Cloud paced the floor of the 7th Heaven, completely unaware of the wily shinobi descending upon him.
"Yo, Spikey!" Yuffie called, waving at him.
No reply. He could scarcely hear her over the din of the celebrations taking place all around them, it seemed.
"Cloud! Cloudy? Hey, not so fast!" Yuffie said, practically spinning him around as she caught up with him.
"... What?" he replied, annoyed by the sudden interruption.
"Look," Yuffie said, pointing upwards at the mistletoe hanging overhead.
Cloud glanced up, entirely uninterested in Yuffie's shenanigans. "Hmm?"
Yuffie pouted. It was clear that he wasn't getting the message. "You gotta pay the toll," she explained. "You know what the rule is."
"... What rule?"
"Gaia, he really is dense," Yuffie thought. "Well, guess I'll just have to show him..."
She latched onto him, going in for a kiss. Not a tiny peck, either, but a full-blown smacker right on the lips. Cloud held off her advances, wondering what the hell had gotten into her.
"Yuffie, what are you doing?" he asked, struggling to keep the amorous ninja at bay.
"Catching you under the mistletoe?" Yuffie replied while persisting in her attempt to make out with him.
"Stop," he said, pushing her back.
"What?" she replied angrily as he rebuffed her.
"Just stop," he said, finally letting go of her wrists.
Yuffie sighed. "Fine. Be that way," she said, slapping him across the face before storming off.
Cloud held a hand up to his cheek, completely nonplussed. "What the hell was that?" he thought.
Evidently, their friends were thinking the exact same thing, given the way everyone was now staring at him in confusion.