Glances at the World's Heroes - Never Ever
Title: Glances at the World's Heroes - Never Ever
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Characters/pairings: Ensemble
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Oneshots focusing on Avalanche during their adventures.
Warnings: Drunken stupidity
Notes: Old writing, from way back in the day, in it's mostly original format (very minor corrections may have been made) Generally ignores Advent Children and later.
o o o
"I've never danced the salsa."
Four glasses tipped back.
"I have never, ever, kissed a girl."
Five glasses left the table, one among a few whistles.
"Oh, Tifa, experiment much?"
"Shut up, Cid. I have never, ever, gotten drunk enough to sleep with someone I didn't know."
Three glasses this time.
Vincent stared absently at his glass as Cloud refilled it with whiskey. Every single time someone said something they'd never, ever done, he'd taken a drink. Really, there wasn't much he'd never done before. He scrounged his alcohol-hazed mind for something he'd never done, that everyone else had. He was determined to win this game.
"I have never, ever been in a threesome."
There was a hesitant moment before two shots were downed, his own one of them, accompanied by more whistles and a few catcalls. Frowning, he tried to tally up the shots he had taken so far, and realized with minor alarm that he could remember over eighteen. He needed to win this, quick, before he ended up doing something idiotic.
"I have never, ever been to an orgy." Vincent sighed and drank again, wondering how he'd gotten talked into this.
"Sweet Alexander, Vincent." Aerith said with some awe. "Is there anything you haven't done? Aside from going to the Plate?" His last turn was a mere technicality, he'd never been on the Midgan Upper Plate, since it had been built almost twenty years after he'd gone to sleep. But Yuffie had also never been to the Plate and it was his turn again.
They were all watching him expectantly now, and Vincent's eyes ticked between their faces. Something, something he had never, ever done, but he was sure they all had. After a moment, he smiled.
"I have never," He intoned, mildly worried at the slight slur in his voice. "Ever, had a sexual thought about someone at this table."
His smile widened slightly at the incredulous look they were all giving him. "You lie." Barret accused.
Vincent held up two fingers. "Scouts honor." He replied. Scouts honor? He must've been drunker than he thought. But oh, this was amusing, seeing the guilty expressions, watching who glanced at who, then sitting back, smug, as each of them lifted their glass to their lips. "I believe that means I have won." Vincent said, standing up slowly to avoid wavering. He scooped up the pile of gil in the middle of the table and smirked. "I hope you all enjoy your evening." He added before turning and trying to find the doorway.
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Characters/pairings: Ensemble
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Oneshots focusing on Avalanche during their adventures.
Warnings: Drunken stupidity
Notes: Old writing, from way back in the day, in it's mostly original format (very minor corrections may have been made) Generally ignores Advent Children and later.
o o o
"I've never danced the salsa."
Four glasses tipped back.
"I have never, ever, kissed a girl."
Five glasses left the table, one among a few whistles.
"Oh, Tifa, experiment much?"
"Shut up, Cid. I have never, ever, gotten drunk enough to sleep with someone I didn't know."
Three glasses this time.
Vincent stared absently at his glass as Cloud refilled it with whiskey. Every single time someone said something they'd never, ever done, he'd taken a drink. Really, there wasn't much he'd never done before. He scrounged his alcohol-hazed mind for something he'd never done, that everyone else had. He was determined to win this game.
"I have never, ever been in a threesome."
There was a hesitant moment before two shots were downed, his own one of them, accompanied by more whistles and a few catcalls. Frowning, he tried to tally up the shots he had taken so far, and realized with minor alarm that he could remember over eighteen. He needed to win this, quick, before he ended up doing something idiotic.
"I have never, ever been to an orgy." Vincent sighed and drank again, wondering how he'd gotten talked into this.
"Sweet Alexander, Vincent." Aerith said with some awe. "Is there anything you haven't done? Aside from going to the Plate?" His last turn was a mere technicality, he'd never been on the Midgan Upper Plate, since it had been built almost twenty years after he'd gone to sleep. But Yuffie had also never been to the Plate and it was his turn again.
They were all watching him expectantly now, and Vincent's eyes ticked between their faces. Something, something he had never, ever done, but he was sure they all had. After a moment, he smiled.
"I have never," He intoned, mildly worried at the slight slur in his voice. "Ever, had a sexual thought about someone at this table."
His smile widened slightly at the incredulous look they were all giving him. "You lie." Barret accused.
Vincent held up two fingers. "Scouts honor." He replied. Scouts honor? He must've been drunker than he thought. But oh, this was amusing, seeing the guilty expressions, watching who glanced at who, then sitting back, smug, as each of them lifted their glass to their lips. "I believe that means I have won." Vincent said, standing up slowly to avoid wavering. He scooped up the pile of gil in the middle of the table and smirked. "I hope you all enjoy your evening." He added before turning and trying to find the doorway.