Still slightly sick and bored to death, lucky you guys.
The duo continued on, their captive that Zack was still carrying protesting unheard words, probably muffled verses from his own personal bible, LOVELESS. Angeal occasionally had to give the red-head a chastising slap to the back of the head if he became too loud or rebellious. "So, where are we going with him?" Zack eventually asked of his mentor once they were a ways from Sephiroth's room.
"To my room first," Angeal replied before a slightly evil grin spread across his face, thinking of a fitting punishment for his trouble-making friend, "then it's a surprise."
Zack merely tilted his head at the uncharacteristic look on the older SOLDIER's face as Genesis widened his sapphire eyes and shivered slightly at his friend's words came to him, his overactive imagination caused by the many books he read throughout his life not helping to calm his nerves from the thought of the punishment he will face. Years of living in a metal prison crawling with mad scientists and vicious executives have led to no shortage of tortures and pranks to brew in the residents' minds, including the most serious ones. Even Sephiroth pulled a few pranks in his younger years. A light smile turned up Genesis's unseen mouth as he fondly remembered a time when he and Angeal visited Sephiroth here as children and he had stolen Professor Hojo's, or as they secretly called him, Hobo, only pair of glasses right off his nightstand while he was taking a nap and had hidden them in a secret compartment in the tower, leaving him to stumble around the building like a bat with broken sonar, some workers even managed to video tape him on their phones. Hojo never did find them and had to have a completely new pair made for him. Unfortunately, he now has spare pairs hidden within his room, as they had found out after trying it a second time.
Eventually, they arrived at Angeal's room and he inputted the code for his door, which was much shorter than the slightly paranoid general's. "Wait here and make sure he doesn't escape." He told his pupil before disappearing into his room.
Zack kept his cheery composure only until Angeal walked through his door before turning his anger on Genesis. "Great." He growled, landing an unrestrained kick to his hip. "Now he'll probably work me until I fall flat on my face next time he has me for training thanks to you blowing my cover." He only heard a muffled response from the red-head which sounded suspiciously like 'And you certainly deserve it.'
After a few more moments of him releasing his pent-up anger in short bursts on his captive, Angeal returned without him immediately noticing. "Now, now. We want him to look nice for what I have in store for him." He scolded softly as he unrolled a length of rope used to control rowdy chocobos.
The younger man raised a raven-colored eyebrow at the item in his hands. "Ride him around the tower like a rouge chocobo?" He queried as he crossed his arms across his chest.
He let out a deep chuckle as he shook his head. "Certainly a good idea, but you're not even close." He brought out a pocket knife and cut the rope in half before bounding Genesis's ankles and wrists with each piece, said person struggling with every step. He then picked up the unfortunate SOLDIER and headed off to yet another part of the tower with Zack trailing along behind him.
"You haven't told me where we're going yet." The spiky-haired warrior said, sounding slightly peeved and impatient.
"Trust me, you'll like it." Angeal replied, the evil grin on his face again. He eventually dropped Genesis in front of another door; one Zack didn't know what secrets it held behind the sheet of sliding metal. He then took a pad of sticky notes out of his pocket along with a pen before scribbling something down on it and sticking it on the red-head's forehead, careful not to stick it on his hair. Once he straightened up and moved out of the way, Zack could see that it read, "Send pictures!"
He tilted his head at the cryptic message, but received no answer as his mentor knocked on the door before grabbing his arm and running away with Zack. "A ding-dong ditch?" He asked of him once they finally stopped.
Angeal didn't answer as he had his hand cupped over an ear with a playful grin on his face. Both of them were soon greeted with the sound of several girls' excited squealing and Genesis's still-muffled scream of terror before they heard a door slam shut. "Nope, fangirls. That is the location of Genesis's fanclub, mostly fanatic members of the opposite sex, as is all of the First-Class SOLDIERs'. Sephiroth and I discussed giving them a certain, red-headed 'present' if he continued to act up. Poor guy is probably getting eaten alive as we speak."
Zack clutched his stomach as he bent over, laughing to death. "I-I thought you were the least cruel one among us! Apparently I thought wrong! Remind me not to get on your bad side!" He howled while cackling wickedly.
Angeal started laughing, himself. "True, true. Come, let's wait and see how long they keep him."
A few hours later, Angeal and Zack were in the middle of a game of checkers in the First-Class break room and even Sephiroth and his new friend had forsaken the privacy of his room due to boredom when Genesis finally hobbled in the room. Their heads immediately turned towards the worn-out trouble maker. His body was covered in lipstick stains, his crimson hair was messy and ruffled, his trenchcoat was slightly askew and torn in some places, and the shirt normally underneath was missing completely.
"So, how was it?" Zack barely managed to get out, trying to contain his laughter with the occasional snicker escaping from his lips.
"I. Hate. You." He growled in response while pouring himself a cup of coffee, sugar-free due to Sephiroth's issues with the substance.
"Ah, come on. It couldn't have been that bad, Dumbapplehead." Sephiroth teased with Evalia burying her face in his chest to muffle her laughter.
"Shut. Up." Genesis spat out before taking a sip from his beverage while pulling out his phone to check the time. He immediately turned his head and spat out a deep brown stream of coffee once he flipped open his cell. "W-what the hell?!" He choked out after he stopped sputtering.
The energetic Zack sprang from his seat and rushed to his side, finally letting his laughter be free once he saw the phone's screen. "Hey, Angeal! Looks like they got our note!" He whooped as he turned the phone towards the rest of the group, revealing a picture of several girls covering Genesis in kisses with a horrified expression on his face with several other pages no doubt filled with similar pictures, earning uncontrollable laughter from them while Genesis tried futilely to retrieve his phone.
