Disclamier: I do not own Final Fantasy 7 or the show that is parodied later on in the bonus story!

Reno's Life: Chp 8

Turks play dangerous games when they're bored.

"Hey, Reno, I dare you-"

'I dare you' was one of those games.

"-to shove these ice cubes down your pants and keep them there for a while", Rude said, leaning back in his chair, holding up a cup of iced tea.

Reno thought for a while and smirked. He was never one to back down from a dare. Especially from one of his fellow Turks.

"How long is a while?", Reno asked.

"Around two minutes", replied Rude.

"What do I get if I complete the dare?"

Rude reached into his pocket, pulled out one hundred gil, and slammed it down onto the table.

Smirking, Reno fished the ice cubes out of the iced tea and put them in his pants. He flinched at first, then began to shiver violently. Just then, Elena walked into the lounge, holding a coffee mug.

"What's wrong with him?", Elena asked Rude, pointing at Reno.

"Playing 'I dare you'. Reno shoved ice down his pants", Rude replied, trying to suppress a smile.

Elena sighed. For Turks, they sure did not act too bright.

"Could you two PLEASE act like you have some sense! You're Turks, for goodness' sake! Start acting like it!", Elena scolded. "And Reno! Take that ice out of your pants!".

Reno sighed, reached into his pants, pulled out the ice, and…

"Reno, no!"

Plink! Dropped the ice cubes back into Rude's iced tea. The blonde Turk groaned and left the lounge muttering to herself.

Reno and Rude watched silently as she left. Then they turned to each other and shrugged.

"I dare you to drink it", Reno said, holding up the tainted iced tea.

Reno loved playing 'I dare you'.

Bonus Story

Cloud's Life: Cookies

After a long ride back home, Cloud walked into the Seventh Heaven.

"Tifa, I'm back!", he called out.

Tifa walked out of the kitchen, wearing an apron. Her hair was a mess and she looked like she has not slept for days.

"Hi Cloud!", she greeted. "I'm almost done with those cookies you asked me to bake".

Cloud smiled and hugged Tifa. "Thanks", he said.

"I haven't slept for three days. I hope it'll all be worth it", she told him.

"I'm sure the cookies will be delicious", he said. "All five hundred of them".

Tifa froze and stared at the blonde ex-SOLDIER.

"You mean five hundred dozen, right?", she asked.

"No, I mean only five hundred", he replied.

"But the order you left was for five hundred dozen".

"It was for only five hundred. What kind of idiot orders five hundred dozen cookies?"

"Don't make me answer that", she hissed. "Look here…"

Tifa reached into her pocket and pulled out a small piece of paper with Cloud's handwriting on it.

"See? Five hundred D-Z. D-Z means dozen", said Tifa.

Cloud inspected the paper. "No. I wrote D-Z as an abbreviation for Denzel. He's the one who needs the cookies for his bake sale at school".

Tifa dropped the paper to the floor and blankly stared at Cloud.

"Cloud? Sweetie? Could you be a dear and pass me that rolling pin on the table beside you?", she said.

Cloud mindlessly gave Tifa the rolling pin. Tifa instantly raised the pin and clubbed Cloud over the head with it with all her strength.

"What the heck do you mean 'D-Z is short for Denzel'!", she roared.

"But Tifa-"

Tifa quickly silenced him with a few more blows to the head with the rolling pin.

Moral: Always write out what you mean.

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A/N: The bonus story is a parody of some show I saw a while ago. Too bad I forgot the name...Anyways, thankies for the reviews! More soon!