Domestic Bliss
Nov. 6th, 2005 06:30 pmSometimes writing nonsense can be a great pleasure, particularly when other, more serious, writing endeavours are refusing to take root. Thus, from that specious logic, I present to you a, hopefully humorous, Sephiroth x Leon drabble, merely because I'm sufficiently warped to see some kernel of comic potential in the idea of these two sharing living quarters. ^_~
Please note that Sephiroth's 'speech' is in italics, whereas Leon's is in plain font.
Challenge: None.
Title: Domestic Bliss.
Pairing: Sephiroth x Leon.
Rating: PG.
Genre: Humour.
Word Count: 255.
At first, it was a marriage of convenience. Cloud had 'shacked up' with Aerith, and I needed somewhere to stay whilst persuading him of his folly.
I was unlucky enough to live next door, and have a window overlooking their front room.
...Unlucky?
At first.
I should think so. You see, we may argue all the time, but...we tend to agree in the end.
Well, usually.
Anyway, I moved in, and proceeded to inform Cloud of the error of his ways...
...but negotiations didn't go well, and Aerith was soon sporting a noticeable bump.
Of course, that would never have happened, if he'd stayed with me.
Probably not.
Don't take the piss, Leon.
...Sorry.
You can make it up to me later. As I was saying, with Aerith swollen like a balloon, Cloud, bereft of both contraception and common sense, decided to propose.
Some would call it 'being a responsible father'.
A 'responsible father' doesn't misplace his screaming tot in the dairy isle of 'Kuposave'.
...I guess not. Of course, we may argue all the time, but...we both hate children.
More so, even, than we hate anti-leather lobbyists - and yet, despite the arrival of a bawling nuisance next door, we were becoming close.
Not like that...well, not at first.
Not at first, but a few bottles of 'Jack Daniel's', and a mutual dislike of cooing newlyweds soon changed that.
One bottle of 'Jack Daniel's'...and your wing.
Oh, yes.
Sure, we may argue all the time, but...we have great sex.
Fantastic sex.
Fantastic sex.
Please note that Sephiroth's 'speech' is in italics, whereas Leon's is in plain font.
Challenge: None.
Title: Domestic Bliss.
Pairing: Sephiroth x Leon.
Rating: PG.
Genre: Humour.
Word Count: 255.
At first, it was a marriage of convenience. Cloud had 'shacked up' with Aerith, and I needed somewhere to stay whilst persuading him of his folly.
I was unlucky enough to live next door, and have a window overlooking their front room.
...Unlucky?
At first.
I should think so. You see, we may argue all the time, but...we tend to agree in the end.
Well, usually.
Anyway, I moved in, and proceeded to inform Cloud of the error of his ways...
...but negotiations didn't go well, and Aerith was soon sporting a noticeable bump.
Of course, that would never have happened, if he'd stayed with me.
Probably not.
Don't take the piss, Leon.
...Sorry.
You can make it up to me later. As I was saying, with Aerith swollen like a balloon, Cloud, bereft of both contraception and common sense, decided to propose.
Some would call it 'being a responsible father'.
A 'responsible father' doesn't misplace his screaming tot in the dairy isle of 'Kuposave'.
...I guess not. Of course, we may argue all the time, but...we both hate children.
More so, even, than we hate anti-leather lobbyists - and yet, despite the arrival of a bawling nuisance next door, we were becoming close.
Not like that...well, not at first.
Not at first, but a few bottles of 'Jack Daniel's', and a mutual dislike of cooing newlyweds soon changed that.
One bottle of 'Jack Daniel's'...and your wing.
Oh, yes.
Sure, we may argue all the time, but...we have great sex.
Fantastic sex.
Fantastic sex.
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Date: 2005-11-07 03:01 pm (UTC)