Final Fantasy VII: 17 - Takeout food
I haven't written for this claim in ages, mostly because I must wait for the inspiration to come to me because I have very high standards that I want to live up to in this fandom. Hopefully more soon?
Title: As Soon As
Author/Artist: purplekitte
Pairing: Cloud/Zack/Aeris
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Theme: Jamie's list, 17 Takeout food
Ratings/Warnings: PG, implied sexuality
“It’ll be good when we get there. Not that I don’t appreciate this, mind.” Zack gestured with his burger to the listless Cloud. “Anything’s better than absorbing nutrients through our skin, but that’s not worth comparing against.”
Cloud chewed and swallowed what food he put in his mouth or he didn’t know what he’d do.
“You’ll wake up for Aeris’s cooking. Hell, the dead would wake up for it.” Best not to think of that. “You remember it. Meringue that’s like floating on a cloud. Come on, spike. Diced potatoes with enough fresh chilies, don’t know how she gets ‘em in Midgar, that will knock your socks off. Fudge that melts in your mouth and will melt all over your hands too and we’ll have to lick it off for you.” Zack’s grin reflected in Cloud’s glassed eyes.
“We’ll have to keep underground after we’ve gotten home to her. Maybe all keep on the run if Tseng can’t keep her safe anymore.” That couldn’t have happened while he was gone, couldn’t have. “But I’ll make sure we definitely have time to eat a whole home-baked pie when we get there. Just you wait, buddy.”
“Hey kid, you ready to go?” called the old farmer who was letting them hitchhike in the back of his truck from the door of the diner.
“Yeah. Don’t leave without us!”
Title: As Soon As
Author/Artist: purplekitte
Pairing: Cloud/Zack/Aeris
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Theme: Jamie's list, 17 Takeout food
Ratings/Warnings: PG, implied sexuality
“It’ll be good when we get there. Not that I don’t appreciate this, mind.” Zack gestured with his burger to the listless Cloud. “Anything’s better than absorbing nutrients through our skin, but that’s not worth comparing against.”
Cloud chewed and swallowed what food he put in his mouth or he didn’t know what he’d do.
“You’ll wake up for Aeris’s cooking. Hell, the dead would wake up for it.” Best not to think of that. “You remember it. Meringue that’s like floating on a cloud. Come on, spike. Diced potatoes with enough fresh chilies, don’t know how she gets ‘em in Midgar, that will knock your socks off. Fudge that melts in your mouth and will melt all over your hands too and we’ll have to lick it off for you.” Zack’s grin reflected in Cloud’s glassed eyes.
“We’ll have to keep underground after we’ve gotten home to her. Maybe all keep on the run if Tseng can’t keep her safe anymore.” That couldn’t have happened while he was gone, couldn’t have. “But I’ll make sure we definitely have time to eat a whole home-baked pie when we get there. Just you wait, buddy.”
“Hey kid, you ready to go?” called the old farmer who was letting them hitchhike in the back of his truck from the door of the diner.
“Yeah. Don’t leave without us!”