Hey! Sorry it took so long! I really don't have an excuse. Anyhow, I'm starting this chapter with what I left off with. R&R please. If anyone wants me to bring Cloud back in, ask in a review.
The blonde girl immediately started laughing as Reno's hair puffed out behind his head. Combined with his rather corny pick-up phrase, this was a rather effective way to lose all of his dignity- not that he had had any in the first place.
Yuffie stifled a giggle with her hand, the one that did not hold the elastic. It worked rather well, because the gloves she wore –green with fishnet-like black material covering the area around her knuckles- were somewhat thick –had to be, for her sharp ninja tools- and muffled the sound rather well.
Reno looked around to see what the girl was laughing at, and, seeing his hair, proceeded to freak out at Yuffie and searching her pockets for the bandanna, which completely turned off his not-to-be-girlfriend, who walked off to call the police for child abuse, because Yuffie was still short.
Meanwhile, Vincent was washing the dishes while Tifa mopped. The merciless woman had decided that, instead of having a meal for free or simply having it for free, Vincent was going to help her out with the chores.
Sucker. No, even suckers are higher up; most of them aren't slaves to human women.
Chaos, leave me alone, could you?
Could I? Oh, yes, but Would I? Nope.
I hate you.
Oh, I'm heartbroken.
…
I mean, It's so depressing, me not being loved by the 'great' Vincent Valentine, who's slave to a woman and who is a guy. I might be a demon, but I'm not gay, Vince.
Neither am I.
You're in denial.
Chaos…
I'm warning you Vince, I'll get a restraining order.
Chaos! You're being totally unreasonable; you can't get a restraining order, you're in my head.
You seem to have thought this out very carefully.
…You can't argue with idiots.
Oh, have you tried arguing with yourself? I don't suggest it; you could give yourself a MAJOR headache. Like the ones I get from hanging around with you.
Why don't you LEAVE, then?
Because I can't, doofus.
Commit suicide, then?
Nah, I'll just hang around, trying to distract you, ruin your life, and make you go insane-
"Vincent! The BOWL!"
Crash. Too late.
Chaos!
"Vincent? Are you feeling alright? You look kind of fazed out."
"…I'm fine, Tifa."
'I'm fine, Teefy. I'm just talking to the voices in my head, thank you VERY much!'
Shut it, Chaos.
Oh, I don't know why, but Vincent-bashing is soooo much fun.