Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ The (shinra) office ❯ day five: fangs, and coffins, and sunlight oh god! ( Chapter 5 )

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You know the funny thing about this one is… no, actually it's not that funny. Just move on and do something meaningful with your life instead of sitting here and wasting your life. Seriously, go, on.
 
Yes… I DO have problems.
 
Also, I would like to thank catneko13 for leaving such an encouraging comment. Disclaimer: I do not own Dracula, final fantasy, Arizona, or star wars.
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Day five: fangs, and coffins, And sunlight, oh god!
 
Angel was reading the book Dracula as she ate an apple. She really didn't know what her job actually called for her to do. All she had to know was if rude, Reno, Elena, or seng decide not to show up, she was supposed to guard the president of the company;
 
Rufus shinra.
 
…Was currently enjoying a great cup of black coffee prepared expertly by Danielle.
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Meanwhile
 
Vincent was dealing with the creepy intern. Again.
Strangely, it felt a lot like déjà vu.
 
“Your eyes are so…wow.”
She was either at a lost for words, or she was incredibly stupid.
 
Vincent went with stupid.
 
Come to think of it, did she even have a name other than `creepy intern'?
 
On the idea, where did she come from?
 
Was she an alien?
 
A robot?
 
Or just a strange woman who just liked to stare at Vincent?
 
For any matter, didn't she have work to do?
 
Was she a volunteer? A weirdo?
 
A stalker? A creepy pervert?
 
Or even a creepy volunteer weirdo stalker pervert hired by the company to bug Vincent!?
(I'm sorry, was that too many words?)
 
Here, to make things simple:
 
Why the hell wasn't she going away?!
 
“Move it temp. Gatta talk to vin!”
 
That's better.
 
“Hello Reno. How--“
 
“Come on, walk with me, talk with me!”
 
Then again, the creepy intern wasn't that bad.
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So, Vincent walked --and talked-- in the hallway with Reno.
 
“I've been thinking…”
 
Oh lord, the man processed thought. (This should be good)
 
“Do you think angel is a vampire?”
Reno stared at him sternly.
 
“…Excuse me?”
Vincent looked at him like he had grown a second mouth.
 
It gave him chills just thinking about it. A Reno with two mouths…
 
Yikes…
 
“Do. You. Think. Angel. Nogard`e. grandora--“
 
“Reno!”
Vincent raised his voice.
 
“Whoa, chill out.”
Reno put his hands up in defense.
 
“No. I don't think angel is a vampire.”
He finally told him.
 
“Are you suuuuuure?
Reno slurred his u's. Obviously trying to say something.
 
“Yes.”
Vincent wiped off all enthusiasm on Reno's face
 
I think we should do a few tests
Reno said in a deep, sly, voice
 
Vincent didn't like the sound of that.
In fact, he didn't like any words that came from his mouth.
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“And then, we'll catch her in a coffin--“
Reno explained in a crudely crayon-drawn plan.
 
“Reno, what is catching angel in a coffin going to prove?”
Vincent looked at him questionably, wondering if he was just terrible at art, or was dropped as a small child.
 
“Everything. If we catch her while she's sleeping in her coffin--“
Reno shook his head as he tried to explain again.
 
“How would she get here in broad daylight, if she was a vampire?”
 
Vincent was smart. Reno was not. There isn't much else to say.
 
“She…rides…in…a…coffin…car 230;”
 
Reno never had a good imagination. Ever.
 
“…I'm not even going to bother.”
At this point he confirmed that he was dropped. …Down a flight of stairs. …Purposely.
 
“So your gonna help me, right?”
Reno stared at him, unblinking, at Vincent for what seemed like an eternity.
 
“Sure.”
Vincent agreed as quietly as he could, looking away.
 
“Yes! Come on!”
Unfortunately, Reno had some good ear on that empty head.
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Meanwhile.
 
“I just felt a disturbance in the force.”
Angel muttered as she sat with her legs up onto of the file cabinet, stroking Lucifer in an evil fashion.
 
“Angel, you are not a Jedi. Give it up.”
Danielle told her, not looking up from her file.
 
“At least I don't like Reno.”
Angel hissed under her breath as she drank her Arizona watermelon.
 
And if you're wondering, it tasted like a liquid jolly rancher.
 
“I hate you.”
 
“So, when's the wedding?”
 
Danielle proceeded to bang her head against the file cabinet for the next 2 minuets.
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Reno made his way to the office kitchen to grab an apple as Vincent went to see angel.
 
“Vinnie!”
 
Vincent gave a stern look but she recovered.
 
“…Cent.”
 
“That was great angel.”
Danielle giggled at angel's fault.
 
“Thank you.”
Angel gleamed at the comment.
 
“So, what's up, vinnie…cent?”
Angel had sunglasses on, and by her own standards, she looked quiet dashing.
 
“I'm dealing with Reno.”
 
“Ooh.”
Angel and Danielle said simultaneously, wincing.
 
Vincent sat down and ran his fingers through his hair.
 
Angel and Danielle looked at each other.
 
“I should just quit”
Vincent moaned sadly.
 
“No! No… Vincent…”
Danielle rushed over to his side and tried to comfort him.
 
“You can't quit…we love you!”
She said as angel walked over, her hands in her pockets
 
“Pardon?”
Angel asked, quiet confused at her choice of words
 
Don't we angel?”
Danielle glared, and boy did she ever glare.
 
“Uh. Yeah…sure.”
Angel scratched the back of her head, looking elsewhere.
 
“Hey angi!”
 
Unfortunately, the place she was looking involved Reno.
 
“Bloody h--“
“Here, I brought you an apple.”
Reno told her with a big, cheesy, toothy, smile on his face.
 
“I don't want an apple.”
 
“Then just bite it.”
 
“What?”
 
“Do it and I'll…uh…”
 
Angel looked over at Vincent.
 
“I'll do it if you leave Vincent alone.”
 
“Fine.'
Reno grumbled, but accepted
 
Vincent and Danielle were baffled by her actions
 
Angel bite into the apple.
 
“Agh! Agh!”
 
But, no matter how cool she looked, it couldn't replace the fact that the apple just came from the refrigerator. The cold. Refrigerator.
 
“Oh god, freezing, aaaagh coooold!”
Angel howled and thrashed around, fanning her mouth. (As if that would help)
 
Danielle's face fell.
 
Vincent tried to stifle a laugh.
 
Reno was smiling like a kid with a-lot of candy.
 
“Happy now?”
Angel handed Reno the apple.
 
“Yep”
 
“Hey Reno.”
Vincent walked over to Reno.
 
“Hm? What?”
 
“I've wanted to do this since my first day.”
Vincent raised his fist
 
“What are you--“
 
 
WHAM!
 
 
Reno fell to the floor unconscious.
 
The apple rolled out of his hand.
 
Angel and Danielle's mouth were left agape.
 
“Angel, Danielle.”
He said with a relived sigh.
 
“Ah- y-yes?”
Danielle snapped to attention
 
“I'm going home for the day, cover for me?”
 
“Sure.”
She agreed hastily.
 
“No problem.”
Angel gave him a two-fingered salute
 
Vincent returned the salute then walked out.
 
There was a long silence before Danielle said something.
 
“So, when's the date?”
She grinned slyly.
 
“Only when you tell me when the wedding is.”
Angel stared at the door.
 
 
“I still hate you.”
 
“They come because they hate me, they stay cause I'm insane.”
 
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