All right, I'm a very uncaring person. Rufus slept in the hole that night. He couldn't climb up, so I just threw him a blanket, and left him there... with Mother. I woke up and found both Rufus and Mother sitting on the couch watching Sonic the Hedgehog. I also decided Rufus is my new best friend. For the first time in a long time, I woke up without playing find the fire. Mother was reciting every line from the show, tapping him on the shoulder every five seconds to say "watch this part, watch watch watch." Rufus was busy trying to kill himself with a plastic spork. That's all Mother likes me to eat with. She doesn't even use utensils. Hell, she doesn't even eat! I went to the kitchen and cooked myself a big breakfast of eggs, bacon, sausages, hash, and toast (my first meal in a long time) and even got the oven open and took my CDs out. Then I went upstairs and took a shower! With water! Don't ask, long story. Anyways, I'll bet I couldn't get any chicks since I smelled like ass since all my showers involved a splash of hot and cold water (Mother loves the toilet), and before I am able to reach the towel, I am attacked with a barrage of feathers. Every morning. Except this one. No feathers. Mother is still with Rufus, now playing checkers.
     King me! Hey, you can't move that piece. That's a penalty, five yards back, turn over on downs. Go King! Super hop attack. Now I killed your piece, and it was on a triple word score, and that piece of yours goes straight to jail, and since your piece was in jail, it goes back to my turn, and I rolled doubles, so I'm going to make a prediction that it was Miss Scarlet in the bedroom with the candlestick. E4! Oh, your piece is on E4, that means he's dead. So Rufus, truth or dare?
     I couldn't take it. Poor Rufus. I had to do something. I'll think of what that is at the bar. I left. When I got out the door, I saw the best sight that I had seen in a long time. A really long time. I saw that Tifa was moving back into her old house here in Nibelheim! I didn't even care that all I was wearing were my "I 'heart' my mother" boxers and a pair of slippers. I went over to help her move in.
     "Hey, Tifa!" I yelled across the town, probably sounding a little too much like I just wanted anybody to talk to me.
     "Oh, hiya Seph-" She glanced down at my wonderful outfit, "er-roth..."
     "Movin' back in eh?" I know, now I sound really pathetic, especially for an evil villain like myself. I didn't care, it was Tifa! Besides, it was enough conversation for her trusting self to "allow" me to single handedly carry in her couch, bed, dresser, and piano. It was all worth it though when I "mistakenly" spilled all of her lacy, mostly see-through panties all over the floor, and to add onto that, I got to see her scramble to pick them all up, bending over picking them up...ohh yeah! This is the best day of my life! Until later that day...