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Chapter 22: Watch that Mouth!
Cloud and company had traveled through the mountains. It was late in the afternoon, and everyone, especially Cloud and Tifa, was shaken up by what they had seen. There was dead silence from everyone as they trudged through the mountains. Tifa almost looked as if she would break down when they passed the sport where her father died.
Finally, the silence broke as they came to the edge of the mountains.
"What's that...!?" exclaimed Cloud as he gazed at the focal point of the town they were approaching. "A rusty old rocket. I wonder what they'd make something that huge for?"
Aerith, who was standing in front of him, placed her hands on her hips and gave him a suspicious look. "Is that what you're really thinking?" she asked. "Or are your trying to hide the fact that you're staring at my butt?"
Cloud gave her an embarrassed look.
Aerith giggled. She was wearing a pair of skinny jeans that day to show off her rear…for Cloud, of course.
As the group made their way into the town, the first house they noticed had a small plane in the back yard.
"There's a Shinra logo on it," Cloud pointed out. "Tiny Bronco. This is cool."
"I wonder if we can borrow it," suggested Tifa.
"It would make our pursuit of Sephiroth a lot easier," Vincent suggested.
And then Yuffie stated what was on everyone else's mind. "Cloud, let's steal it!" she exclaimed. "I love stealing from the Shinra!"
Almost as if in response, the back door opened. Out came a young woman in glasses and a lab coat. "Um...may I help you?"
"No," Cloud replied. "We're just looking at it." He groaned inside. So much for stealing it.
"If you would like to use it, please ask the captain," the woman continued.
"Where is he?" asked Aerith.
"The captain should be in the rocket," replied the girl. "I'm Shera. And what are your names?"
"I'm Cloud."
"I'm Aerith.
"I'm Barret, of AVALANCHE."
"Fortune telling machine Cait Sith, here."
"Vincent. My occupation is...forget it."
"Tifa. Nice to meet you."
"Nanaki, otherwise known as Red XIII."
"I'm Yuffie!"
"Hmm...So you're not with the Shinra," Shera said in a disappointed tone of voice.
"No!" exclaimed Aerith. "We try to stay far away from the Shinra as humanly possible.
"I thought the approval for the reopening of the space program came," continued Shera. President Rufus is scheduled to come here. The captain's been so restless all morning."
"Rufus!?" exclaimed Cloud.
"We need to get this captain on our side before Shinra reaches him," Aerith said, gazing at the rocket. "And I have an idea on where to find him…"
SOMEWHERE ELSE….
Bestla sat naked in the hottub in her private quarters. After what she had been through, she felt the need to relax. She felt the stress leave her mind and every pore in her body. It would be only several more days before…
The intercom sounded.
"Bestla?" called Nara. "You're needed on the bridge."
Bestla groaned as she got out of the hot tub, the cool air already on her skin. "This better be good."
MINUTES LATER….
"Well?" demanded the now-clothed Bestla as she entered the bridge. "What is it?"
"It's what you told me about that girl," Nara replied. "Aeris."
"Aerith," Bestla corrected.
"Whatever," Nara continued. "I found out how she died."
"You called me out for this?" Bestla accused. "I thought we might be under attack!"
"I did some research," Nara continued. "I found out she was stabbed by Sephiroth while praying at the altar."
"I know that," Bestla replied. "It's fairly common knowledge. She was buried in a nearby pool that somehow preserved her remains for years. In the aftermath there are people even investigating ways she could be possibly brought back to life."
"Were there any?"
"Hell no," Bestla replied. "But why is this so important?"
"I just realized something," Nara said. "She had already summoned Holy when she was killed. So Sephiroth ended up having the dual task of blocking Holy and fighting off Cloud. Maybe that's why he lost."
Bestla's ears went up, realizing Nara was onto something. "You're right," she said. "I'm not dealing with that."
"What are we going to do?" asked Nara.
"You're going to kill her early," Bestla announced.
"Me?" exclaimed Nara.
"That's right," Bestla replied. "Privately and secretly.
"When?" asked Nara.
