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Mission 003
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Mission 003: Frying Pan
As soon as Reno looked at the report detailing their next mission, he thought it would be annoying. Then he saw the name of the person requesting the mission and he knew it would be annoying.
Reno and Rude met their client at the shopping mall, near a store that sold kitchen appliances. "Everyone thinks this entire help the community thing is a joke!" Albeit a well paid joke. If not for keeping his regular Turk pay check, despite the trivial missions, Reno would not be there.
"I wanted to see what you were really doing," Cloud admitted. The entire campaign about making the Turk services available to the public, so people could see how nice they are, looked like a front for something. Cloud didn't know what Shinra was hiding, but he thought they had to be hiding something.
"You just wanted to see Rude," Reno walked past the two, slightly bumping into Cloud, and went into the kitchen store. He wanted to get this mission done and over with as soon as possible.
Cloud tried to counter Reno's odd accusation, but couldn't come up with anything and just stood there open mouthed with no voice. Rude quietly waited for the client to wake up, until Cloud finally reacted. "It's not like Rude even knew about the frying pan before the mission," the blond muttered.
Rude gave Cloud an odd look, though it was impossible to tell behind his shades.
"Tifa's frying pan," Cloud explained, then quieted himself. Tifa promised a variety of fried treats to who ever gave her the 'ideal frying pan'. Sure she was only thinking aloud while cooking, but Cloud had heard, and he brought it upon himself to find that ideal frying pan for Tifa.
Reno happened to be on break at the time Tifa spoke those words and he also heard. He was eating at the Seventh Heaven because he didn't feel like setting foot in the Shinra cafeteria if anyone had heard about the latest Turk missions. If they laughed, he would kill, and that would ruin the very image those missions were trying to construct, and possibly get him fired since Rufus couldn't afford his precious reformed image to be tarnished.
Cloud and Rude both entered the store, the blond grumbling about having specifically requested that Elena be sent on the mission. He thought a woman might know how to navigate the kitchen store better than him, and would provide some useful advice in choosing the 'ideal' frying pan. But apparently Elena was already busy with some other mission and Cloud got stuck with Reno and Rude.
The delivery boy and the bald Turk walked around the kitchen store, completely lost. There were many kitchen appliances and tools, some of which they had no idea what they were used for. Rude had always been the strong and silent type. He was quiet, but he had a strong presence, and that was starting to make poor Cloud a little nervous, as if the situation of walking around a kitchen store with the Turks wasn't awkward enough already.
"May I help you?" A woman with a big smile approached Rude and Cloud. She was wearing a uniform that matched the color scheme of the store, identifying her as an employee.
"We're looking for a frying pan," Cloud replied. You never find those customer service people unless you're not looking for them, hence why Cloud assumed he wouldn't find any and decided to hire Elena, while at the same time investigating Turk activities.
"Aw a frying pan; how cute! You have as much right to buy a frying pan as anyone else!" The woman proudly proclaimed.
Cloud blinked, as did Rude, though it wasn't visible. Why wouldn't they have the right to buy a frying pan? Then the realization hit Cloud like a ton of bricks. "What? Us? No!" He flailed around, blushing like a ripe tomato, unable to form a coherent sentence. Rude simply adjusted his tie and remained calm, so as to not strangle the employee.
Meanwhile, Reno was talking to someone on his PHS, "so I turn right past the bowls, left past the pots, then straight down the aisle? I see them, which one? Is that written on a tag? The color? Okay, I get it." With a victorious grin, Reno picked up a frying pan and headed off to the front desk.
xoxox xox xoxox
Due to the severe embarrassment that overtook Cloud, when he realized that the employee was an ex-honeybee who was shopping at the wall market and saw Cloud in his pretty purple kimono, the delivery boy fled the scene. Having no need or desire to stay there any longer, Rude left as well.
They both retreated to the Seventh Heaven just in time to see Reno leave with a bunch of take-out bags. "Don't get me wrong, I was just hungry." The red head promptly left.
Cloud and Rude looked at each other, wondering what that was about. They soon found out when they entered the Seventh Heaven and Tifa served them french-fries. "Try these fries; I made them with the new frying pan Reno gave me. He was at the kitchen store and called me to ask if I needed anything. Well actually he called the Strife Delivery Service number, but since a certain someone is never around, everyone knows I'm the one who always answers. It's a really great frying pan, he even asked me what kind he should get, wasn't that nice? I think I finally found the ideal frying pan. Oh and he left this envelope for you, Cloud."
By now Cloud was twitching with a murderous mako glow in his eyes. But at least Rude remained cool, calm and collected as always. Cloud opened up the envelope and found his own credit card. The moment when Reno bumped into him entering the kitchen store replayed in his mind, he must have used the stolen card to pay for the frying pan. This couldn't get any worse.
"By the way," Tifa's tone changed from cheerful to serious, "that lady from the kitchen show was doing a special report on shopping for kitchen appliances. I saw you two together..." It got worse.
End of Mission 003
Disclaimer, I don't own Final Fantasy VII. Requested by Hikou.
