I own nothing but the fic and anything original, the idea is owned by Dragi. If some names are wrong sorry, been years since I played FF7. Tell em and I will try to fix them.

Meowy Christmas

By: Firehedgehog

Chapter Three: Hey there Gingerbread man

Boxing day

The day after Christmas, the day half the troops and soldiers were getting over hangovers and cursing everything under the sun.

"You will take me wherever you dropped Fair off," Sephiroth ordered a rather hanged over red head, Reno looked at him like he was evil incarnate.

"Sorry, in my condition flying's a no go," Reno said, wishing the silver haired general would talk lower.

"You will take me, Fair must be punished," Sephiroth growled.

"Look, can this wait a few hours... I'm not allowed to fly with hangovers," Reno said, remembering why that rule had been into effect.

That he had no thoughts of going through again.

Sephiroth scowled, as it was he had no flying skills himself, he'd been banned from touching the controls after they tried to teach him. How was he suppose to know it would crash if he did that, it was an honest mistake... the red button covered with glass was just there.

While the two were talking Cloud peered into the helicopter, he blinked as he saw the controls.

"Heh," he mused climbing in, his leach was thankfully long enough.

Whistling he grabbed the helmet the controller always wore, making sure to remind himself to wash his hair well once he got a chance, and put it on. It felt weird with the cat ears on, but he could live with it. He pulled off his cat paws, and began adjusting the area, he smirked when a few switches later the helicopter started up.

"Ready sir?" he asked turning to look out, he stopped himself from giggling at the shocked look on the Turks face and the amused look on Sephiroths face.

"Very," Sephiroth smirked climbing in, as the door to the copter shut he could still see Reno's shocked face.

"Taking off," Cloud said, and did a perfect take off.

"I didn't know they gave cadets helicopter training," Sephiroth finally said, Cloud looked up from his quick glance at the log book, where it said quite plainly where Reno had been dropped off.

"Oh they don't sir," Cloud said cheerfully, as he changed gears.

"Where did you learn then?" Sephiroth asked frowning.

"Where else, video games," Cloud chirped.

"WHHHAT!" the scream could be heard for miles.

OoOoo

His hands were white from gripping the edge of his seat, a few drops of sweat glistened on his rather pale forehead. With a sigh of relief, he felt the helicopter finally land. Slowly Sephiroth released his grip on his, then moved them to get the blood moving in them again.

"Hmm... that was rather a short flight," Cloud said as he placed the helicopter on stand down. "We have plenty of gas left over too, so we don't have to head back to Midgar to get more any time soon."

Short.. That was short, that 'short' flight had felt like eternity.

Strangely, Strife had actually flown the helicopter rather well. In fact, he swore the blond flew better then Reno. And that was a scary thought, and he would never admit that he was swearing to himself that Cloud would crash any moment.

Cloud and himself climbed out, he noticed with inner amusement that the Leash was still attached to the blond. Grumbling, Cloud pulled on the paw gloves now taht he was no longer flying.

As he headed to talk to the head of the Chobobo ranch he shivered, he swore the Chobobos were watching with evil beady eyes.

Huh... was it just him or did Clouds hair look like a chocobo?

OoOoO

Twenty minutes later Sephiroth felt like pulling his hair out of head, the owner of the Ranch would not shut up about the racing his chocobos did.

"Hey, give that back!" Cloud meanwhile yelped, a chocobo from a stall had reached out and stole his cat ears. The general ignored this, trying once again to get Chocobo Bill Ranch owner to tell him where Zack had rented the Chocobo for.

"Well let see," the man muttered, digging around his pockets. Moments later he pulled out a dog eared notebook, chewing on his bottom lip he flipped through the pages.

"Not the hair," Cloud yelped, he had managed to get the cat ears back from the chocobo but now the huge bird was preening his hair like he was a baby chick.

Sephiroth almost snickered, he was right. Clouds hair did look like a Chocobo, a baby one.

"Ah hah! He rented one that could go anywhere," the man said, then flipping the notebook closed he slipped it back into his pocket.

"Fair your dead," Sephiroth snarled, meanwhile Cloud had finally escaped the chobobo without losing anything and was hiding behind Sephiroth since the silly bird seemed to not like the taller man.

"He did say something about Rockets though. Gingerbreadman cookie? My wife made them earlier" the man offered, pointing to a closed cookie jar on his desk.

"Rockets? Rocket town maybe," Cloud mumered.

OoOoO

Zack smirked as he finished off his cookie, he lay on top of a building watching the clouds float by above. Below his Chobo rested while snacking on greens.

"Heh, catch me if you can," he snickered.

TBC