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One can notice a soccer mom of sorts creting a lovely meal for four whilst upon the roof of her apartment. The best kind of food with best kind of view as she hums to herself in delight. But soon... her cooking shall end. As she prepares to take these lumptuous hotdogs off the grill, a man cloaked in black jumps onto the roof, inccidently running straight into the grill. Sephiroth regains his balance after tripping and he readies himself to leave again. He would of made it if he hadn't shared his thoughts on the womans cooking.
Sephiroth: What in Jenova's name is this shit?
Mom: >_<
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Anger billows out of her ears and nose as the mom begins to launch a series of deadly assaults at this Sephiroth creature. First the spatula, then the pronged fork. She then grabs what remaining charcoal os left in the bag and ties it tightly. One swift bow to the head causes Sephiroth to feel a bit dizzy. This is the womans chance to liberate her beloved cooking.
As Sephiroth loses balnce once again, he falls at the foot of this poor soccer mom. She is now more hell bent then the devil himself. She smiles at him once in pain, now in pleasure. Her hands stretch out for last bit of gas that was used to start her grill. Her intentions shall now be known by all. She pours all of the gas upon the mighty figure known as Sephiroth and before too long... Sephiroth is helpless as the fires of earth begin to consume him. Nothing can be done... Sephiroth... the legend... the calamity... is fallen.
Shortly after throwing the carcass of almighty Sephiroth over the roof top, she sets up the grill accordingly to begin cooking yet again.
Mom: That will teach you... HMPH!!!
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Sorry all of you Sephiroth fans. xD
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