Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII, or MacGyver.
A/N According to my Worst Case Survival Scenario calendar today is Richard Dean Anderson's birthday. Some may know him better as Colonel Jack O'Neil but today we're talking about his role as MacGyver. He could save the world with anything, seriously, give him some chocolate and say goodbye to that nasty sulfuric acid leak. Bet it doesn't work for Hojo.
Hojo sighed looking around; it was another boring day with nothing getting done. He sighed as the long room bustled with activity, it was his personal laboratory, and these were his personal assistants attending his personal experiments. He looked at the people scurrying around attending to this failure and that failure, it was a nuisance. He sighed glancing over at the Sephiroth clone in the tank, it was still young, scarcely nine months old and it looked as thought it were still an infant. Sephiroth would have a heart attack if he knew what Hojo did, but his son had no idea what was going on. He watched the life sign monitors, this clone would be different then the main project, and it was his pet project. This one would succeed. He pulled out a bar of chocolate and bit the corner off chewing it thoughtfully.
"Professor we have a problem!" Called Jenkins from one of the experiment areas.
Hojo groaned looking around, "what is it?"
"Sir it's the sulfuric acid tank! We've got a major leak!" he called.
Hojo stood up and shuffled over in his bunny slippers to the large sulfuric acid tank, several people in heavy-duty suits walked over and attempted to plug up the hole but to no avail. The sealant they were using wasn't working and the leaks were getting bigger. Hojo looked over at Aaron, "drain the tank." He sighed before starting to shuffle away.
"We can't the drain's clogged up with a hairball and the shut off valve for this filler is broken," Aaron commented pointing at a giant blackish wad in the tank and a busted lever currently being held by Jenkins, who was scratching his head. "Sir we need you to save the day!"
Hojo turned around adjusting his glasses and standing up a little straighter, he walked back over purposefully, "everyone stand back, and someone put on some hero music, I saw this on TV!"
Everyone who had already cleared to behind the acid proof blast shields paled as they heard the TV part. Aaron sighed looking over at Jenkins, "this could all end badly, ve-e-ery badly."
Hojo heard the dramatic cue music over the loudspeakers and got to work, he watched the leaking acid for a moment before going for the duct tape. He darted forward and put a small piece of tape on the progressively larger rupture and continued up the crack until it had a large jagged silver shape. He stepped back brushing his hands off. "All finished, you may now grovel at my feet." He smiled revealing his disgusting teeth.
The pressure in the tank however skyrocketed and the tank exploded, Hojo attempted to run out the nearest exit through the window. Hojo looked around for a moment mildly confused as got about five steps out of the window when he stopped running. He turned his attention downward seeing there was no ground beneath his feet. He reached into his pocket and grabbed a piece of paper and a sharpie writing, 'oh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiii' but before he could add the t he ran out of paper and freefell sixty nine stories to become a pancake.
