1982 Update
Hey everyone, I hope you all had a nice weekend. Here's the next part of 1982, so give it a read and tell me what you think.
Title: 1982 - 11 - The Strength to Protect
Author: Scrolls
Rating: PG-13?
Fandom/Pairing: FF7/None (eventual Aeris/Cloud/Sephiroth/Zack)
Disclaimer: SqaureEnix Owns, I'm just having some fun.
Notes: Manipulative Momma
Summary: What if Momma Strife had taken Cloud and Aeris and gone to Wutai?
Constructive criticism will be hugged while flames will be used to line the bunny hutch.
Enjoy Ladies and Gentlemen.
1982 - 11 - The Strength to Protect
The splash of yellow was surprising in the brown and green of the infirmary, surprising enough to make Meryl pause at the threshold of Cloud’s room. Scattered all over his bed was Cloud’s chocobo feather collection. Mostly yellows with a handful each of red, blue, green, and white, with a single black taking place of pride.
While Meryl herself didn’t understand her son’s fascination with the birds, she supposed there were worse things he could be interested in. And the birds did seem nice enough as a whole, unless of course you made the mistake of ticking one off!
Shaking her head to refocus her thoughts, Meryl closed the door behind her. She couldn’t let her mind wander now, no matter the consequences, she had to do this.
“Hey sweetie, how are you doing?”
“Mom!” the joy on his face and his outstretched arms were a request she couldn’t deny. Scooping Cloud up she held him as close as she could. Sitting onto his bed, she let him cling, she could feel him shaking as he tucked his head under her chin.
“I missed you.” He whispered into her neck.
“I know sweetie, and I’m really sorry. I know I’ve ignored you a lot these past few weeks, especially on the boat when you were so sick. I’m so sorry and I promise I’ll do better. Okay?”
“Okay.” She could barely hear his reply, but that was fine, she would be making up all that lost time anyway. She just kept holding him, rubbing his back, waiting for him to get it all out of his system. And after several minutes Cloud finally stopped clinging and resettled himself to cuddle on her lap.
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Meryl told him. Told him about the Shinra and how they were killing the planet by taking away its blood, the mako. How they would come to Wuati-not anytime soon, she reassured him, but eventually they would come. She told him about the preparations Lord Godo was making and how she was helping. She told him how they were going to create warriors, stronger than any ever known, as strong as the Einherjar the grannies and elders had told stories of around the winter fires.
And then she told him how she could do the same for him, it wouldn’t be much at first, but eventually he would grow to be one of the strongest. How he would be strong enough to protect Wutai, strong enough to beat back the Shinra, and to one day free their real home, Nibelheim, from the Shinra’s control. How he would have the strength to protect all that he loved and cared for.
“You mean I can help Aeris? So that the Shinra won’t hurt her again?” the question made Meryl pause, she hadn’t realized the two had grown so close. But if it would help…
“Yes sweetie, you’ll be strong enough to help Aeris.” She could see in his eyes the thoughts racing through his mind, but she wasn’t worried, she already knew what his answer would be.
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Okay.”
After all, who better than ones own mother to get the desired answer from them?
Title: 1982 - 11 - The Strength to Protect
Author: Scrolls
Rating: PG-13?
Fandom/Pairing: FF7/None (eventual Aeris/Cloud/Sephiroth/Zack)
Disclaimer: SqaureEnix Owns, I'm just having some fun.
Notes: Manipulative Momma
Summary: What if Momma Strife had taken Cloud and Aeris and gone to Wutai?
Constructive criticism will be hugged while flames will be used to line the bunny hutch.
Enjoy Ladies and Gentlemen.
1982 - 11 - The Strength to Protect
The splash of yellow was surprising in the brown and green of the infirmary, surprising enough to make Meryl pause at the threshold of Cloud’s room. Scattered all over his bed was Cloud’s chocobo feather collection. Mostly yellows with a handful each of red, blue, green, and white, with a single black taking place of pride.
While Meryl herself didn’t understand her son’s fascination with the birds, she supposed there were worse things he could be interested in. And the birds did seem nice enough as a whole, unless of course you made the mistake of ticking one off!
Shaking her head to refocus her thoughts, Meryl closed the door behind her. She couldn’t let her mind wander now, no matter the consequences, she had to do this.
“Hey sweetie, how are you doing?”
“Mom!” the joy on his face and his outstretched arms were a request she couldn’t deny. Scooping Cloud up she held him as close as she could. Sitting onto his bed, she let him cling, she could feel him shaking as he tucked his head under her chin.
“I missed you.” He whispered into her neck.
“I know sweetie, and I’m really sorry. I know I’ve ignored you a lot these past few weeks, especially on the boat when you were so sick. I’m so sorry and I promise I’ll do better. Okay?”
“Okay.” She could barely hear his reply, but that was fine, she would be making up all that lost time anyway. She just kept holding him, rubbing his back, waiting for him to get it all out of his system. And after several minutes Cloud finally stopped clinging and resettled himself to cuddle on her lap.
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Meryl told him. Told him about the Shinra and how they were killing the planet by taking away its blood, the mako. How they would come to Wuati-not anytime soon, she reassured him, but eventually they would come. She told him about the preparations Lord Godo was making and how she was helping. She told him how they were going to create warriors, stronger than any ever known, as strong as the Einherjar the grannies and elders had told stories of around the winter fires.
And then she told him how she could do the same for him, it wouldn’t be much at first, but eventually he would grow to be one of the strongest. How he would be strong enough to protect Wutai, strong enough to beat back the Shinra, and to one day free their real home, Nibelheim, from the Shinra’s control. How he would have the strength to protect all that he loved and cared for.
“You mean I can help Aeris? So that the Shinra won’t hurt her again?” the question made Meryl pause, she hadn’t realized the two had grown so close. But if it would help…
“Yes sweetie, you’ll be strong enough to help Aeris.” She could see in his eyes the thoughts racing through his mind, but she wasn’t worried, she already knew what his answer would be.
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Okay.”
After all, who better than ones own mother to get the desired answer from them?