Mission 003: Frying Pan
As soon as Reno looked at the report detailing their next mission, he thought it would be annoying. Then he saw the name of the person requesting the mission and he knew it would be annoying.
Reno and Rude met their client at the shopping mall, near a store that sold kitchen appliances. "Everyone thinks this entire help the community thing is a joke!" Albeit a well paid joke. If not for keeping his regular Turk pay check, despite the trivial missions, Reno would not be there.
"I wanted to see what you were really doing," Cloud admitted. The entire campaign about making the Turk services available to the public, so people could see how nice they are, looked like a front for something. Cloud didn't know what Shinra was hiding, but he thought they had to be hiding something.
"You just wanted to see Rude," Reno walked past the two, slightly bumping into Cloud, and went into the kitchen store. He wanted to get this mission done and over with as soon as possible.
Cloud tried to counter Reno's odd accusation, but couldn't come up with anything and just stood there open mouthed with no voice. Rude quietly waited for the client to wake up, until Cloud finally reacted. "It's not like Rude even knew about the frying pan before the mission," the blond muttered.
Rude gave Cloud an odd look, though it was impossible to tell behind his shades.
"Tifa's frying pan," Cloud explained, then quieted himself. Tifa promised a variety of fried treats to who ever gave her the 'ideal frying pan'. Sure she was only thinking aloud while cooking, but Cloud had heard, and he brought it upon himself to find that ideal frying pan for Tifa.
Reno happened to be on break at the time Tifa spoke those words and he also heard. He was eating at the Seventh Heaven because he didn't feel like setting foot in the Shinra cafeteria if anyone had heard about the latest Turk missions. If they laughed, he would kill, and that would ruin the very image those missions were trying to construct, and possibly get him fired since Rufus couldn't afford his precious reformed image to be tarnished.
Cloud and Rude both entered the store, the blond grumbling about having specifically requested that Elena be sent on the mission. He thought a woman might know how to navigate the kitchen store better than him, and would provide some useful advice in choosing the 'ideal' frying pan. But apparently Elena was already busy with some other mission and Cloud got stuck with Reno and Rude.
The delivery boy and the bald Turk walked around the kitchen store, completely lost. There were many kitchen appliances and tools, some of which they had no idea what they were used for. Rude had always been the strong and silent type. He was quiet, but he had a strong presence, and that was starting to make poor Cloud a little nervous, as if the situation of walking around a kitchen store with the Turks wasn't awkward enough already.
"May I help you?" A woman with a big smile approached Rude and Cloud. She was wearing a uniform that matched the color scheme of the store, identifying her as an employee.
"We're looking for a frying pan," Cloud replied. You never find those customer service people unless you're not looking for them, hence why Cloud assumed he wouldn't find any and decided to hire Elena, while at the same time investigating Turk activities.
"Aw a frying pan; how cute! You have as much right to buy a frying pan as anyone else!" The woman proudly proclaimed.
Cloud blinked, as did Rude, though it wasn't visible. Why wouldn't they have the right to buy a frying pan? Then the realization hit Cloud like a ton of bricks. "What? Us? No!" He flailed around, blushing like a ripe tomato, unable to form a coherent sentence. Rude simply adjusted his tie and remained calm, so as to not strangle the employee.
Meanwhile, Reno was talking to someone on his PHS, "so I turn right past the bowls, left past the pots, then straight down the aisle? I see them, which one? Is that written on a tag? The color? Okay, I get it." With a victorious grin, Reno picked up a frying pan and headed off to the front desk.
xoxox xox xoxox
Due to the severe embarrassment that overtook Cloud, when he realized that the employee was an ex-honeybee who was shopping at the wall market and saw Cloud in his pretty purple kimono, the delivery boy fled the scene. Having no need or desire to stay there any longer, Rude left as well.
They both retreated to the Seventh Heaven just in time to see Reno leave with a bunch of take-out bags. "Don't get me wrong, I was just hungry." The red head promptly left.
Cloud and Rude looked at each other, wondering what that was about. They soon found out when they entered the Seventh Heaven and Tifa served them french-fries. "Try these fries; I made them with the new frying pan Reno gave me. He was at the kitchen store and called me to ask if I needed anything. Well actually he called the Strife Delivery Service number, but since a certain someone is never around, everyone knows I'm the one who always answers. It's a really great frying pan, he even asked me what kind he should get, wasn't that nice? I think I finally found the ideal frying pan. Oh and he left this envelope for you, Cloud."
By now Cloud was twitching with a murderous mako glow in his eyes. But at least Rude remained cool, calm and collected as always. Cloud opened up the envelope and found his own credit card. The moment when Reno bumped into him entering the kitchen store replayed in his mind, he must have used the stolen card to pay for the frying pan. This couldn't get any worse.
"By the way," Tifa's tone changed from cheerful to serious, "that lady from the kitchen show was doing a special report on shopping for kitchen appliances. I saw you two together..." It got worse.
End of Mission 003
Disclaimer, I don't own Final Fantasy VII. Requested by Hikou.
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