"Cloud ... um, are you aware that ...you're budding?" Cloud's head snapped up from it's dazed stare at the bubbling coffee. "What!" Falling to his knees Cloud pushed Tifa aside to stare into the oven's shiny door, he hurriedly parted his hair only to see the same thing as Tifa, the same thing his hands had felt. Buds. Soft little green buds ... "Well ... shit..."