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suggestive theme, do not read if easily offended**********
Artist's Comments (artist pen-name was *ladywinde....all credits goes to her)
It was the morning after.
It had been completely unexpected too.
Rising from the tangled bedsheets, she slipped on the discarded nighty and tiptoed herself to the kitchen making sure not to stir the silver haired man who seemed to be deep in slumber.
All the strenous exercise the night before required a hearty helping of her favorite pancakes. Whipped up some batter, poured them in the pan, flip and flap! The aroma could only make her mouth water. Plate! Butter! Syrup!
A masterpiece all on its own.
She was hungry and the meal neatly placed before was all she could describe as a little sample of heaven. For ready she was about to take the first slice into the fluffy little pancakes when...
Sephiroth: *creeep* *kisses Tifa's forehead*
Tifa: *closes eyes* Y-your up?
Sephiroth: Yes... *gracefully moves back* ... I will enjoy this.
Tifa... wha? *looks at his hand* !! AH hey!
Sephiroth: I'm going back to bed. *walks off with pancakes*
Tifa: .... ;_; but... they were mine...
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