The veins atop Sephiroth's forehead bulged alarmingly. His arms were folded tight as both Kuja and Seymour poked and prodded his sides as if they wanted something. "C'mon, Sephy!" lisped Kuja, "Just one hand okay?"
"No way in hell." Sephiroth seethed, making each syllablle sound sharp. Kuja's lower lip stuck out and quivered.
"please?" pleaded Kuja, eyes watering. Seymour did the same, both looking up at Sephiroth like lost puppies.
"I do NOT want my nails painted!" roared Sephiroth angrily.
"Your son didn't mind." stated Seymour, pointing to Kadaj who sat in a leather sofa, admiring his nails.
"Hey dad! Look! They're blue now!" squealed Kadaj. Sephiroth covered his face in embarassment. A bawling erupted from the hallway as a figure came running in and clung to Sephiroth.
"Daddy!" sobbed Loz, "Yazoo's being mean to me! He took my favorite toy!" Sephiroth let out an irritated grunt and looked up to see an innocent Yazoo hugging a Cait Sith doll.
"Yazoo..." said Sephiroth in an upset tone a father would issue to a son. Yazoo shrunk back. "Give it back to Loz." Yazoo winced defensively, pulling the doll away from view. Yazoo then took off, Loz taking after him. Sephiroth let out a very strained sigh as he took up the stairs. He knew living with these people wouldn't be easy but the fact of Cloud suffering in a home with otyhers far away from here cheered him up a bit and he smiled menacingly thinking about it. It was morning time and Sephiroth grabbed a box of cereal and a bowl. He hummed casually, not a care in the world as he opened up the fridge door. Then his expression turned sour. "What.....the......HELL?!" he screamed. The top floor kitchen suddenly blew up in a flurry of flames. Then resounding, furious descending steps ensued followed by various curses. Kuja and the others greeted Sephiroth with a smile and asked "Something wrong?"
Sephiroth shook violently and slowly held up an empty gallon of milk, shaking it. He grinned, stfling his fury as he asked as calmly as he could "Who...finished...off...MY milk?" Everyone stood silent, staring at Sephiroth who fumed with rage.
"What's the big deal? It's just milk..." said Seymour who was then hushed by Kuja.
"Shut up you dingbat!" hissed Kuja in a tense voice.
Sephiroth laughed nervously, grinning with a false smile. "Just milk you say?"
"I mean..we can always get some more..." said Seymour suggestively. Sephiroth's expression lightened a bit as he stormed off out the door.
Kuja palm-slapped himself. "Do you have any idea what you just unleashed upon the outside world?" asked Kuja iritably. Seymour shook his head.
Sephiroth stormed into a supermarket and ran hurriedly down the aisles until he reached the dairy section. His expression darkened as he saw that there was no milk. He stormed up to the registers and seized the clerk by the collar. "WHERE THE HELL IS THE MILK?!!" he bellowed.
The clerk replied nervously "We-we're out...of stock!"
"Are you sure?!" demanded Sephiroth. The clerk nodded quickly. "Can you check?" The clerk shook his head. Sephiroth then threw the clerk through the wall, causing the left side of the building to tilt. Sephiroth was getting desperate and frantic.
Meanwhile... "so...what did i unleash?" asked Seymour.
Kuja sighed. "When he gets like this...he becomes...unstable and does....crazy things..."
"What kind of things?" asked Seymour.
Sephiroth seized something in his pocket and pulled out a pen. He face huddled close to the pen as he stroked it and looked left and right, keeping everything secretive. "Alright, Bic.....what should i do? C'mon..you're my best friend...give me an answer!" He put his ear to the pen and heard "try more than one supermarket you dumbass." And so....Sephiroth was finally able to retrieve his milk, a proud smile emerging on his face. As he returned home, he saw Kuja, Seymour, Seifer, Vayne, Kefka, Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo standing outside a large pile of ashes. "What happened?" asked Sephiroth.
"The house burnt down." said Seymour. "Due to your anger."
Kuja smiled and said "Yay! We get to move in with Zidane and Cloud!"
Sephiroth gripped the sides of his head, knelt to the ground and let out a bloodcurdeling scream.
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