melodiesoflife | House Terrors!

Characters: Yuffie and Sephiroth.
Where: Housing: A-02
When: Between October 5-6th
Summary: The two are trying to learn how to live with each other and it isn't going well.
Warning: N/A

Late afternoon: Yuffie found asleep.

She had no idea when he might be back and she would have been perfectly happy if he didn't come back at all. Though she knew there was little chance of that. Her room was set with traps and protected in case her roommate decided to come in without permission. The last thing she needed to do was set the traps in the kitchen as well as grab some snacks for her room.

Mooshoo had given up trying to talk her out of her crazy ideas and was sitting in Yuffie's room with a book.

The young ninja sat on the couch and instantly felt her own tiredness overwhelm her. Her limbs ached from her hard work and her eyes lids felt heavy. She was determined to only rest her eyes for a minute but was soon fast asleep. She curled up in a little ball as soft whimpers escaped her lips. Tears streaked down her cheeks as she dreamed of her mother.

Early Morning: Unexpected Bathroom Problems.

Yuffie wanted to use the bathroom and has been waiting for what felt the hours. She slammed her fist on the door as she tried to get his highness's attention.

"Come on! You have been in there for forever! WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY BE DOING IN THERE!"

She slammed her fist against the door again and then slumped to the floor. Her knees were brought tightly to her chest as her eyes fixated on the door knob.

"I need to use the bathroom!"

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Her head fell slightly. "Mooshoo tells me I shouldn't eat sweets." She was pretty sure that Mooshoo was upstairs waiting for her to come back. Yuffie had no idea how long her nap was. "Mooshoo doesn't like snacks either." The more she thought about it the more her moogle resembled Sephiroth.

Yuffie looked up at Sephiroth with a pout. "You're so nice to the moogles. You should be nicer to me too." She was thinking of having a bowl of candies on the counter but every time she tried to buy snacks or sweets Mooshoo would stop her.

For a moment there it did sound as if Mooshoo had more in common with Sephiroth than Spencer had, but the smaller moogle either didn't notice the correlation or didn't see it as important. The bespectacled moogle slipped back into respectful silence, jumping up into sitting on the edge of the small countertop near to the Kupo nuts bowl as if they needed to be protected.

"The moogles work very hard, and are a keen source information with regards to Crystallis and how things work here." Sephiroth answered, as if it were very much a no-brainer. Hard work and diligence was something he had always respected, in fact something he pushes himself to do almost on a permanent basis. It was difficult for him to adjust to the new lifestyle he'd found himself in, with rather less to dedicate his time to.

"Kupo nuts are a small reward, for all the services they provide us with."

It was his way of saying; you want me to be nicer to you, give me a reason to be.

There was a tap on Yuffie's shoulder as Mooshoo appeared in the kitchen. "You done wreaking havoc?" He was still holding his book but at the sight of Sephiroth and Spencer he slipped it into his back. "Well come home, Kupo."

Yuffie rolled her eyes before looking over at Sephiroth. "I guess this means I have 'stuff' to do." She understood his meaning but didn't know what she could possibly do to help. It's not like she knew anything about this world.

She knew she was a bother to those around her and often in the way. Even when she tried to do things she thought was good she still got yelled it. In her mind there was no way to do anything right, so why try. She would do things her own way to help.

Even though Sephiroth remained leaning against the countertop he did nod a single greeting in Mooshoo's direction as the other moogle appeared. Spencer seemed to brighten a little again as well; there was another moogle here now to defend the Kupo nut pot if it came to it.

"It would beat laying around all day?" Sephiroth suggested lightly, finally dropping the folded arms and standing back up straight. "Boredom breeds lethargy, getting out will do you come good."

He was right, he knew he was and Yuffie probably hated him all the more for it.

She did hate him but she had to much pride to let him know how much his statement got to her. Her eyes focused on Sephiroth with a blank expression. "What do you suppose I do?" She crossed her arms as she posed the question and waited.

Yuffie had no intention of doing what he said but if it meant snacks then she just might.

Mooshoo just waited for his hero, knowing full well that once she decides on something she wasn't going to let it go. He had missed the first part of what was going on but he had a guess.

It did seem that all he was ever surrounded with was large egos and prides determined to test against his own. Problem being is that Sephiroth never let anything get to him that much, least of all from a 15 year old girl. She could make it as difficult as she liked, he'd spent several more years perfecting the craft than she had.

"I'm sure you can think of something, or if not go out there and find something to occupy yourself." Yea, like he was the shining example of that. Sephiroth struggled himself to find enough to do to fill the days with varied activities, generally speaking. It all fell too quickly into a routine and he detested how predictable it was making him.

"There are always chores to be done around the house, as well."

She was ready to snap back with a somewhat witty remark but his last coment made her pause. "Around the house?" Yuffie really didn't know what to do around the house, let alone being productive around the house.

She thought about getting a job, just to have something to do but nothing really struck her interest and the last time she had house work was before she ran away from home.

Yuffie was sure that he didn't want her to clean because she honestly didn't know how and would only make things worse. She was okay with making a mess if it meant proving a point.