“How in the world do we still have so many people sitting in here? I thought we were almost finished ten turns ago.” Yuffie took in a deep breath, then let out a loud sigh. “Oh well, here we go again.”She strutted up to you and held out her hat. “Come one, no time for dilly dallying. We have a lot more people still waiting for their turn here.”
“O-oh, right, of course.” Not wanting to make Yuffie, or any of the players upset with your slowness, you reached your hand into the hat and quickly pulled out a silver chain with a dog tag on the end. “I already know who this belongs to.” To make things go even faster, you ran up to Cid and tried to pull him to his feet.
“Calm yourself down there little Missy. Despite all of Yuffie's fussin', whinin' and complainin', the sky's not going to fall if we don't finish today.” With a crooked smirk, he stood to his feet and rubbed his nose. “Now, what do you say we get this thing started?” Cid took back his chain and happily offered you his rough, oil stained hand.
“Of course.” Trying and failing at not being nervous, you accepted his hand and shakily walked with him into the closet with him. Once the door was finally closed and locked behind you, your nervous shaking only got worse.
Not even the slightest bit bothered by the awkward, uncomfortable atmosphere, Cid sat down on the floor and let out a sigh. “Don't tell me you're just going to stand around shakin' like a rattlesnake the whole time. That's not going to be very exciting for either of us.” Cid brought one of his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arm around it. “If you stay all up tight like that, you're going to pass out.” He snorted. “And I don't know that CPR mess, so it might be best if you sat down.”
“That's probably a good idea.” Honestly feeling a little lightheaded, you sat down and leaned your whole body over your crossed legs. “I'm really sorry that I'm so boring. This sort of thing really makes me nervous. I don't even know why, nothing's even happening to make me nervous.”
Unsure what to do, Cid let out a few profane words under his breath. Though he looked, and acted tough, Cid was actually pretty kindhearted and hated to see anyone suffering. Unable to keep himself from helping, he pushed himself off of the floor and made his way over to you. “Look here, there's no reason for you to be fretting over here all by yourself. It's just Cid sitting here with you. We've talked hundreds of times you know.” He gave your back a gentle pat, hoping you would snap out of your awkwardness soon. “Just pretend we're flyin' around in Shera.”
“You're right. I don't know what it is about this closet, but it really gets to me.” Even if you really didn't feel all that much better, you were going to at least pretend you did. Maybe if you were lucky, your brain would take a hint and follow the example of your actions. “Thanks for not being upset with me.” Quickly taking in a deep breath, you launched yourself at him, threw your arms around his shoulders and hugged him tightly.
Cid awkwardly wrapped an arm around you and slowly rubbed your back. “Good to see you're feelin' better and all, but now you're makin' me blush.”
You let out a happy, little laugh as you ended the hug and sat back down on your heels. “I guess we just can't beat this game, can we? One of us is just going to be awkward at all times. At least until we get out of here anyway.”
“I suppose you're right there.” Cid gave the back of his head an embarrassed rub and cursed under his breath yet again. “I guess there really is something weird about being stuffed in a closet. Even if it is with someone you're pretty darn familiar with.”
“I was trying to tell you that all along you know.” You nodded. “But we'll be out of here soon enough and everything will go back to normal.” Cid's expression made you second guess your statement. “At least I really hope that's how this all works out.”
Before Cid could respond to you, Yuffie swung open the door, hustled inside and tried to push you both out. “Come on, your seven minutes is up already. Everybody out so the next couple can get in here. We don't have all day you know.”
As Yuffie continued to shove and push at at the two of you, to no avail, Zack walked in and shook his head. “You've been running this game way too long Yuffie. You're actually starting to freak out the players.” Puffing out his chest, Zack placed his hands on his hips and smiled a wide, commanding smile. “Go take a nap or something kid. I'm in charge of this game now.”
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Oh? So the Zack-man's gonna be running the show now?
Well, this should be fun...
Well, this should be fun...
Zack Fair is best for running the game.
But then, when isn't he the best?
The reader's personality in this one is exactly like mine, I'm so darn shy/awkward all the time. >_<
I absolutely adored this, thank you so much!
That's awesome! I'm glad I could make it a little more personal for you! ~<3