Fandom: Crossover (FFVII/Narnia)
Warnings: Some potty mouths. Some violence.
Disclaimer: FFVII and all related material belong to SquareEnix. The Chronicles of Narnia and all related material belong to the estate of C. S. Lewis. I only own a rabid plotbunny, and we're both broke.
Notes: "Advent Children" and "Dirge of Cerberus" are my only canon experiences in the FFVII universe. So I'll probably fudge a few details. My apologies in advance. Timewise, I'm putting this at two years after MeteorFall, but "Advent Children" doesn't exist. ---I consider this borderline crack!fic, but the bunny bit and won't let me go. I also feel the need to warn that I am an absolute sap for happy endings. I am also insane. Thank you.
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3
Cloud had walked Fenrir back to the bar. He was more than a little dazed by the revelation of his father being alive, and he honestly didn't think he could drive.
He got back well after dark. Tifa wanted to know what had happened, but Cloud was too drained to think straight. He went upstairs and collapsed on the bed.
Yuffie had come in earlier, wanting to see the big cat. Nanaki had come with her. There weren't too many races of giant cats around, and he was curious. Both had hung around with Tifa until Cloud came home. Cloud had brushed by the trio, mumbling about being tired, and went to sleep.
"Well that's a fine how-do-you-do!" Yuffie pouted. "We come all this way, and he doesn't dish any dirt? Rats!"
Nanaki rolled his good eye. "He's obviously had a long day. Perhaps tomorrow we can hear about the lion."
They said their goodbyes and hit a nearby hotel for the night.
Barret was the first to arrive in the morning. He crashed through the front door screaming for Marlene. He had gotten away from the oil field as soon as he could when he heard about a beast in the bar where his daughter lived.
"Papa!" Marlene happily squealed as she dove into her father's embrace. He gave her a bear hug and then promptly grilled her on her well-being and what this "lion" creature may have done to her.
Cid strolled in after him, having been his transportation home. "Don't see what the goddamned fuss is about. Just a giant cat...not like we've never seen one of them before."
Nanaki nodded at him. Barret glared at his foul language.
Yuffie kicked her toes in the air playfully from her stool at the bar. "Now if Vincent and Reeve would get here, and Cloud would come down, it'd be like a big family reunion."
"I hate reunions."
All heads turned to the muttering voice of Cloud. He fumbled down the stairs, seeming barely awake. He ducked underneath the bar, grabbing a bottle of whiskey. He opened it and downed a gulp before grabbing a glass, filling a healthy measure of the brown liquid, and sitting heavily on a chair.
Cid raised his eyebrows. "Little early in the day for booze, ain't it?"
Cloud huffed humorlessly. "Late...early...whatever."
Before they could ask questions, or he could chicken out of saying anything at all, he told them the whole story, verbatim as best as muddled brain could remember. His father was alive, might become a king on some other planet, and wanted to meet him before "might" became "definite".
They all digested it for a moment, knowing how difficult everything had been for Cloud, and how a father's influence early on (or even later) might have helped Cloud immensely. Cloud downed the glass and poured another. Tifa took the bottle away.
Cid was the first to speak. "Fuck 'im. Let the bastard rot."
"Language," Barret growled a warning.
Cid had the good grace to blush slightly. "She knows better than to act like me. Don't ya, darlin'?"
Marlene nodded her agreement. Barret was unconvinced.
"Well, I agree with Cid," piped in Yuffie. "Cloud's done just fine without some fancypants guy around. You don't need him, Cloud."
"But...he's your papa."
Marlene's quiet statement hung in the air. Cloud looked into her big eyes, innocent as ever. A child's logic was something one couldn't argue with, and it was the child in Cloud that wanted to see his father. He wanted to be held and loved and all the bad things made to go away, and he wanted to scream and cry and wail until the whole world knew the anguish the man had left him to. He wanted a lot of things, but they all required actually confronting his father in person.
"I'm going," he said. Cloud drank his whiskey and went back upstairs to bed before the alcohol could hit his system.
"Do we get to go too?" Marlene asked.
"No," Barret answered immediately.
"But Cloud said Aslan said he could have gue-"
"You got school."
She frowned stubbornly at her father. "It's summer," she reminded him.
Tifa intervened. "Honey, Cloud's dad lives very far away, and we don't know what the place is like. It might be dangerous, and your Papa doesn't want you hurt."
Marlene pouted. She wouldn't be going on an adventure with her Papa.
"But look on the bright side," Tifa continued. Marlene perked up. "Papa's home and since I'm going with Cloud, he'll have to stay away from the oil fields and stay home to take care of you and Denzel."
Marlene brightened and hugged her father's neck. Barret smiled at her.
"I'm going too." Yuffie hopped off of her stool and shadowboxed the air. "After Cloud tells the old coot off, I'll help him kick some old coot butt."
"I'm with ya," Cid offered. "'Sides, we'll prob'ly be takin' the Highwind part of the way."
Nanaki shook his head at them. "If Cloud will welcome us, I will come too."
"Well, why wouldn't he?" asked Yuffie.
Nanaki gave her a look. "I know well what it means to grow up without a father. This is a deeply personal event for Cloud, and he may wish to take this journey alone."
"Well, he may want to go alone, but he's going to need some support," said Tifa. "And he's getting it, whether he likes it or not."