ZOMG!!!!!!!!11!1one - It's a PUN FEST!
*squees loudly in fangirlish glee*
Zack finally has a Squeenix-given official surname!
Zack Fair, from 'fair weather', as opposed to Cloud Strife.
So corny! So FREAKING fitting! *squees more and bows to worship the Nomura God*
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Zack finally has a Squeenix-given official surname!
Zack Fair, from 'fair weather', as opposed to Cloud Strife.
So corny! So FREAKING fitting! *squees more and bows to worship the Nomura God*
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ETA: Okay! In the wake of the news, it's our duty as fangirls to come up with as many jokes, puns and double- ( Read more... )
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*dies at drabbles* So much win! *offers net with cookies*
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Okay, and two more I thought up over my very short lunch and then to work (where sadly, I have no internets D=)
It was with a slight hiss that the Turk returned the surprising kiss. "This isn't right," Tseng protested once his mouth was free again, "Nothing good comes of interdepartment flings..."
Undoing that perfectly straight tie with one slow pull, Zack couldn't keep the smirk off his face. "But haven't you figured out yet that everything is Fair game to me?"
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Taking the tissue with a weak smile, the young troop blew his nose before thanking his current nurse-maid. "It's really nice of you to come visit me when I'm like this, Zack."
Reapplying the cold press, the SOLDIER replied happily, "Hey, you know that when you come across Strife, I'll always be more than a Fair-weather friend."
Rolling over in his bunk, Cloud tried to pass the groan off as cold-related.
(HAHA Two-for-one!)
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"Cloud, come here for a moment, will you." Zack's voice was calm but in a very forced way. Cloud hurried along, going to stand beside him on the clothes-littered bed.
"Yes?"
"Look at my training bag. And my training clothes. And my uniforms. See anything wrong?"
"No, why? You have moths in your closet?" he asked innocently.
Zack's eyebrow twitched for a moment, but Cloud caught it. "Look hard at the name tags. What do you read?"
All of the name tags on Zack's clothes had an additional white and very eye-catching 'Y' sewed after them. Cloud could barely refrain from smiling. Aeris had been more than happy to help, and had done a marvelous job.
"'Payback for gluing a chocobo harness on my face last month', maybe?"
Zack growled and lunged at him, but Cloud was already running out of the door, laughing.
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"So?"
Cloud poked his head out of the shirt he was putting on, looking puzzled at his bunkmate. "So what, Baeznar?"
"You didn't make it back to the barracks last night." The brown-haired boy raised an eyebrow at him, looking pointedly at the hickeys Zack had left on his sides. Cloud blushed and hurriedly finished dressing. "So, I want to know about Zack."
"I don't kiss and tell," he grumbled, buttoning up his uniform.
"Oh, come on, I don't want every sordid detail." Baez shifted from foot to foot, curious. "I'm just... curious. You know, the eternal question. And you've got the answer. Is the Buster Sword compensation or advertisement?"
Cloud blushed a bit more, but he smiled slightly. "As Zack said once, 'it's Fairly well-proportioned'."
(Because there shall not be a pun contest without swords in general, and the Buster in particular.)
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And one more to make it and even seven!
"Bunk inspection," Angeal announced in a dry, bored tone as he entered the cadet's room.
Saluting first before taking up an at-ease position, Zack nodded curtly, "Go ahead, sir. I believe everything is order."
Poking and prodding about the bunk, taking measurements and white glove tests, it was not long until his thoroughness rewarded him. Holding up the scandalous object at a distance, Angeal theorized, "Let me guess - For Fair use?"
Knowing that there was no sense in trying to cover his ass, Zack answered truthfully, "Yah, they're just one set of Fair balls though."
Angeal didn't feel he had to point out the size of the others after that response.
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Of course you can friend me! And since you caught me red-handed, I'll even admit I've been sorta stalking keeping an eye on your lj and coms for a while now, hence the colorbar.;)
Also, I'm going to bed now, since 1am here and I gotta get up early tomorrow, woe. But I'll likely be writing up more pun drabbles tomorrow in class. *hugs and wanders off*
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Awwww! Well, I'm flattered. And feel free to friend me back!
Have a good night, hun! =3
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Sephiroth squinted as he tried to make out whatever Angeal was trying to communicate. It had been so long since they had used their old private sign language… Perhaps not since the front lines and the trenches. Sadly, that distraction only lead to a him not catching the rushing tackle-glomp that knocked him off-balance.
Looking from the cadet and then back to his fellow First Class, the general barked, “Why didn’t you give me Fair warning?”
“I was trying, yah Silver-haired Ninny.” And with that, he left said ninny to be properly cuddled to death.
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