Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, if I did then there would be no optional characters.

A/N Yo! So I know I have them and you have them too. The day when you draw the short straw and nothing seems to go right. Well I know that Reno has them too, so lets join the Turks for a day in their lives when they aren't scouting SOLDIERs or assassinating someone.

Tseng looked around the collective group of Turks, and sighed, "ever since the 'accident' with the Wheel of Assignments. Not saying who wrecked it."

Cissnei coughed, and it sounded suspiciously like "Reno."

Tseng glared at her, and then at Reno, before continuing, "now we have a new system. We're drawing straws, out of my hand."

"What?!" Came the collective confused shout from the group.

"That's right, the one who gets the short one has to deal with Hojo for the day," Tseng announced holding up his handful of straws.

He picked one out before walking around the ring of Turks and letting them all take one, he came to Rude, who took one, "…It's normal."

Tseng nodded offering his hand to Cissnei, she took one, "normal too!"

That just left Reno and one straw, "normal yo."

"Nope!" Cissnei smiled holding up her straw next to his and showing that his was the short one. "See ya!"

"But! But! This was rigged yo!" Reno shouted seeing Cissnei run off with Rude.

"How was it rigged?" Tseng asked.

"I got the short one!" Reno whined.

"Reno… get going," Tseng groaned feeling his familiar twitch come back.

"But I! I!" Reno whined, Rude walked back down the hall, picked up Reno by the collar and belt throwing him in the elevator.

The trio went down to the lab and let Reno off, "damn it…" he grumbled flicking around the straw noticing the pointy end of the straw. He smirked as he swaggered into the lab, "hey Prof, what's up."

Hojo rolled his eyes craning his neck back so his nostrils were exposed. "Not you, well just don't get in my way."

"Oh no prob," he replied before flicking the straw up Hojo's nose. The latter keeled over, Reno waited for a drip of grey matter to come out of Hojo's nose. None came, "well I'll be damned, he's got no brain. Ah well, I'm done for the day, Honeybee Manor here I come!" He walked over to the elevator, "maybe he's really some sorta animatronics thing or something..."

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Somewhere in the Urban Development office there was a loud sneeze, one of the secretaries looked over, "are you alright sir?"

Reeve Tuesti nodded, "fine… just a sneeze."