(everyone’s sitting at the dining table)
Mac: Ok, today I have an actual guest, *gestures to her right* PFf!
PFf: *waves* Hi!!
Jebus: Is this why we’re eating ramen?
Mac: What’s wrong with ramen? It’s the food of the gods!
Jebus: Hey.
Seph: Is that why you eat it in your pajamas in the middle of the night?
Mac: Shut up. *changing the subject* So PFf, I really enjoyed the last chapter I read of your story.
PFf: Isn’t the part with Sephiroth funny?
Seph: What part? What are you talking about?
Mac: *lifts bowl in front of face and slurps noodles*
PFf: You mean you didn’t tell him about the scene where Cloud thinks he’s gay?
Seph: WHAT?!
Mac: *Still hiding behind bowl* Oh, no.
PFf: I guess not…oops.
Seph: *stands and draws sword, knocking all dishes off the table and the bowl out of Mac’s hands* How dare you make a mockery of me! Now DIE!
Jebus: Wait! We cannot show scenes of such violence! *visual blacks out but shouting and crashing is heard*
*visual returns. Everyone is panting and the furniture is destroyed. Sephiroth is on the ground, his sword on the other side of the room. Mac is bent over him, threatening him with a spork*
Mac: You…spilled…my…noodles.
Seph: But she-
Mac: YOU SPILLED MY GODDAMN NOODLES!!!
Seph: *sweat drop* Sorry?
Mac: You better be. *picks up sword and walks to the door* PFf, let’s go play Tekken. Jebus, you can come too. Sephiroth, be a good boy and clean up this mess.
Everyone: Yes Ma’am.
Mac: Good.
(Thank you to the makers of ramen and Tekken. And thank you to PFf, for making the story on which I base mine, partially.)