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[The Dreamberry flicks on after having been tossed atop the table. Landing on its side somewhat askew against the spring floral arrangement, it reveals a growing cloud of smoke over the stove, followed by a swearing Sephiroth as he reaches for the oven door with his bare hand, jerking back with a yelp - that's hot, by the way

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[Don't mind Tifa. She's just giggling uncontrollably.]

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[Hey. It's not Sephiroth's fault Zack Fair has no idea how to set an oven timer! Dignified eyebrow quirk will go here, thanks.]

Yes, Miss Lockhart?

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[More giggling, which turns into outright laughter.

Give her a second.]

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[Sephiroth just rolls his eyes heavenward and waits.]

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[The one overly hyperactive brat from Gongaga does indeed know that tone, so here you go, Seph. One puppy, coming barrelling down the hall. Sadly, it's the wrong one, but Zack is right behind the four-legged one. He'd been on his way back up when the call went out, and now he stands just inside the entrance, one hand over his mouth and nose as he looks around the disaster the kitchen has become. This is...going to take a while to clean.

But he's got a bigger problem to deal with. Namely, his rightfully peeved superior officer, and he doubts the sheepish look on his face is going to help matters. A joke about reporting for duty wouldn't help either, so he stamps down on that right away.]

I can...make sandwiches?

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[Said superior officer is rather nonchalantly leaning against the kitchen door frame, arms and bare feet crossed. Despite the thick smoke further in the room, the living room's been mainly spared the five alarm.

Sephiroth doesn't say a word as both pups come rocketing down the front hallway and skid to a stop - well, the two legged pup does; Soldier immediately heads for his favorite spot on the couch after giving his master a complimentary tail thwap as he lumbers by.

Despite his annoyance, it takes effort for the General not to laugh at the look of pure horror on Zack Fair's face. He does well, though, and replies with that same even tone.]

I think take-out's more appropriate, don't you?

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[Well, given the mess, the look of horror on Zack's face is kind of called for. Though that is slowly fading out to embarrasment, and he palms the back of his neck.]

Yeah, that would be a good idea. [Clearing his throat to avoid coughing at the acrid scent that still lingers, Zack steps past Sephiroth and into the mess. Shiva...it looks almost as bad as Nibel did.]

I'll just...clean this up in the meantime. [And he'll make a valiant effort of it. At least he can't make the mess worse, right? ...Right?]

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[Like any good commander, Sephiroth just gives him a sharp nod and remains where he is as the pup goes about cleaning, but finally just has to ask:]

...did you not think to set the timer, Zack?

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[Sephiroth has a blizzard materia if it comes to that, but turning his entire flat into a snowball isn't exactly the order of the day. Still, better than it burning to the ground!]

Oh, just divine. [That's sarcasm, hear it?] It seems my good friend slash subordinate has yet to master that little gadget known as an oven timer.

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[Yes, well. It isn't your kitchen that's currently reeking of charred pig and smoke, Snake.]

Of course, because Shiva forfend he actually watch the damned thing.

[But the General is nevertheless amused, thank the stars.]

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Domestic chores were your skill assignments, Angeal. I blame you for this.

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Perhaps, but his education was your responsibility.