Disclaimer: Square-Enix owns Final Fantasy VII… If I did, Sephiroth would not be such a complete dumbass…
Notes: I just realized that this counts as a sequel to three of my fanfics (one of which isn't even finished)… How does that work?
PROJECT MAIDEN
Phase One: Trust
Step Three: Meet Choco—er, Cloud
"Differential equation…"
Huh?
Mmm… Stop ruining my sleep; I feel so nice and warm… What's this soft thing surrounding me? My eyes open slowly to the light-filled room. What am I leaning against…?
I tilt my eyes towards my makeshift pillow. Fair skin…?
Chocobo-head is sleeping calmly… His arms wrap me in a cocoon of warmth…
Oh, I didn't—
/Flashback/
I turned back to Chocobo-head to see him clinging to my precious, silver hair. He nuzzled against it making what sounded like purring.
If I pulled, he would rip my wonderful hair out.
"Fine," I hissed. "I do not want to sleep on the floor though… Scoot over, Chocobo…"
I pushed the unconscious body over to the edge of the small bed. I crawled onto the bed, and proceeded to steal the only pillow.
/End/
"OH, HELL NO!"
Sky blue eyes fly open, and Chocobo-head falls onto the floor… Pulling me with him…
"AH!" He knocks me onto the hard, wooden floor and scrambles into the furthest corner from me. "I-I-We-we-we didn't—Oh, god, I #$&ed a teenager!" He rolls his body into a fetal position and begins to rock gently.
I knew my favorite puppet was crazy, but this? Suppose I need my 'toy' a little less psycho. "In case you haven't noticed…" I point towards myself. "I'm wearing pajamas."
His eyes roam the cartoonish tonberry print. "Oh…" He rubs the back of his head; reminds me of what Zack would do… "So, um, why are you…?"
"You wouldn't let go of my hair."
His sapphire eyes widen as he notices my finest attribute. "No, you can't be—" He contorts himself into his shell.
Maybe I should get Tifa…
… Or a blunt instrument. That could work too…
Review if you'd like.
This may very well be the slowest pacing I have ever written… I am cruel and unusual to Seph, huh?