"Sometime within the next couple of days," Bestla answered. "She is never getting to the Forgotten Capital. I'll tell you that."
SOMEWHERE ELSE….
Cloud, Aerith, and Vincent stepped inside the rocket. It was rather musty inside, showing clear signs of decay. There didn't seem to be any power inside, and Cloud could feel the tilt of the rocket from the inside. It almost seemed ready to fall. Why it had not been demolished was beyond anyone.
"What're you guys doin' here?" called a somewhat less-than friendly voice.
Cloud turned to see a man with blond hair browsing around the floor. He appeared to be in his early thirties, wearing goggles, and was smoking a cigarette.
"We heard the captain was here," Cloud replied.
"Captain?" said the man. "I'm the captain! The name's Cid Highwind. Everyone calls me 'captain,' though. What d'ya bastards want?"
"Tell me about this rocket," requested Aerith, ignoring the insult.
"Wow!" answered Cid. "Not bad for a girl." He then checked out the figure her outfit was revealing. "And one who knows how to dress. Maybe we can get to know each other later."
"I have a boyfriend," Aerith dismissed as she took Cloud's hand.
Cid sighed. "Alright then, I'll explain it to you. You know Shinra developed a lot of technological gadgets during the meaningless war, right?"
Cloud nodded.
"Now it's a Mako company, but in the old days it was a weapons manufacturer.
Well, they came up with a rocket engine. There was so much excitement about the thought of going into outer space. Our dreams got bigger and bigger. They put a major budget into it and made prototype after prototype! Finally, they completed the Shinra No. 26. They chose the best pilot in Shinra-no, in the world-me."
"I've never even heard of you," Vincent said.
"I mean, come the fuck on!" Cid protested. "And finally we get to the day of the launch. Everything was goin' well. But, because of that dumb-ass Shera, the launch got messed up. That's why they became so anal! And so, Shinra nixed their outer space exploration plans. After they told me how the future was space exploration and got my damn hopes up...DAMN THEM! Then, it was all over once they found out Mako energy was profitable. They didn't even so much as look at space exploration."
"They just wanted cash," Aerith said.
"Money, moola, dinero!" Cid continued. "My dream was just a financial number for them! Look at this rusted rocket. I was supposed to be the first man in space with this.
Every day, it tilts a little bit more. At this rate, I don't know which will come first, this thing falling down or me getting' outta here. My last hope is to talk to the president."
"Is Rufus coming?" asked Vincent.
"Yeah!" Cid replied. "It must be news about restarting the space program. A young president, that's what we needed! He still has dreams, too!"
Cloud decided to cut to the chase.
"We need to borrow the Tiny Bronco," he said.
The grin faded from Cid face. "You out of your fuckin' mind!? That's my most cherished possession. I can't let you take it. Look, why don't you go back to my house and have that good-for-nothing Shera make you some tea. It's the only thing she's good at."
A FEW MINUTES LATER….
"Excuse me...Cloud?" asked Shera as they returned to the house. "Did the captain say anything?"
"Nope." Cloud replied.
Just then, Cid entered the house, still with the same demeanor as before.
"Shit! Shera! What are you, blind!?" he exclaimed. "We got guests! GET SOME TEA! FUCK!"
"I...I'm sorry," Shera stammered weakly.
"Really," Cloud assured her. "Don't mind us."
"Shut up!" Cid angrily retorted. "Sit your ass down in that chair and drink your goddamn tea! Argggggggh! DAMN, I'm pissed! Shera! I'll be in the backyard tunin' up Tiny Bronco! And make sure to serve them some tea! All right!?"
Shera nodded silently as Cid stormed out the back door.
"Poor Shera," Tifa muttered.
"Sorry," Cloud apologized. "It's our fault."
"No, no," insisted Shera. "He's always like this."
"He's like this all the time?" asked Cait Sith. "Bitin' your head off like that? I could never stand it."
"I think it's a big too harsh," Red XIII observed.
"It's amazing that you can live with it," Vincent added.
Shera sighed. "It's because of my stupid mistake. I was the one who destroyed his dream."
