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Title: Apple pies?
Characters: Cloud and Sephiroth
Location: Sephiroth's house.
Summary: Cloud's already confused about his sudden meek personality and goes to have Apple pie at the new motherly Sephiroth's house.
Rating: PG-13

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Sephiroth opened his door with a smile, the smell of pies baking wafting around the house. Apple was the dominate smell, but there was a slight hint of raspberry and strawberry, as there was one of each pie sitting in his rarely-used oven (normally Sephiroth wasn't much of a cook, but suddenly he felt like baking as many pies and cookies as he could fit into the brand new oven).

"Hey there, Cloudy," Sephiroth cooed, opening the door wider so Cloud could get inside. His garb was...different, as he was wearing a frilly apron and had his hair pulled back into a high pony tail. He was also smiling in a very frightening kind of way. His smiles were usually frightening, but this one was sickly sweet rather than that "I'm going to rape you" kind of smile he usually gave.

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If Cloud wasn't already creeped out by everyone's new attitudes, he'd have to say that Sephiroth's was the worst. He shifted some, his own shy smile coming over his face. "Hey.." he started, his eyes going wide at seeing the other's outfit. He coughed though, walking past the taller one into his house. He gave it a once over, deciding that he did like the way Sephiroth decorated.

His stomach gave another growl, making the blonde blush. "Eh.." he started again, picking at the material of his belt loops. And his new..meek attitude settled in, not really sure what to say around the other.

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"So, I heard you liked apple pie," Sephiroth said happily, closing the door behind him. With the door closed, the smell was even stronger and even more delectable.

Just standing there made Sephiroth look even stranger, especially since the frilly apron was pink and his entire home had a modern feel to it, with a chrome/marble kitchen and black furniture and white walls. But he really didn't care. Walking into the kitchen, he came back with a plate of apple pie, holding it up a bit.

"Hungry?"

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Cloud looked up at the older one, his stomach giving out another growl when he was handed a piece of pie. "Y-Yes!" he mumbled, looking up at Sephiroth again. "Thank you.." he shifted some, cutting into the pie with the fork he was given. "I never thought..y-you'd wear a frilly apron..." he whispered softly, eating his piece slowly as he watched him.