Disclaimer: I don't own FFVII, or the concept of French cooking. And Cool Runnings is an awesome movie.
A/N In celebration of certain events, I would like to dedicate another death to the most wonderful person. I love you, so without further ado, Gast, Lucrecia and Turk Vincent make a triumphant return. Though it's the last thing you would expect to happen.
Lucrecia pulled Vincent down the street, "you're taking too long, come on!"
Vincent had a blush creeping up his face not responding as she pulled him into the restaurant. Gast laughed, he saw Hojo with a completely disgusted look on and clapped him on the shoulder. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing… I just hate those two. It's so disgusting, why do we have to come?" Hojo grumbled as they neared the restaurant.
"Because they invited us, so try and cheer up," Gast replied as they went inside.
They sat down at a table and ordered some drinks Gast looked across the table to Vincent and Lucrecia, "so you two had something you wanted to say?"
"After the food arrives," Vincent replied smiling at Lucrecia.
Hojo grumbled something, "I can't decide whose worse, the woman or the Turk…"
The waiter walked over, "may I take your order?"
"We'll have the stuffed crepes please," Lucrecia ordered calmly.
"The spinach onion quiche please," Gast handed the waiter his menu.
"Escargot," Hojo grunted flinging his menu aside.
The foursome sat around not really doing much, Hojo had wandered into the bathroom, and stayed there until their food arrived. Gast, Lucrecia and Vincent sat around talking when the waiter carried out a trey with their food. He passed out the plates and a few minutes later Hojo wandered back over to their table grabbing a snail and crunching it shell and all watching everyone.
Vincent waited until he and Lucrecia finished, he stood up before taking her hand in his and reaching into his pocket. "Lucrecia Crescent, will you marry me?" He pulled out a small ring in a black velvet box looking up at her hopefully.
Gast smiled, Lucrecia smiled, "I accept."
Hojo stood up in an outrage forgetting he had a mouthful of snail, "I Oack-ack-ack-ack!" He started to say something but his voice stopped, he writhed around on the floor for a moment like a drunken dragon waking up from a hangover and rolled under the table. The retching continued for several minutes before dying out, Lucrecia and Vincent were staring at the place where he had been standing.
Gast realizing they needed a cover up, "I'm sure he's happy for you, he does that every time he gets excited. He gets so hyper he swallows his tongue." He put on a sheepish grin and waved at the table next to them.
Vincent sighed, "way to kill the mood."
"Too true," Lucrecia sighed before kissing Vincent on the cheek as he slid the ring onto her finger.
Gast leaned under the table pulling up the cloth a little, "Hojo you dead?"
There was no response but he made one up, "ya man."
