Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, and Vincent's weapon as listed by the Compilation Ultimania is his left arm. Go figure.
A/N I got a review saying "why does no one ever feel remorse over killing Hojo?" I have three simple reasons: 1. Because this is comedy, c-o-m-e-d-y, remorse is for being serious, the fact no one cares is funny in an ironic sort of way to me. 2. It's Hojo, after everything he did he needs to get dead. 3. I am a sadist with a warped sense of humor who has a Light Yagami complex, never give me a Death Note. Rolling right along please welcome Denzel! It's a special dedication to the CloTiDenLene family, but it's Denzel when he's four or five.
Denzel looked up at his dad, Abel, "this is gonna be so cool!"
Abel smiled at his son's perpetual enthusiasm for today's event. Today Shin-Ra's bring your child to work day, and Denzel always loved to come. It was a chance for him to play with kids he wouldn't normally be able to and have some fun away from school. "I know son, but try not to shoot anyone."
Denzel grinned as he held up his new foam dart gun; he couldn't wait to try it out with his friends. They grabbed Denzel's nametag from the desk and entered the elevator, accompanied by Denzel's best friend from school, Isaac, and his uncle, Aaron.
"Hey Denzel!" Isaac smiled as he held up his own foam dart gun.
"Hi Isaac!" Denzel replied brightly.
Aaron and Abel watched the two start talking, "so then same old same old?"
The pair of boys looked up at the Shin-Ra employees with puppy eyes, "cam Isaac and I play? Please?"
"Stay out of people's way and try not to break anything, promise?" Abel cautioned as the doors opened and the boys ran out trying to get one another right away.
Denzel shot off a couple of darts nailing a tall man in a black suit and a charka on his forehead and a spiky redhead in a messy suit. Reno was furious as he attempted to rip the super suctioned dart from his mouth. Tseng watched him amused, "note to self, buy dart gun."
Meanwhile Denzel and Isaac continued their romp down the hallways, Isaac fired off one hitting a large balding man in a suit and a girl with brown hair in a suit. Cissnei helped Rude yank his off the back of his head before removing her own. "Well it's okay Rude, we all love you, you and your lack of hair."
"Thanks," he grumbled.
Denzel shot at Isaac as they rounded a door and started running through a lab, unfortunately the tile was really slick in there. Denzel slipped as his gun flew out of his hand into the air, it flew in a graceful arc, dart brushing against something fluorescent pink before landing on the other side of the table on the floor. He stood up and grabbed it shooting again. This time his ill aim hit a hunchbacked creepy man with green skin square on the cheek.
Isaac laughed, "missed me!"
Denzel laughed running after Isaac out of the lab. Meanwhile Hojo reached up and pulled off the dart, "lousy damn b…" his body seized up and he fell forward rigid as a brick. The dart glistened slightly with the toxic ooze of the Pink Papalappedapoplopped. However it was just the dart loaded in the launcher that was tipped, none of the other darts or parts of the gun touched it.
A/N if you caught my Gackt reference then good for you!
