Dee Loki (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} dee_loki) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} ffvii_100,@ 2008-07-29 11:31:00 |
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| Current location: | work |
| Current mood: |  apathetic |
| Entry tags: | author: dee_loki, prompt: cloud strife |
Courtship/Physics/Too Much
Title: Courtship
Characters/Pairings: Cloud/?
Team: SOLDIER
Word Count: 100
Author's Note: I figured I was never going to post a reply to one of these prompts if I couldn't even bring myself to do one as easy as Cloud. So I gave it a shot. All three are connected, but should be able to stand alone as well. They amused me, hopefully they will you as well.
The first thing Cloud did when the black chocobo plopped down next to him was make sure he didn’t have a Chocobo Lure equipped. Once sure he didn’t, he looked at the bird.
“Did you wander away from a ranch somewhere?’
The chocobo just nudged his leg with its beak and dropped something in his lap. Curious, Cloud picked it up.
“Where did you..? And why are you giving…” Cloud trailed off, looking between the Zeio Nut in his hand and the black bird watching him with hopeful blue eyes.
“You’re joking.”
“Wark!”
“I'M NOT A CHOCOBO!”
Title: Physics
Characters/Pairings: Cloud/?
Team: SOLDIER
Word Count: 100
Cloud snapped awake, breathing hard.
“Kweh?”
“Just bad dreams. Go back to sleep.” That said, Cloud closed his eyes, shifting closer to the warm bulk of his bedmate, fingers tangling in scruffy black feathers.
It took a tragically long time for him to process that there should not be a chocobo in his bed.
Cloud speedily crossed the room, and definitely not with an unmanly shriek.
“How did you even fit through the door?!” Not waiting for an answer, Cloud gathered his belongings and fled out the third floor window and into the night.
The chocobo went back to sleep.
Title: Too Much
Characters/Pairings: Cloud/?
Team: SOLDIER
Word Count: 100
“Someone get that bird out of my bar!”
“WARK!”
Cloud’s head hit the counter with a dull thud as he let out a little noise halfway between a sob and a whimper.
In his peripheral vision, he watched the black chocobo thump its beak down next to him and roll something at him.
When the Zeio Nut bumped into his cheek, he turned to glare balefully at the bird. It stared back, blue eyes soulful and needy. Cloud couldn’t resist that gaze.
"You win! I’m a chocobo! KWEH!” Cloud stormed from the bar, chocobo following faithfully behind.