Seventh Heaven
Chapter Four
Breakfast At Tifa-nee's
It's been a few days since Rufus and Tifa got back from their trip to the Gold Saucer. Now that they're home they went back to their old lives, well Rufus did, Barret won't let Tifa set foot near Seventh Heaven after he caught her and Rufus getting it on at the Honey Bee Inn. Thanks to Barret, Tifa is now stuck waiting for Rufus to come home. It wouldn't be all that bad if she had something to do, she isn't able to cook anymore since Rufus already has someone to do that for him.
Rufus came home shortly after the sunset. He opened the door to find Tifa sleeping on the couch.
"You know we have a bed, right?" he asked teasingly. Tifa opened her eyes and let out a loud yawn.
"Sorry Rufus, I'm just bored out of my fucking mind," she answered him.
"How can you be bored?" Rufus asked, "This place has everything!"
"Everything for you." Tifa said with a hint of irritation in her voice, "I'm not exactly a fan of looking down at the slums and yelling 'PEASANTS!'"
"But it's so much fun!" Rufus tried to reassure her.
"What I'm saying is that I miss doing the things I used to do, like cooking." Tifa sighed.
"You cook?" Rufus asked.
"Yes I cook." Tifa said angrily, "of course you wouldn't know that since you never let me in the kitchen." Tifa walked towards the bedroom.
"I don't want you to interfere with the chef's work." Rufus said.
Tifa glared at him, "YOU'RE SLEEPING ON THE COUCH!" she yelled and slammed the door.
Tifa woke up at dawn the next morning. She picked up her cell phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, this is Tifa…the First Lady…anyways, you've been doing such a good job lately why don't you take the day off…aww thank you…bye." Tifa hung up the phone. She snuck into the kitchen and started cooking.
Rufus woke up to the smell of cinnamon. He didn't expect the cook to be here so early.
"That smells great!" he said happily as he walked into the kitchen.
"Glad you think so." Tifa said.
"Tifa? What are you doing in here?" he asked.
"I wanted to give our dear chef the day off." Tifa said in a singsong voice.
"You WHAT?" Rufus yelled.
"I gave her the day off, the poor think is always working so hard I felt she needed a vacation." Tifa smiled.
"Why would you do such a thing?" Rufus asked, his voice trembling.
"I just wanted something to do. If you don't like the food I won't make it for you anymore. Deal?" Tifa said.
"Deal." Rufus agreed.
Rufus sat on the loveseat in the living room. He put on the TV; a chocobo race came on the screen. Remembering his experience at the Gold Saucer he changed the channel. A commercial for some children's card game, he changed it again. Finally a ShinRa Electric Company documentary came on the TV. Rufus smiled and watched it.
"The food is done!" Tifa called over from the other room. Rufus walked into the dining room. In front of him was an array of different foods. Pancakes, eggs, bacon, French toast, waffles, sausages, fruits, and a bunch of different pastries were laid out in front of him.
"You made all of this?" he asked.
"Yup." Tifa said.
"Damn you're good." He stood up and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "What should I try first?" he asked.
"Doesn't matter to me." Tifa answered. Rufus grabbed a plate and put one of everything on it. He grabbed a muffin and put it in his mouth. He couldn't believe what he tasted. He never had anything so good in his life; it was like he just bit into a little piece of heaven.
"OH MY GOD!" he screamed, "I've never had anything this good in my entire life!"
"Glad you like it." Tifa said.
"I LOVE IT!" he shouted as he continued to shove a variety of foods into his mouth. He almost choked a couple of times.
"You should cook more." He said as he ate the last piece of bacon.
"I plan to, but it won't be this much every day."
"Why not?" Rufus asked sadly.
"You'd never finish your breakfast before work." She hugged him from behind, "besides I need a break every now and then.
"Alright."
"But I'll be cooking for the rest of the day." Tifa reassured him.
"JACKPOT!"