2-25-17: Minor edits made.
Warnings: same as first and second chapter.
Challenge: Drunk Reno in Sephiroth's office by Lemon Wine
"The lawn gnomes are attacking!" Reno shrieks, running into Sephiroth's office and diving under the desk. Sephiroth's eyebrow twitches as his leg space is greatly diminished by a shaking redhead.
"Reno," He says in a calm voice that did not betray his annoyance in any way shape or form. Reno's head appears in the space between the desk and his lap, his hands resting on Sephiroth's knees. Sephiroth's eyebrow twitches again.
"Just what are you doing under my desk?" He asks once the twitching and the homicidal rage have abated somewhat. Reno blinks, a goofy grin appearing on his face. Sephiroth notes that his face is unusually flushed and his eyes are glazed over. He frowns. "It's not Sunday so why in the hell are you drunk?"
"Because the evil lawn gnomes are taking over the seventh floor," Reno announces, hiding back under the desk. Sephiroth's eye twitches again.
"We're on the fiftieth floor." Sephiroth grounds out as his leg is shoved roughly. "And I'd really like to know who got you drunk so I can pay Vincent to shoot them in the head. Stop pushing before I kick you."
"The lawn gnomes are after Zack's brain," The space under his desk says, Sephiroth attempts to glare through his desk.
"Since when does Zack have a brain." He grinds out as his paperwork starts burning from the weight of his glare. Reno hiccups.
"Since he got me drunk." The chair screeches loudly as Sephiroth stands up and walks purposely towards the door. Reno climbs out from under the desk, staring at Sephiroth as he resists the urge to hold onto the floor. "Where are you going?"
"Is it raining?" Sephiroth asks, his hand hovering over the doorknob. Reno looks out the window, blinking blearily.
"Yes." He says, slowly turning back to face Sephiroth, which was really hard because the floor was spinning so fast.
"Then I'm going to kill Zack." Sephiroth opens the door and leaves, Masamune magically appearing in one hand.
Reno blinks, his drunken brain slowly trying to connect the facts that one, Sephiroth was going to kill Zack, two, it was raining... Five, Zack didn't have a brain for those evil lawn gnomes to steal and thirty-seventy-eight Sephiroth had once said he was saving killing Zack for a rainy day.
Reno nods once, pleased with himself, though it had took a while and looks up. "Oohh Ceiling fan." There is a loud thump as Reno falls over, still staring at the ceiling fan. The floor needed to be held down drastically, and Reno was only too willing to be a floor-weight.
The moral: Zack doesn't have a brain so therefore Zack doesn't know the days of the week. Do not get drunk with Zack.
Irony: I might or might not be drinking alcohol right now. It's a Saturday, not Sunday, but I still have work tomorrow, lol.
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