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"So,"
A voice sounds behind Tifa, accompanied by the sound of a plastic bag being moved onto the bar.
"I got something."
"Oh boy..." Tifa places down the cup she was wiping and turns to face Cloud.
She crosses her arms as she observes her friend, noting a shine of barely contained amusement in his eyes.
"Had a delivery, as you know."
"Mhm."
"Turns out it was a prank for the guy."
"Really?"
"Yeah, their friend sometimes just gives them weird shit they find."
"And pray tell what was the "weird shit" this time?"
A small smile forms on Cloud's face as he leans forward, elbow bracing him on the counter.
"Just a few, ah, tiny, plastic toys, you could say."
"Oh gods Cloud and they just gave it to you?"
"Yep," he pops the p, both hands now supporting him on the counter, the bag in between them.
"Did you at least get paid??"
"Oh yeah, don't worry! I got paid gil and in," he motions towards the bag "this."
Tifa pinches the bridge of her nose.
"Okay, I can't take this anymore, what the hell is in that bag, Cloud?"
Cloud grins as he lifts the bag.
"Just sixty, tiny, plastic,"
He turns it upside down.
"babies."
Lo and behold tiny babies begin littering the bar counter, Cloud quickly closes the bag again and sets it aside.
Tifa just stares at the tiny toys, trying to understand what she had done in her life to bring her to this moment of her best friend dumping plastic babies onto her counter.
"And I was thinking," Cloud starts, after a few moments of silence.
Tifa looks up in horror, "There's MORE?"
Cloud casually picks up one of the babies and drops it into a glass nearby.
"You could put them in some drinks--"
"NO."
"Just some, Teef!!"
Tifa lifts up a hand and slowly sinks behind the counter, Cloud leaning over to watch her disappear with a shit eating grin.
Yeah, this was a great idea.