66... it's not what you think

[atouchofstrife]

Someone. Tell me you're cooking something. Brownies. Cupcakes. Something. Can't believe he's driving me nuts by the smell. Doesn't he notice..? Maybe sucking on a sugar cube will help. Damn.

Umm, I'm going to the kitchen to bake something.

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action - asdklfjklsd YOU'RE THE ONE LOOKING AT ME LIKE YOU WANNA EAT ME

[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

[Which has Zack kind of blinking, with a comically giant wad of wet paper towels in a hand, once he turns around.]

That's unusually picky of y--

...Cloud, why are you looking at me like that.

action - asdklfjklsd YOU SMELL LIKE COOKIES

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

But... it's what I want...

[Okay, so Cloud is staring a lot here as he steps close to Zack, but really he isn't going to do anything but help. Maybe.]

action - orz orz orz let's announce to the stalkers that we don't ship this.

[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

[...Rigidly moving to hand you part of that wad, then. If Cloud is just trying to freak Zack out, Zack will not cave. >(]

action - we don't but awkward curse is awkward

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

[Looks at the towels and then gets very close and takes a deep sniff]

I wonder...

action - idk. i just wanted to laugh at something

[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

[........Wad of towels go in face.]

If you think you're going to weird me out, tough break.

action - laughter is good

[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

[Frowns and slaps away the towels, reaching over to grab him.]

I told you to stay away from me, didn't I?

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[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

[Which, of course, is rather startling. An angry Cloud grabbing his shirtfront isn't that unusual, but when it's this unprompted, Zack has next to no idea of what to say.]

That's typical when something's bugging you, though, and since you're acting so strange--

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[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

You smell like sugar cookies, hot sugar cookies.

[Zack's too tall like everyone else, but Cloud was willing to stand on his toes to get a taste and get this curse out of his system. Even if it meant nipping his neck and then licking it.]

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[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

[...Is. Is apparently getting necked by Cloud. C-cannot comprehend.]

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[premiumedheart.livejournal.com]

[aaaand this would be Tifa walking into the kitchen and pulling her hair back at the same time]

Sorry that it took me so lo- [........] -ng.

[well, now, isn't this the most awkward and best thing to walk in on - she's trying not to stare too much or look too surprised but is failing. majorly]

...um.

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[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

[Cloud is pretty much nibbling a little more though he does wave at Tifa.]

He does taste like cookies...

[He makes that comment and licks a little more.]

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[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

[...Zack had hands. Right. One trying to get Cloud to let go, and the other. Uh. Sorry, buddy. Pushing back on your throat to GET YOUR FACE AWAY FROM ME.]

Uh.

Uh.

This is. Totally not what it l-looks like. Ever.

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[premiumedheart.livejournal.com]

[LMAO SHE DOESN'T KNOW WTF TO DO. Other than shift a little awkwardly, stare at the floor and you say that Zack but the current scene reads something else. Feels. So. Awkward.]

Sorry. If I disturbed you two or anything.

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[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

[Cloud isn't really fighting Zack pushing him away. Instead he has that stunned look on his face. He does hang on tightly to Zack's shirt.]

I miss that about home.

[Hello, lost in his own world now!]

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[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

[Jaw-dropped and just staring at sugar-addict-zombie-Cloud. What. J-just. What.]

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[premiumedheart.livejournal.com]

[That warrants Cloud an odd look from Tifa as she starts backing out slowly]

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[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

[Shakes his head, frowns, and looks over at Tifa]

You can't smell it? Zack smells like cookies.

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[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

[When he does finally manage to speak without a stutter in his voice, Zack sounds very freaked out and small. :(]

Tifa help me make him let go please.

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[23-small-wishes.livejournal.com]

[And into the room comes a certain flower girl, doing a few twirls and...trying to make the dancing seem more intentional than it is. Best to role with it instead of being embarrassed, right?]

Who smells like cookies?

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[premiumedheart.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head a little at Cloud, looking to Zack thinking he doesn't smell like cookies at all. and per Zack's request for help, she moves forward instead of back]

No, I can't smell it at all, Cloud. Though...maybe you should let him go? You're not really getting anything done at all.

[pauses though at Aerith's entrance and she turns a bit to look at her, before going back to attempting to help and pry Cloud off] I don't have a clue.

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[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

But I can smell them.

[Cloud's eyes are a little cloudy and it'll take some prying before even a finger would let go of Zack's shirt.]

Are you sure you can't smell it? Sugar cookies.

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[plz-2-b-an-hero.livejournal.com]

[...Well, if Tifa's helping, then he can pick Cloud's fingers from his shirt one by one.]

It's a curse, I think.

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[23-small-wishes.livejournal.com]

[...Aerith officially has no idea what's going on in here, but it has to have something to do with what's happening with her. So.]

That would explain my urge to dance...what are you doing, Cloud?

[Questions first, action later. Maybe then she could help with...whatever the hell this was.]

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[premiumedheart.livejournal.com]

[Tifa just shrugs, slipping her hands to Cloud's wrists and gives a tug and squeeze while Zack attempts to remove the fingers - TEAMWORK FTW; she'll leave the explanation up to the boys. Like heck she's going to say "Oh, I caught Cloud invading Zack's personal space by attacking his neck."]

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[cloudsinstrife.livejournal.com]

[He does let go after a bit more tugging from the two of them. Deprived of his cookie-smelling friend, Cloud decides to lean against his other friend with a tired sigh.]

Just getting a better smell.

[Yes, he does sound a little like a child denied a sweet.]