One day, he is going to get them into a situation where they won't be able to get out.
But that wasn't today. And they were able to escape without any embarassing pictures being taken.
Now Seph was sitting in his chair, glaring at him, and Spike was stretched out on the floor, doing his level best to ignore him, and Zack was feeling a bit...put out by the sheer amount of "not happy" being radiated his way.
"Come on, guys," he said cheefully. "It was all in fun. Calm down."
"That," Spike said, "was not fun. That wasn't even physically possible."
"It was perfectly normal, Spike. Besides, Seph would never let anything happen to you."
"I'm more normal than you think," Seph added in, still glaring at Zack. "And I'm going to say that we did get lucky that I am only more normal than you think, and not fully normal. We'd be dead otherwise."
"We wouldn't be dead, Seph, honest. Just completely and totally embarassed. All part of the fun."
Silence. "Strife, why do we allow him near us?"
"He's my superior officer. I can't escape him."
"Ah, and he is my second, so that does require a small amount of exposure. Still, I do believe that we will have to discourage such acts like this in the future."
With that, he rose, grabbed Zack by the back of the shirt. With a minimum of fuss, due to Zack's shock, he pitched him out of the room. "Until you can decide to treat us like you do anyone else, I only want to see you during situations that require it. That is an order."
Then the door was closed in his face.
Zack stood there, shocked. He hadn't expected that outcome.
Maybe Seph was more normal than he thought. Or, at least Zack had done part of his self appointed job of making Seph feel human enough to react to people. It did hurt a bit to get that reaction.
Plastering on a smile, Zack straightened his clothes, and turned. He wondered who would crack first, him or Seph, because he was going to do exactly what the man had ordered. Even if it killed Zack to do it.
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But that wasn't today. And they were able to escape without any embarassing pictures being taken.
Now Seph was sitting in his chair, glaring at him, and Spike was stretched out on the floor, doing his level best to ignore him, and Zack was feeling a bit...put out by the sheer amount of "not happy" being radiated his way.
"Come on, guys," he said cheefully. "It was all in fun. Calm down."
"That," Spike said, "was not fun. That wasn't even physically possible."
"It was perfectly normal, Spike. Besides, Seph would never let anything happen to you."
"I'm more normal than you think," Seph added in, still glaring at Zack. "And I'm going to say that we did get lucky that I am only more normal than you think, and not fully normal. We'd be dead otherwise."
"We wouldn't be dead, Seph, honest. Just completely and totally embarassed. All part of the fun."
Silence. "Strife, why do we allow him near us?"
"He's my superior officer. I can't escape him."
"Ah, and he is my second, so that does require a small amount of exposure. Still, I do believe that we will have to discourage such acts like this in the future."
With that, he rose, grabbed Zack by the back of the shirt. With a minimum of fuss, due to Zack's shock, he pitched him out of the room. "Until you can decide to treat us like you do anyone else, I only want to see you during situations that require it. That is an order."
Then the door was closed in his face.
Zack stood there, shocked. He hadn't expected that outcome.
Maybe Seph was more normal than he thought. Or, at least Zack had done part of his self appointed job of making Seph feel human enough to react to people. It did hurt a bit to get that reaction.
Plastering on a smile, Zack straightened his clothes, and turned. He wondered who would crack first, him or Seph, because he was going to do exactly what the man had ordered. Even if it killed Zack to do it.