[It's true. Cloud feels more at home with chocobos than he does wandering around town. Or perhaps he just couldn't get away from the mother chocobo. Either way, here he was again, sitting at the edge of the nest and playing surrogate mother to the newly hatched golden chick. He's drying her feathers with his shirt and holding her close to keep her ( Read more... )

[He'd ask if the chocobos belonged to someone but that seemed highly improbabable seeing the herd that had flocked around him. Funny, very funny.

As if Zack needs more reason to call him chocobo. He's got an armful of chocobo chicks, a lady bird trying to preen his hair and a look of complete disinterest plastered on his face.]Not one word, Zack. ( Read more... )

[At least he's got his own clothes back, no worse for wear. Not even a little fog was going to stop Cloud from getting to the cafe. He pauses in the thick of it, glowing eyes resting on the phone in hand. He should let Zack or Aerith know he's gone out. Switching it to video mode, he lifts the device, hesitating a moment as a look of confusion ( Read more... )

[He looks as terrible as he feels. He thinks about asking Zack for help, opening his mouth to say something and nothing. All he can manage is a pathetic, yeah-I-need-help-don't-give-me-that-look, sigh.]

Huh.

[He stares at his reflection on the blank screen of the PHS, unblinking and fascinated.

That can't be right. Things like that don't just change overnight. Those aren't my eyes.

Why was it such a surprise? Why does this pumpkin pie taste like cardboard? He turns on the mog-net device, curious to see if anyone else was feeling the same. Maybe ( Read more... )

You need a break. There's a carnival in town.

[He pauses, tilting his head.]

Did you.. want to go? Just for a little while.

[Cloud doesn't look too happy. Then again, when does he ever?]

Zack.

[It's hard to look menacing with a bow in your hair.]

Your girlfriend has a strange sense of humor.

[Is that Aerith giggling in the background? Looks like the flower girl struck again.]

[Stare.]

...

.... What?

...

Someone please, please take this damn pie away from me.

....I'm so sick and I can't stop eating.

I'm not pie obsessed. Maybe I am... a little.

[When the video cuts in, it's clearly an accident. The person the camera belonged to seemed to be walking by the way the video was moving and they stopped moments later, the screen pointing down at a pair of worn ShinRa issue boots ( Read more... )