"What happened?" asked Cloud.
FLASHBACK…..
Shera was cleaning the oxygen tanks on her knees as Cid was standing over her, laughing.
"Hey! Get your ass in gear! You work like a snail! Even the moon would get tired waitin' around for your ass!"
"I'm...I'm sorry," Shera apologized.
""Don't take so much time checkin' that bitch oxygen tank!" Cid insisted. Shera, bein' careful's good, but it won't do any good, no matter how many times you check that oxygen tank. That thing wouldn't break even if hell froze over."
"But..." protested Shera
"No buts!" Cid exclaimed. "You're not stupid, so be more efficient!"
"I'm sorry."
THE DAY OF THE LAUNCH….
Cid proudly stood outside the cockpit as the crew looked on. Oday was to be the sum of their tireless efforts.
"Captain!" announced one of the crew. "Our dreams are finally coming true! We are so proud to be a part of the launch of Shinra No. 26."
"Captain," said another, "preparations are complete! All that's left is lift off!"
"Yeah!" shouted Cid triumphantly. "Leave it all to me! I'll be back in a few!"
"All right, captain!" shouted the first crew member. "Fly our dreams into outer space!"
"Thanks, guys!"
Moments later, Cid entered the cockpit, where still more crewmen were waiting.
"We're praying for your safety!" one of them said.
Moments later, Cid was alone in his seat. "Instrument panel all clear," he said. "Shinra No. 26, ready for launch."
"Engine pressure rising," responded ground control. "Shinra No. 26, 3 minutes to launch. Beginning countdown."
"Finally," he sighed.
And then, a red light began to flash.
"What the?" he exclaimed. "What happened!?"
"Cid!" called ground control. "We have an emergency situation! A mechanic is still in the engine section of the rocket!"
"What!?" he exclaimed. "Who is the little fuck!?"
"I don't know," responded ground control. "Activating the intercom in the engine section."
"Hey goddammit!" Cid angrily called. "Who the fuck's still in there?"
"It's Shera, captain," she responded. "Don't mind me, go ahead with the launch."
"Shera!?" Cid exclaimed. "What are you still doin' in there!?"
"I was still concerned," she replied. "The results of the oxygen tank test weren't satisfactory."
"You stupid little bitch!" shouted Cid angrily. It's gonna get so hot in there that there ain't gonna be SHIT left when we blast off! You're gonna be burnt to a crisp! You're gonna die! You know that, doncha!?"
"I don't mind," Shera replied. "If I can just fix this, the launch will be a success. I'm almost done."
"Almost done!?" exclaimed Cid. "You're gonna die! Are you on crack?!"
Just then, he heard one of the technicians over the intercom. "Cid, we must start the countdown. We won't make it if we don't! Starting engine!"
"Hey, wait a minute!" Cid protested. "Shera's still in here!"
"What are you going to do, Cid?" pleaded the technician. "If we cancel now, it'll be another six months until the next launch!"
"GODDAMNIT, Shera," Cid yelled. "You wanna make me a murderer?"
"Captain!"
"Shera!?"
"Tank number 7 check is complete," she announced. "Once I complete tank number 8, it's all clear.
"Come on, Shera! Hurry up! You're gonna die!"
"30 seconds until ignition," announced ground control. "Beginning countdown. Engines on. Cid! Forget about her. We won't make it in time."
Cid was beside himself. "What...what am I...what am I supposed to do...?"
"15 seconds until ignition," advised ground control. "Internal temperature rising."
"Oh man, the moon... outer space... my dreams..."
"Ignite engine!"
"SH-IT!"
…END FLASHBACK
"He pushed the emergency engine shut down switch, aborting the mission, to save my life," Shera continued. "After that, the space program was cut back and the launch was canceled. It's my fault his dream was destroyed...that's why... it's all right. I don't care what the captain says, I'll live my life for him."
At that moment, Cid returned.
"Shera!" he shouted. "You still haven't served 'em tea!"
"I...I'm sorry." She repeated.
