Sephiroth the Cheese God
Rating: PG
Genre: Comedy
Setting: Who knows?
Main Characters: Sephiroth (Duh)
Note From the Authoress: Part 10!!!! Just a note: you have
things from Cid’s point of view in this part. Sorry if it’s a little confusing.
It wasn’t as if he wanted to
do the idiots bidding. He saw it all clearly. Only a complete maniac would be
attempting to become the god of cheese. Yet he was their ticket back to
civilisation. When they got back to port, he would be sorry for keeping them
all a prisoner. He wouldn’t stand for it any longer. Viciously, Cid tugged a
bit of wood that was hanging loose. I mean, he thought, what kind of idiot
would instruct someone to see if things were working ok below deck on an
old ship like this? It relied on the wind or oars. The rudder was clearly fine.
Still, it got him out of the fruitcakes way for a while. He paused and lifted
his head a fraction. Was that a creak he just heard? He shook his head. Ships
creak, it’s a given. He was getting jumpy or no reason. He fiddled with some
rope in the corner. He was half hoping that the so-called captain would attempt
to attack him, he was a great fighter, and this Sephiroth guy would stand no
chance. After all, how tough could a guy who threatened the world with cheese
be?
Now might be a good time to
mention that Cid had been a slave on this pirate ship for a long time. He had
no idea who Sephiroth really was. He had no idea of the ordeals that cloud and
company had gone through to stop him. During the time when that had been going
on he had been somewhere off the coast of a continent called the mist
continent. However, he preferred not to remember this time.
Cid lifted his head. He could
have sworn he heard a footstep then. But the only person aboard the ship,
besides himself, was the idiot captain. And, Cid reasoned, he was too lazy to
be coming below deck to see how Cid was doing. He shook his head with a smile.
Then, everything went black.
Sephiroth shook his hair.
Well, that was one problem got rid of. He listened contently as a large sack
hit the water with a splash. He headed on deck again. Excellent timing he
thought, as he saw the other three returning with supplies. No sooner were they
on deck than he shouted the order to cast off. Grinning wryly, he gazed back as
the island drifted away in the distance, a small black blob bobbing up and down
near its shore. He turned away. That had been too easy, he thought. I thought
he might of at least put up a bit of a fight, but no. he didn’t even turn
around. The island was nearly gone now. All he had to do was keep the others
from going below deck until they were well away from the place. shouldn’t be
too difficult, he thought. Two were asleep, and Boris was back at the helm. He
settled down on the deck, feeling at peace at last.
Cid opened his eyes. He felt
very cold. In addition, now that he thought about it, he was wet. His head also
throbbed. He tried to sit up in anger, but this merely made him bob around, and
swallow some salt water. Damn him! That good for nothing captain had ambushed
him! He started struggling, finding, to his immense relief, that the sack he
was tied in was clearly tied in a hurry. He worked its neck for a while, and it
came loose. Frantically, he scrambled out of the bag, and swam for shore, not
an easy task, but somehow he managed it. He collapsed, panting. He gazed up at
the sky. It was night. Stars dotted the heavens. He lowered his gaze. There was
no sign of the ship. That rotten, no-good sneak! He sighed. Now what?
“No!” cloud squealed like a
little girl “Please no!” Sephiroth laughed evilly.
“You will never defeat me!” He
forced some cheese in Cloud’s mouth, grinning evilly as tears ran down his
enemies face. “I am truly the Cheese God”
Boris came rushing onto deck.
“Boss! I can’t find Cid
anywhere!” Sephiroth jumped, startled out of his sleep. What a lovely dream
that was. To think he had made it as the Cheese God. He rubbed his eyes and
looked around. He feigned bewildered anger.
“Dammit! He must have snuck
ashore behind my back!” Boris blinked
“We should go back for him”
Sephiroth blinked in alarm. Go back? He couldn’t allow that!
“No, we’re too far away. We’ll
never find that island again. We’ll head back, and then send someone out to
find him!” Preferably someone with a large, blunt axe, he thought to himself.
Sephiroth lay back comfortably. Boris appeared to think about Sephiroth’s
reply. He was apparently happy with it for he nodded and walked off. Sephiroth
half opened his eyes to watch him return to work. Thank goodness he hadn’t
noticed Cid’s disappearance earlier. That would have been a problem. He shut
his eyes and drifted back to sleep.
END OF PART 10