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Hey everyone you might know me from such FF7 works as The Iris and E! True Hollywood: Final Fantasy, the latter of whichwas more popular than the former. Was? Yes, was. As in they cut it because it was PARTIALLY in script form. Oh, well. You live, you learn. To tell you the truth I didn't really like it. It wasn't really going where I wanted it to, and the humor was a bit rusty... anyway, well, here we go again I guess, enjoy!

Chapter 1- That Time of Year

Red XIII was awoken by a large crash, accompanied by the rumbling of Cosmo Canyon. He clambered sleepily to the window, staring into the morning sky. And there was the Highwind, lodged into the side of the canyon. Red heaved a regretful sigh to himself. It was that time of year again. The idiots were back.

He had only stepped into the hallway as Cid dashed towards Red. "Dammit, that's the last time I let ninja bimbo drive the Highwind."

Yuffie followed closeby. "It wasn't my fault!"

"You pushed the 'do not push' button!"

"If you didn't want it to be pushed, it shouldn't have been there."

"Those damn Shin-ra do all kinds of retarded stuff like that. Red, come on, let's go. Did you pack? Just one suitcase, right?"

"No, there wasn't really enough room for all my shirts and pants," Red replied sarcastically.

Cid stared blankly. "You don't wear clothes."

"Exactly. I was being sarcastic."

"But you don't wear clothes."

"Can we just get this over with!"

"Come on, let's go, the others are waiting."

Before he knew it, Red was in the Highwind, blasting off to Costa del Sol.

"Why do they do this?" Red complained to Yuffie. "I just want to spend time at home, with my family. But no! Every year these people come and drag me into their Costa del Sol vacation. Why do I have to- Yuffie, are you listening?"

His reply was a rather loud snore. Looking closer, he saw that she was wearing a pair of sunglasses with eyeballs painted on them to make it look like she was awake. Red sighed to himself. As he lied down on the rug that Tifa had set out for him, he decided that as long as he was cursed to have to do this every summer, he might as well enjoy it. He slowly drifted off to sleep. The last thing he heard before he fell asleep was 'Cloud, don't touch that!' followed by the rather disturbing sound of surging electricity.

When Red woke up, the airship had stopped. Red stood up, stretching, and ambled over to Barret. "Are we there?"

Barret shook his head. "Apparently, we're out of gas," he answered in a tone of annoyance.


They heard two peoples' voices from outside the bridge as Cid and Shera entered the airship.

"You know, if you had just filled up the tank like I told you to, we wouldn't be here!"

"Oh, so now you're blaming this on me? Cid, you always do that!"

"And it's my fault? You say everything's my fault."

"Like when?"

"Like that guy at the mall."

"You punched him in the face! You broke his nose!"

"I thought he was feeling you up."

"He was measuring the dress I was trying on for God's sake!" The arguing couple entered the bridge. Cid announced, "Good news everyone, we're only five miles from Costa del Sol."

There was an all-around cheer. "But, we're going to have to push the Highwind the rest of the way."

Everyone's jaw dropped.

"Couldn't we just walk there?" Cait Sith asked.

"And leave my baby unsupervised? I'm going to say this once, and once only, so pay attention. I value this ship more than all of your welfare combined. Not more than my wife though," he added hastily as Elena glared at him. "But pretty damn close, I'll tell you that."

All the team and personnel reluctantly shuffled out of the airship except for Cid. "Why aren't you going?" Vincent asked Cid, noticing that he was keeping his ground. "Oh, I'm going to steer it. Now go. Go push."

Vincent glared as he left. "And no slacking! The harder you work, the faster we'll get there."

It was a good three hours before they managed to push the airship to the edge of Costa del Sol. Cid bounded out of the airship. "Okay everyone, let's go!" The rest of the group, sweaty and tired, followed him to the town.

"But why must we do this every year?" Red asked.

Barret shrugged. "Oh, come on. We don't get to see each other anymore. Don't you ever want to take a break and see your old friends once in awhile?"

"Yeah… I guess you're right."

"Plus we get to stay in this bitching Shin-ra summer house, right?"

When everyone was settled down in the house, Vincent went off to seclude, Yuffie and Tifa dragged a reluctant Barret shopping, and the crew members and the rest of the team went off and did whatever insignificant and uninteresting thing it was that they did.

Cid noticed Cloud staying behind. "Hey, what's your problem?"

"I don't know. I just… I mean, do you ever get that feeling that, sometimes, you're just a waste of space?"

"Who, me? God no…" Cid turned his head to regard himself in the mirror for a second. "Do you want something important to do or something?"

"Nah, I'll just screw it up probably."

Damn right you will, Cid thought. Cloud's really bummed out; I ought to give him something to occupy himself with. Something that he can't screw up.

"Uh… Cloud. I was wondering if you could help me out with something. Our safety chief sort of quit on us. Now, if someone gets hurt, we have nothing to do. Do you get what I'm trying to ask you?"

"Oh, I'm sure I could give you some great recommendations. I hear Tifa is good with these sort of-"

"No you useless idiot! I'm asking you to be our safety chief. Here, we have a first aid kit and an instruction book. You think you can handle it?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"Good job." Cid took off his shirt and pants, stripping down to his swimming shorts. "Well I'm gonna take a dip… just remember how important and irreplaceable a job you have, okay?"

Well that's it for this chapter, I have lots of stuff to do and I'm kind of busy with friend and family stuff so it would be kind of a waste of time writing a story that nobody likes, so to show that people are reading, I would like 2 reviews before I post chapter 2. Thanks for reading :)