—MISSION DANGEROUS VOYAGE —

You were finally arrived at Costa de Sol to ‘receuit’ SOLDIERS, aka kidnap them, but we won’t be telling them that. The others were immediately settling, having fun back at the beach, finally relaxing for once. The hosts urge you to change your clothing and put your weapons back. And you oh so naively listen.

Cluelessly resting peacefully, your oh so loved Hojo immediately crashes the party. Summoning a large octopus-like Grasptropod from the water and other mechanical monstrosities. Wow, so much for a makeshift vacation. A couple is unsurprisingly caught and detained inside one of those wretched things, you curse, leaping into action, and so does everyone.

You reach behind your back instinctively to clutch your bow, that is…not there, it’s like a bucket of cold water on your now sunkissed skin. Your hand is left behind your back, clutching the non existent bow. You curse. “Fuck.” Though you hear Cloud say so in unison. You both turn to look at each other, you shoot him a concerned look, and he shrugs, instead wielding a beach umbrella in lieu of his Buster Sword.

You widen your eyes at him and almost smirk, but then coldly remind yourself that your precious bow is missing. You wince. Then frantically look around, alarmed by the sounds of battle in the background, your eyes zero on a minigame bow that was left lying around. Your shoulders tense but you sigh, shabby. But better than nothing. You bend down to grab it. “Let’s get down to business.” You smirk, but pause when you hear Cloud say the same. You turn to exchange looks again.

After a brief pause of awkward silence, you narrow your eyes. Then scold.

“STOP stealing my ONE LINERS.”

Cloud shrugs again, but looks vaguely amused. You can never tell by his stoic expression. Then you shift your head back towards the chaos, alright..you can manage, hopefully.