Title: Escape
Author:
wanderingscrollRating: PG
Warnings: The girls are being mischievous, RUN!
Pairings: Aeris/Sephiroth/Tifa
Word Count: 543
Summary: Seph’s in touble!
Disclaimer: I take no responsibility for whats written; I just wrote what they told me to.
Prompt: Final Fantasy VII, Aeris/Sephiroth/Tifa: Ribbons - "You want to do WHAT to my hair?"
He was lucky he had overheard their conversation; it gave him a chance to escape before they started hunting. As it was he would be hard put to sneak out without anyone knowing.
It had taken all his skill to get this far without raising suspicion, and now there was but one person between him and his goal. Considering the one who sat, calmly reading while he hid in the stairwell, Sephiroth considered his options. He could use the Sleep material he had with him, but he knew that if it was found out that he had done so, the ones hunting him would call in many allies, and knowing those allies, they would give no pause to helping n his capture. He could try a distraction; ask the boy to fetch something for him? No, it was too out of character, and remembering what he could of the days schedule, he knew that there would be nothing of interest to him happening.
The only thing left was to bribe him, but with what? Knowing what he did about the boy there were many things he could offer, but which one would get him out of here soonest-
The feel of slim arms settling around his neck stopped him cold. “Se-phi-roth” A sing-song voice crooned in his ear before he felt the distinct feel of a Stop spell taking hold and binding fast. He watched, mentally cursing his own hesitation as the pair trussed him up and dragged him back to wherever they had planned.
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“I don’t know, I still say the darker green is best, what do you think Seph?”
Sephiroth did his level best to glare at the pair as he had never glared before. And with the Silence spell on him-and continually renewed-he couldn’t utter a word in protest to such treatment.
“I know you like the green Tifa, but I just can’t help but favor the purple.” Aeris told her, both arms crossed at her waist. As the two both moved to circle around him, they revealed the reason his eyes were starting to ache with all the ‘looking the other way’ he had them doing.
There in front of where he sat, was a full length mirror, which did nothing to hide his imprisoned state, but the worse part was that is perfectly showed what they had done to his hair. Braided and beaded, bedecked and belled. It was a massive mess that was adding inches to his height.
And the worst of that were the ribbons. Various shades of purple and green interwoven in his hair, after they had spent and hour deciding which color to go with they had had to wave in the different shades just to “see how they looked.”
Catching a wisp of conversation behind him, Sephiroth refocused his attention to the muffled conference. They knew of his hearing, and had obviously learned how to deal with it. And now they were planning more, he just knew it.
At the same time that he heard the last words, and Aeris walking off saying that she would “Fetch the curling iron.” Sephiroth simultaneously felt the latest Silence spell fade and understood what they were planning next.
"You want to do WHAT to my hair?"
Umm...Since by my watch its not 12 yet is this still on time?