Tifa's face had a faraway look on it, her eyes glazed and unresponsive as Shera waved her hand in front of her friend's face.

Yuffie was sleeping, too full to continue eating and too sore to do much else, the ninja was snoring loudly from her chair.

Tifa thought about her life.

She thought about the constant struggle to resist sweets, food she wanted to eat, and maintaining a harsh training regimen, but the world was saved now. Why should she have to push herself to maintain a figure she had no use for?

"Shera..."

"Yes Tifa?"

"I'm not going to be exercising tomorrow. Instead, I want to stay here, digest all this food, and then eat more, alright?"

"That sounds fine to me."

Tifa closed her eyes, deciding to go to sleep right there. After all, it meant less of a trip than if she had gone to sleep upstairs or on the couch again.

As for Cloud, well he'd just have to take every blubbery inch of her or he wasn't worth her affection.

This was the last thought Tifa had before completely going to bed, dreaming of all the tasty treats she could devour now that she had finally made up her mind.

She was a fat woman and there was no denying it.