"Hurry up and sit down!" Cid commanded as he did so himself. "Or ain't my hospitality good enough for you!?" He paused. "They're late. Where is Rufus?"
And then, almost as if in response, a familiar face entered the house.
"Hey-HEY! Long time no see! So Cid, how ya been?"
"Well, if it ain't fat man, Palmer," Cid replied as he made his way over. "How long were you figurin' on keepin' me waitin'!? So? When's the Space Program gonna start up again?"
"Hey-hey! I don't know," answered Palmer. "The President's outside, so why don't you ask him?"
"Shit!" Cid exclaimed as he stormed outside. "Good for nothing fat fucker!"
"Don't say 'fat!'" Palmer protested before his mind quickly moved onto other things. "Hey-hey! Tea! Can I have some too? With lots of sugar and honey and...oh yeah, don't forget the lard!"
"Why you haven't had a heart attack yet is beyond me," Aerith observed with her arms folded.
"Hey-hey? Have we met before?" asked Palmer. "Hey-hey! Is the tea ready yet?
With plenty of sugar and honey. Oh yeah, and don't forget the lard too."
"This guy has the worst ADHD I've ever seen," Cloud muttered as he stepped outside.
Outdoors, the drama continued.
"What the fuck?!" exclaimed Cid in an irritated tone of voice. "You got me all excited for nothing!? Then, what'd you come here for?"
"I want to borrow the Tiny Bronco," replied Rufus.
Cid folded his arms in an unwelcoming gesture.
"We're going after Sephiroth," Rufus continued. "But seems like we've been going in the wrong direction. But now, we think we know where he's headed. But we have to cross the ocean. That's why we want your plane.
"Bitch!" Cid exclaimed. "First the Airship, then the Rocket, and now, the Tiny Bronco.
Shinra took outer space away from me and now you want to take the sky away from me too!?"
"Oh my," sighed Rufus. "You seem to forget it was because of Shinra, Inc. that you were able to fly in the first place."
"What!?" exclaimed Cid. "You're playing that card?"
Cloud suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. It was Shera, signaling for him to come back inside.
Once in the kitchen, Shera spoke the obvious.
"You wanted to use the Tiny Bronco, right?"
"You bet," Cloud replied.
"I believe Palmer's going to take it," she warned. "Why don't you talk to him?"
Cloud quietly returned to the great outdoors. Palmer was still standing by the Tiny Bronco as Cloud approached.
"Why do I have to do this?" he muttered. "I'm the head of the space program."
"And you pulled the plug on it," Cloud said as he stood next to him.
"What the hell do you want?" Palmer demanded.
"We'll be takin' that Tiny Bronco," Cloud announced.
"Fat chance," Palmer replied, causing everyone around him to put their fists in their mouths to prevent themselves from laughing. "We're seizing it today."
"That belongs to Cid!" Aerith insisted.
"Not anymore," Palmer replied. "Eminent domain, missy."
"You're not taking it," Tifa insisted as Aerith seemed to back away for some reason.
"I'm afraid I am." He paused. "Wait a minute. I've seen you somewhere before." He paused again. "I know! The Shinra building! When the President was killed! Ulp!
Security!"
"There's no security," Tifa insisted. "Just eight against two."
"Is that so?" taunted Palmer as he pulled a menacing device from his pocket.
"A mako gun?" exclaimed Vincent.
"That's right," Palmer replied. "One zap and you die a slow and painful death."
"So you're going to win that way," Tifa said.
"That's right."
Meanwhile, Cloud looked around, and noticed Aerith was nowhere to be seen.
Rufus suddenly appeared. "Perfect timing," he said. "I wonder who we should execute first?"
"I'm banking on Cloud," Palmer replied.
"No," dismissed Rufus. "Too quick. I want him to suffer."
Palmer then pointed the gun at Tifa.
"The big fat man has a big fat brain," Rufus pointed out.
"So you think I deserve to die," said Tifa bravely. Suddenly, she somehow felt she had had a gun pointed at her before somewhere. As if she had been shot and killed before. Maybe that was why she felt little fear; she had been through it before. She was so distracted she barely acknowledged the sound of the Tiny Bronco's propellers starting up.
