In the convertible...

Tifa: Hey Vincent, how fast can this thing go?
Vincent: (mischievous grin) Let's find out...

Vincent steps on the accelerator very hard. All of a sudden, there is a bright flash of light and the group finds themselves someplace else.

Vincent: Oops, did it again.
Cid: What did you do?!
Vincent: You know how in the Highwind, we can go faster than sound?
Cid: Damn straight!
Vincent: Well, we just went faster than time.
Barret: You mean we jus' traveled in time?
Vincent: Yes.
Cid: So now what do we do?!
Tifa: Would it be possible for us to look around?
Vincent: Yes, anything you do will not affect the future.
Tifa: Hey! Look at that!
Cid: Now what?!
Tifa: That kid over there, he looks like-
Everyone: Vincent!!
Vincent: We seem to have traveled to my past. *Sigh* Oh boy...
Tifa: Look how small he was *Aawww* how cute!
Yuffie: Maybe I could beat him up...
Barret: How old was you?
Vincent: It seems I was 16 or so, a while before the Turks recruited me.
Yuffie: Hey, where's Cid?!
During all this, Cid had sneaked off and was near the young Vincent.

Cid: Hey there.
Young Vincent: Who the hell are you?!
Cid: My name is Cid, what's yours?
Young Vincent: Vince, not that it concerns you!
Cid: Vince, ehh? (smirks) Thats a, uh, nice name. So Vince, what are you up to?
Vince: Nothing, you old geezer!
Cid: (getting annoyed) Now listen you, you had better show me some respect or Ill--
Vince: Or you'll what? Hit me with your cane?
Cid: (grabbing Vinces shirt collar and pulling him up) Come here you little--
Loud Voice: Hey! Get your grubby hands off my kid!

Cid drops Vince and looks behind him. A very large and very scary-looking man is standing behind him.

Cid: *Gulp* Wh-who are you?
Vincents dad: Your worst nightmare...

Yuffie runs in.

Yuffie: Daddy! (jumps in Cids arms and whispers to him) Man, you owe me bigtime for this! (normal voice) I missed you daddy!
Cid: Um, I missed you too honey, um, run along now, daddy has to take care of some business.
Vincents dad: Ya, run along, I dont want you to see your daddy's insides all over the ground (rolls up sleeves to show some very scary looking tattoos on his very large arms).
Yuffie: Dont hurt him! He forgot his medication again, so he's all weird.
Cid: Uh...look at all the Chocobos honey, would you like daddy to buy you one?
Yuffie: No thanks dad. (to Vincents father) He gets like this a lot, please leave him alone.
Vince: (who has been staring at Yuffies two, uh, materia) Yeah dad, let the guy go, I can take care of myself.
Vincents father: Alright, but watch your back! (walks off)

The rest of the group reaches them while Vincent tries to stay in the shadows.

Tifa: Are you OK Cid?
Vince: (to Cid) Is she your wife?
Cid: No!
Vince: Good, cause she looks like a slut.
Tifa: Hey!
Vince: Well, it's true.
Yuffie: Hey Vince, I'll arm wrestle ya!
Vince: Uh, OK.

They arm wrestle and after a few minutes, Yuffie wins.

Yuffie: I won! I won!
Vince: Will you be my girlfriend?
Yuffie: WHAT?! