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[Simon is wandering through the house looking for papa, since he is a bored little child and requires entertainment. Since it's the logical place to look, he pokes into Cloud's room, calling out. A few moments later there's a loud popping sound, like something exploding, and a childish scream, immediately followed by pounding feet and finally, the slam of a door and soft, hiccoughing sobs.

Totally hiding in Cloud's closet now. Stupid Yuffie and her stupid explosives >:| ]

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[ooc: CRAPTASTIC!! I forgot about Simon x_x There's no way Yuffie can escape death now...]

~~U-uh oh...~~

[PAPA RADAR: ON]

[Simon's still wibbling and crying quietly in the room.]

[Oh thank Holy. Cloud had thought someone had come for his child again. Using his incredible detective skills, Cloud locates the poor thing and opens the closet door.]

Simon, kiddo, it's okay. Don't be scared.

[Simon shrinks back as the door opens, but at the sound of Cloud's voice he scrambles forward, arms out in search of comfort and safety.]

P... Papa... Papa, it was loud...!

[Cloud glanced back at the scorched floor. Explosives...but they didn't look very powerful. Who the hell would do something as retarded as-

Oh. Cloud knew who.

Reaching forward and scooping Simon up into his arms, Cloud's eyes narrowed at the ruined carpet at his feet.]

...it was just a prank, Simon, probably meant for me.

A prank...?

[Simon sniffled and wiped at his eyes, burrowing down against Cloud's chest.]

That's mean, Papa... why would somebody do that?

A sick, demented person, Simon. [Cloud squashed the temptation to add, "and a complete asshat," and decided that it would not be a good idea to teach Simon to curse. Rubbing his back, Cloud took Simon from the room and into the kitchen, intent on getting Simon a glass of milk or something to calm the poor thing down. He could hear the boy's heartbeat still going a mile a minute.]

[Simon sniffed once more, not really getting it, but not caring anyway. Papa was with him, and he was safe again. That was what mattered.]

[Setting Simon up to sit the counter, Cloud poured him a glass of milk and touched it to his fingers.] Here you go, kiddo. Drink this, you'll feel better.

[Holding the glass shakily in both hands for a moment, Simon manages to regain some semblance of a normal heartbeat and takes a cautious sip. Milk! Nice, cool, and soothing. Simon beams and drinks a good half of the glass before he tugs it down from his lips again.]

Thanks, Papa...

[Sighing and sliding up to sit on the counter beside Simon, Cloud folded his hands in his lap.]

How come you were in my room? Were you looking for me?

[Simon's head bobbed an affirmative.]

Uh-huh. It was really quiet so I wanted to see who was here.

M... Mama...!

Where are you, sweety? Are you all right?

I... I'm okay. I'm with Papa now... but there was a big bang in his room right in front of me...!

I heard! What was that?

Okay, you're wth Cloud. Good.

Uh-huh...

Papa said it was, um... an 'explosive'. Someone did it as a prank...?

Explo-

Ohhh.

You know who it was too?

Simon? Simon, what was that?

P-Papa said it was a... um... exp... explosion.

An explosion? How did... in your own home?

I dunno. He said someone was playing a prank... it was in Papa's room.

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