Palmer and Rufus were also distracted, only by the pride of putting down Tifa for good.
"Do you have anything to say to us before we do this?" taunted Rufus.
And then, Tifa noticed. The Tiny Bronco was moving, its left propeller approaching Rufus, its right approaching Palmer.
"Yeah," she answered. "Duck."
"Duck?" questioned Palmer.
"DUCK!" shouted Rufus, noticing the danger. The two dropped to the ground moments before they would have been sliced by the propellers.
Just then, Aerith appeared in the cockpit. "Can a girl fly or what?" she exclaimed.
"You okay?" asked Cloud.
"It won't stop!" shouted Aerith.
"Let me help," insisted Cloud as he climbed aboard, where he was gradually joined by Cait Sith, Yuffie, and Vincent.
But none of them knew how to fly a plane, and the rotors simply continued to accelerate.
"No! It's going to take off!" shouted Cait Sith.
"Forget it!" ordered Cloud. "Get in!"
Barret, Tifa, and Red XIII did as they were told.
And then, Cid came racing out to the house, red with anger.
"I said you motherfuckers can't have the plane!" he shouted as he made his way to the Tiny Bronco, stepping on Rufus' back in the process.
"Cid!" exclaimed Yuffie. "They're trying to steal it!"
Cid quickly grabbed the left wing and helped himself up. "You really think you could fly this tub of shit without a pilot?" he insisted. With that, he turned to see Palmer stomping his feet like a toddler.
"Get back here, you cockadoody sons of bitches!" Palmer shouted at the top of his lungs as he began to fire his mako gun.
The Tiny Bronco lifted itself off of the ground. Cid looked back to see Palmer and Rufus grow smaller, and delightfully displayed both of his middle fingers to them.
And then, everyone felt a jolt. A foul smell filled their noses, a hideous noise polluted their ears, and, worst of all, they were losing altitude.
"Shit!" cried Cid. "The tail's been hit!"
"Emergency landing..." Cloud suggested as he noticed they were heading for the water.
"You bet your fucking ass!" Cid replied. "This is gonna be a big splash. Hold on to your drawers and don't piss in 'em!"
And they, everyone got wet.
MOMENTS LATER…..
Cloud, Tifa, Aerith, Barret, Red XIII, Cait Sith, Yuffie, Vincent, and Cid were floating on the dead airplane that had once been the Tiny bronco. Cid had tried to lift it out of the water, but to no avail.
"She won't fly anymore," he groaned.
"Can't we use it as a boat?" Cloud suggested.
"Fuck! Do whatever you want!" he snapped.
"Cid, what are you going to do now?" asked Cloud.
"Dunno," Cid replied, his anger seemingly faded. "I'm history with the Shinra and I've given up on the town."
"How about your wife?" asked Cloud. "How about Shera?"
Cid spit out a cigarette he had been planning to light. "Wife? Don't make me laugh! Just thinkin' about marryin' her gives me the chills." He paused. "What're you guys gonna do?"
"We're going after a man named Sephiroth," replied Cloud. "We'll have to get Rufus of the Shinra someday too."
Cid searched for another cigarette, but all the ones he found were soaked. "I don't know about any of that," he said. "What the hell!? Sign me up!"
"How about it, everyone?" asked Cloud.
"I'm all for it," Aerith agreed.
"I don't mind," said Cait Sith.
"Do whatever you like," said Vincent apathetically.
"Glad to be aboard, numbskulls!" Cid announced.
"Numskulls?" asked Cloud.
"Yeah," replied Cid. "Anyone stupid enough to go up against Shinra nowadays, has gotta be a numskull! I like it! So, where we headed? Rufus was goin' after Sephiroth towards the Temple of the Ancients."
"Really!?" asked Cloud. "Where is it? That Temple of the Ancients?"
"Dunno," replied Cid. "That numskull kid was tellin' me he was headin 'the wrong direction,' so maybe it's off this way?"
"Let's just head for land and get some information," Cloud suggested. "Temple of the Ancients... that name bothers me."
