin contact. Yuffie was still without her pajama pants and he without a shirt. "You enjoy this, don't you?"

"Whatever do you mean, Tseng?" She asked, dripping sweetness. "Don't you like having me in your arms and lap?"

"I do. That's the problem. I like it too much."

"Well, as I always say, there's never too much of a good thing!"

"Quite flirting so loud! The movie's already started and you're missing the first song!"

Tseng, while enjoying his position, was not sure what to make of the movie they were watching. The lead character was a beautiful girl, but most animated women were beautiful. She ran around and sang songs from out of no where, with random people joining in.

The hunter, Gaston, was another story. He and his little friend were dancing and singing and holding each other in ways that no straight man would ever consider doing. Yuffie, who kept twisting around to see his face, giggled.

"What's with that face, Tseng?"

"Gaston is gay."

"WHAT!" All the girls yelled, looking at him. Elena paused the movie and went back to looking at him.

"He's gay. No man that dances with his ass shaking around in the air like that is straight. He only wants to marry Belle so no one will suspect other than his lover." They all blinked at him at the same time. Tseng tried admirably not to laugh at them. A few laughs escaped him, but otherwise he kept it to himself.

"Are you laughing at us?" Tifa asked.

"NO. No, you all blinked at the same time, like something from a cartoon. That's all." He was using the hand that was not wrapped around Yuffie to make placating gestures at the women before him.

"Oh, okay. But, do you really think he's gay?"

"Yes. Go to any gay bar and you'll see the same actions as Gaston's."

"Tseng?" Yuffie asked. He turned his head to look at her. "What were you doing in a gay bar to know that?" Her face was completely straight, not a hint of a grin or mischief. His face got red at what she was hinting at.

"I'm not gay!"

"Then why were you at one?"

"I had to go drag someone out of one. It wasn't by choice!"

"You went in DRAG! TSENG, I didn't know you swung that way!" Elena said, a hand covering her mouth.

"Tseng, you don't have to hide it from us, we understand. We would never hold it against you." Tifa got up from her stomach and sat beside him, patting his shoulder comfortingly. Elena was nodding.

"I'M NOT GAY!"

"I believe you, Tseng." Yuffie said, twisting around so that she could hug his neck. "A gay man wouldn't kiss me like you did before." Tseng wrapped both arms around Yuffie, glaring at Tifa and Elena over her head. "Although, you should kiss me again. Just to make sure." Tifa giggled behind one hand while Elena rolled her eyes dramatically before plopping back down to face the television again.

He complied, startling Yuffie with a kiss. He quickly forgot about the exact reason he was kissing her and that there were two other people in the room. Tseng was lost in her tongue and lips and the hair his hand found itself in. He was vaguely aware of a flash of light, but he dismissed it as unimportant. He reluctantly ended the kiss, the need for a full breath of air making itself known to him.

"Definitely not gay." Yuffie smiled at him, blushing slightly, before turning so that she could watch the movie the others had already started. Tseng was in a much better frame of mind to enjoy the movie now. The women were enthralled, singing along with all the songs without skipping a beat, and gasping or cheering at the events that transpired. The most amusing part he found to be the singing and dancing dinnerware.

"Oh! That bastard Gaston! Stabbing the Beast like that!" Elena said at the television. Tifa threw a balled up piece of paper at the screen. Yuffie seemed on the verge of tears.

Tseng would be the first to admit the ending was touching. He thought it was too late for the spell to be broken when, lo and behold, it was JUST in the nick of time that Belle said 'I love you'. Of course they all lived happily ever after.

"Oh, I love that movie! It still makes me cry at the end!" Yuffie said, wiping away tears that were on the verge of falling.

"I know! Couldn't you just 'squeeee' to death when they kiss for the first time?" Tifa said, bouncing with excitement.

"YES!" Elena and Yuffie nearly yelled.

"Squeee? What is a 'squeeee'?"

"It's the noise you make when you're really, really excited about something and words fail you. Like when a kitten tries to catch a butterfly."

"I have never made such a noise."

"You know, come to think of it, I've never heard a man 'squeeee' before. Have any of you?" Tifa asked. Heads were shook in the negative on all counts but Tseng's. "You've heard a man do that!"

"Yes."

"WHO!"

"The person I had to drag out of the gay bar. He made that noise when he saw me." Tseng shuddered at the memory, but refused to remember the biker men asking if he 'wanted something powerful between his legs' in any detail.

"Who was it, Tseng? You can tell us! We can't tell what happened here, same as you can't! Tell us! Please?" Yuffie was pleading with him, eyes wide and hopeful.

"...(coughcoughRufuscoughcough)...Something in my throat..."

"I knew it!" Elean said, jumping up to her feet on the bed. "I knew he was gay! To think he blamed his secretary when I found a pink pen with a poofy thing on the end of it in his desk!" Everyone fell over laughing, imaging Rufus smiling, using his pink pen to sign papers and orders while kicking his feet under his desk.

"Be thankful you never stumbled upon what he has in the closet in that office. I never want to see pink fishnet stockings again..."

Did you like it? Did you imagine the girls 'squeeeing' and see Rufus with his little pink pen? I can't get that image out of my head. Hehe. Thanks for reading!

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