The muse may hate me for this...

[thirteenth_brat]

Who: Kitty!Roxas, Tifa, Cloud
What: Squeesh
Where: Seventh Heaven
When: Late Saturday/Early Sunday (ie, Midnight when the curse breaks)
Status: Ongoing



Roxas wasn't wasn't sure exactly why he was wandering the town in the middle of the night, but he was. He was restless and he didn't know why, but wandering the town was probably not a good idea, especially not after nearly getting ripped apart by a pack of Imps, though that hadn't been in town. Still, he was wandering.

For reasons he couldn't figure out, his wanderings took him to Seventh Heaven. Well, maybe this was a good thing. He was a bit hungry but he couldn't carry any munny with him in this form. However, he might be able to pass himself off as a lovable stray and get a snack. With that thought in mind, and the hope that Tifa wouldn't realize it was him, he slipped inside. Of course, on a Saturday, it would be busy as hell. Maybe he wouldn't have to worry about Tifa recognizing him.

Silently, he hopped up onto an empty bar stool and just sat there, looking around. Where was Tifa anyway?

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Tifa's lips twitched again, trying to suppress her giggling again. And Cloud wasn't helping at all with his ceiling watching. Which actually reminded her that it needed a new paint job. That crack in the corner was really beginning to bother her.

"I won't" She promised. However, just because she promised didn't mean she'd might not mention it to Aerith who might just innocently pass it off to any one else and suddenly everyone would know anyway - but she wasn't quite that mean. Yet.

[thirteenth_brat]

Between Tifa fighting with giggles and Cloud staring intently at the ceiling, Roxas was pretty sure that this really couldn't get worse. Well, okay, there was always a possibility that it could get worse.

"Please don't... It might prompt someone to go looking for fan fiction of us..." He shuddered at that thought... and hitched up his borrowed pants before they could drop. If he really wanted anything right now, it was to get back to his room and into his own clothes.