Author's Notes: A funny piece on how Reeve got mad at Reno for messing up his completion of Cait Sith.

Theme: Spring

Almost...

Careful… Careful… Almost got it…

"Reeve!" came a shout at the door of the office.

The executive flinched at the shout. Unknown to him, the flinch had caused the tiny gear he held in his tweezers to knock an even smaller spring off of the CPU of Cait. Well, it wasn't really a spring though it looked like one. It was actually a metal coil, and without it completing the circuit, Cait would never turn on.

"My GOD Reno, what could you POSSIBLY want right now?" Reeve angrily demanded of the Turk. How dare Reno steal his moment of glory?

"Wanted to ask if you were joining us for lunch."

Reeve shook his head and returned to his place hunched over the robot. Carefully, finally, he put in the final gear and then closed the access panel up.

"Oh, you finished it? Turn it on!"

Emerald eyes rolled while Reeve listened to the Turk. Finally he gave in and grabbed the remote from his desk. This was his moment of truth. With the flick of a switch he turned on Cait Sith.

There was a moment of baited breath, and then… Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

"Oh well," Reno said. "Guess we should leave the robots to Scarlet and Hojo."

"This can't be," Reeve grumbled in disbelief. "He should be on!"

"Whatever. Guess this means you won't be joining us for lunch. Oh well."

And with that Reno left.

Reeve, on the other hand, was in a state of panic. For years he had been working on Cait Sith, having it suddenly refuse to start would NOT be accepted. The access panel was reopened and Reeve pulled out his work glasses. He would get to the bottom of this.

Three hours later and Reeve was still unable to figure out what exactly had gone wrong. This was when Reno found him.

"Yo, Reeve, you just missed an executive level meeting. The President is pissed."

"Go away Reno, you are distracting me."

"Man, you still at it? Just throw the thing away. It obviously isn't worth it."

Reno earned himself a cold glare, worse than any even Rufus had ever given him. The fiery Turk couldn't help but to shiver.

"It is your fault I bet. I bet something broke when you came in this morning."

"Don't blame your short comings on me!" Reno said.

"Short-comings? I'll give you short comings…"

Reeve threw a stapler at Reno, who deftly ducked the projectile. By the time a staple remover, a paper weight shaped like Midgar had followed the stapler, Reno decided he should react. He did so by tackling Reeve to the ground.

"Get a hold of yourself Reeve!" Reno said, shaking his friend.

Reeve winced suddenly.

Reno blinked, "I didn't hurt you did I?"

Reeve shook his head, pushing Reno off of him. He sat up and felt around the area where his neck had been… And came up with a tiny spring. Well, it wasn't a spring really. It was a coil, a small metal coil which had fallen from Cait Sith's CPU. The coil to heaven! The executive let out an excited whoop and dived for his tweezers. Twenty seconds later Cait Sith was up and moving… And pummeling Reno at the command of his master.

'Oh well, at least it was a happy ending right?' Reeve thought, 'Despite having to attack Reno with a cat.'