This is a story of a girl named Tifa Lockheart
Who tried to save the world with some of her pals
And while all of them were special, one holds a special place in her heart
But Alas! Cloud doesn't know where his own heart falls
Aerith was the name of the other girl
Her hair was perfect, her bow was bright
And she moves gracefully, her skirts a-whirl
Just like that, Tifa knew she was in a dreadful plight
They walked together, Aerith and Cloud
He slashed a Cactuar for her, and she cured him at night
They smiled at each other, and oh, they laughed so loud
Until Tifa couldn't take it any more, and so she took flight
She knew the value of Aerith's materia, the power that is Holy
And stole it at night, and off she flew to the Ancients' city
"I will show them, by golly!"
By then her heart's already broken, more's the pity
As she knelt down, beside a small lake
She prayed so hard, she didn't see Sephiroth go!
But her eyes were closed, and she didn't seem awake
Until her beloved Cloud shouted, "Gaia! Tifa, no!"
A sudden glint of her eye, and Tifa showed why she's a martial arts whiz!
Dodging and rolling, a punch and a kick
"Take this!" "And that!" "And some of this!"
"Are you really the Great Sephiroth? Well, aren't you weak!"
As Sephiroth hobbled away, shaking his fist
Cloud went to his hero, and held her close
He said, "Don't do that again, you are always the first on my list."
And planted a big kiss on her lips, stunning her more than Zangan's blows
And so Mr. and Mrs. Strife lived happily ever after
Cloud and Tifa went back to Seventh Heaven
Aerith went home to live with her mother
And here ends the magic of FF7
It's not that good, but a line popped in my head that begged to be written, so there ya go.:P And yes, I know that Tifa couldn't have summoned Holy, but she didn't know that, did she?
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