FFXII Prompt fest
So there really isn't any way to live up to wet!naked!Basch. But I miss the constant flow of mostly hilarious little stories, so here we go with some vague attempt at round two! I couldn't decide on a topic that felt like a solid winner to me, so here are a random few that came to mind (I swear they get weirder as the list goes on
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A month went by since Dr. Bunansa was last seen! It was if he vanished without a trace, simply gone from all of Archades and perhaps all of Ivalice as well! Of course, this did not sit well with many of the senior staff of the laboratory but at least one person didn’t seem so disturbed by the old scientist’s sudden leave. Fframran, in other words, was simply enjoying himself to be freed from the daunting lectures he would receive daily by his determined old man! Cid believed that his son should pursue becoming a Judge to future enhance the family’s honor and prestige along with the other high middle class families here in the Empire. Yet, of course, Fframran had other ideas than to become a Judge to please his stern lipped father. Be damned if he voiced such opinions, though, Cid would have not listened to a word he said, as usual.
“My word?! Dr. Bunansa?!” A female staff worker yelled out in the middle of the long hallway near the elevators. Fframran was just on his way to return home after spending some time with a colleague in the laboratory until actually stumbled upon a sight he never thought he could ever behold! There was he was, the said famous Cidoflus, standing there in the most lavishly loud, red, horridly colored shirt that the dear lad ever seen in his life! Tacky was not the word to describe the horrid little number his father now wore before him, not to mention those denim blue shorts just looked awful…
Then the sandals! Good God!
“Father?” Fframran called out, dressed in his usual white blouse and dark brown slacks with a ghastly pale look upon his face as he regarded his nicely tanned father. Cid really out did himself with this strange getup; he never knew his father could tan so darkly!
“Ah! Fframran!” His tone was tad too cheerful for Fframran’s liking as he stared at what must have been a poorly done clone of his wicked old man! “Long time no see! I hope you didn’t miss me when I was away!” Cid cheered as he wandered right past the female scientist and his son, dragging a medium sized suitcase behind him.
As the famous Bunansa walked past, Fframran couldn’t help but to find himself standing with his mouth gaping wide open as he stared at the retreating figure that is his father.
His father…in that vulgar scarlet shirt…
With sunflowers printed on it, no less.
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(Fran, incidentally, still doesn't see what the big deal is about bikinis)
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(XD Fran doesn't need to know, she just needs to flaunt around IN one!)
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I'm so picturing Cid as a pasty British tourist sitting on my local Aussie beach, burnt seven shades of umber, and in the most classless beachwear EVA.
XD
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XD! EXACTLY! My thoughts exactly! ^^ God, Cid would come back darker than Reddas if he ever went to the Bahamas!
Poor guy would BURN!
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