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Hey Papa! And everyone at home, I guess... I found a couch outside, and it's really, really comfy! And you can bounce on it! I dunno why it's outside though... it feels nice... who would leave a nice couch like this?

A-anyway! Can we keep it? It can fit inside, right?

Maybe we could get Uncle Zack to sit with us in the living room so he's not stuck in his bed all the time?

[Simon is referring to this monstrosity, left oh-so-kindly by the road near their house in this thread. Since he's blind, he cannot see it. So. Yes. :|]

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It looks great now. [Dragging the old couch to Aerith's room now.]

[Aerith finds herself wishing Cloud wasn't so strong because, y'know, it'd be a little easier to think of a way to talk him out of things if he actually got tired. Looking at Simon, so happy with the new couch. Staring at the abomination.]

...The flowers are pretty.

[While Cloud does the gruntwork, Simon manages to get down and plops himself right down on the couch again, getting comfortable.]

It has flowers on it? Are they pretty? Tell me what it looks like!

Lots of flowers. And lots of colors, too! Red and green and yellow and blue... [All over the couch. She'd probably like it if whoever had made it actually had a sense of knowing when enough was enough. As it is, her eyes feel tired just looking at it--too many details, too many patterns.]

So colourful... [Simon nods absently and stretches out a bit, fingers wandering over the fabric to follow the patterns as much as he can by the feel of them.] It must be pretty!

[No. No it's not.

...but Simon being so sweet and just a little kid, she really doesn't want to rain on his parade.]

Yeah, it is! [She sits down on one end to show her...sort of approval, hopefully avoiding Simon's stretched out body.] And it's comfortable, too.

[Okay, this can work. It just needs...a slipcover or something.]

[Simon beams and shifts a bit to get closer, since he's the cuddly type.]

So, um... do you like it here? In Luceti? And um... in our house?

[This is a topic she can be perfectly honest about. Aerith pulls him up a bit so he can sit partially on her lap. Hope you're not too old for that, Simon.]

I'm very happy to be here. I like everyone in this house a lot, and everyone's been very welcoming.

[He's eight and once an orphan. He is never too old for cuddles; thus, charmed by her friendliness, he leans right back to get cozy against her.] That's good! When you were here before you lived with Tifa, so we didn't see you too much. It's really neat to have you here this time!

[She frowns for a second at that, wondering--it's not odd that she'd live with Tifa, but wouldn't she have visited them every chance she got?

Oh well, not a problem right now. She wraps her arms loosely around Simon as she answers.] Well, I'm planning to stay here as long as all you boys want me here!

[A-aw, Aerith hugs. Simon returns it because he always thought she was a sweetie.]

Can we keep you? Papa and Uncle Zack always get really sad when you leave. [Him too, and probably Denzel, but there's no need to overkill the guilt.]

[Y-yeah, no need to go overboard on the guilt, she feels kind of bad already. She knows what it feels like to get left behind.]

I'm staying! I'd miss them too if I left. And I want to play with you again, when we're not keeping Cloud from setting the whole town on fire.

[Simon giggles and makes a shushing gesture.] We can't tell Papa what happened to the pots!

So you all are what happened to the pots. [Cloud heard that.]

[Ohoho, caught.]

Yep! It was my idea. Simon made it even better, though. [What are you going to do about it, Cloud?]

[Simon ducks down a little, blushing.]

Uh-huh. We had to protect the house!

...I guess I can't blame you. [Cloud sits on the armrest of the couch.] So, warmed up to it yet, Aerith?

It's comfortable. [...SHE'S HONEST.]

You are, too! [SO IS HE.]

[Simon. You little player you.]

Good! I think we should bring Zack out to see it, too.

[Simon gets a hair ruffle for that. Aerith is amused, if a little red. And actually, Cloud's suggestion doesn't sound that bad. Zack must be bored in his room and, well...this is certainly something to look at, even if it's for all the wrong reasons.]

Why don't you get him?

[Simon shifts a bit, kicking off his shoes so he can get more cozy without dirtying up the couch or poor Aerith.]

Yeah! Bring out Uncle Zack so he can see it too!

Gotcha; I'll be right back. [And Cloud bounces off to Zack's room. ...well, as much as Cloud can bounce.]

I wonder what he'll think of it! [assuming he reacts at all, of course.]

[Rocking, rocking, rocking~] I bet he'll think it's the best couch ever too!

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