THAT NIGHT…
The group had found a hotel in a nearby town and decided to stay for the night. The town was called Huong, and it was located far to the west. The people and architecture were like nothing anyone had ever seen. Except for Yuffie, of course, since she was native to their bitter rival to the north.
Cloud and Aerith were sitting on the sofa in their hotel room, each with a glass of red wine in their hand. They were still wearing their clothes from the day, thought they had both decided to remove their shoes and go barefoot.
"So tomorrow we look for the Temple of the Ancients," Cloud said. "We may as well start her. None of us are familiar with this part of the world, so watch it be somewhere in the area.
"The Temple of the Ancients is on a southern island," Aerith replied.
"How did you know that?" asked a seemingly surprised Cloud.
"My birthmother," Aerith replied. "She said it's on a southern island and that nobody can get to it."
"Nobody can get to it?" asked Cloud.
"That's right."
"Why?"
"It's sealed," Aerith answered. "The contents of that temple can supposedly destroy the world."
Cloud gave her a look.
"According to folklore," she added as she took another sip of her wine.
"So why is Rufus even bothering?" asked Cloud. "Since it's impossible to get in."
"Actually," continued Aerith, "there is a way to break the seal. There's a relic called the keystone."
"And that will let someone into the temple?"
"Yes," replied Aerith. "Again, according to folklore."
"Where is this keystone?" asked Cloud.
"One of two places," replied Aerith. "One of them is Wutai, just a few miles north of here.
"Never been there," Cloud replied.
"Neither have I," said Aerith. "I know Hojo was born there. Our new friend Yuffie probably was, too."
"So then it's decided," Cloud said. "We'll head to Wutai and search for the keystone."
Aerith finished her wine and sat quietly, creating an awkward silence.
"Everything okay?" asked Cloud.
"Just fine," Aerith replied in a monotone.
"It's only seven," Cloud observed. "Want to go out and do something?"
In response, Aerith stood up off the sofa and walked in front of Cloud with her back turned toward him, giving him an excellent view of her rear in her skinny jeans. "I think we can stay in here and do something," she said naughtily.
With that, she reached behind and began to pull Cloud's shirt off by the collar.
"Since when did you get so flexible?" asked Cloud as he raised his arms.
"Didn't I mention I was a cheerleader?" Aerith replied as she removed his shirt from his body and tossed it aside.
"Point made," said Cloud as reach in front, unbuttoning and unzipping Aerith's jeans. He pulled her jeans and her panties to the ground with one firm yank, giving himself a generous view of her posterior.
Aerith stepped out of her pants, turned around, and straddled herself on Cloud's lap, kissing him passionately as Cloud placed his hands on her still-covered back.
"Put your hand there," she commanded as she broke the kiss.
"Where?" teased Cloud.
"On my bum," replied Aerith in a seductive tone of voice before kissing him.
"You're twenty-two and you're still using that word?" Cloud teased again.
"My butt," she corrected herself, in an even more seductive tone of voice before kissing him again.
"Come on," Cloud insisted.
"My ass!" she whispered, kissing him a third time.
Cloud finally did as he was told. "How does that feel?" he asked.
"Really good," Aerith purred before kissing him again.
And both, though only temporarily, had forgotten the danger the world was in.
"Okay," Aerith said as she suddenly stood up. "I can't take it anymore!"
With that, she unzipped his pants and yanked them to the ground. She then ripped his shirt over his head.
Noticing that his penis was already fully erect, Aerith straddled him, slowly lowering her vagina down onto it until he was inside her. She gasped in pleasure for a moment before placing her hands on his cheeks.
"I want to see your face this time," she said.
She then kissed him as she continued to thrust her hips.
Cloud placed his hands on each of her butt cheeks, squeezing as she continued to ride him. Aerith let out a moan of pleasure as he did so, kissing him deeply and running her hands over his bare back.
"God, you feel good!" she moaned.
Cloud then pulled off Aerith's shirt and tossed it aside. He then unhooked her bra and did the same, causing the now-naked Aerith to squeal in delight.
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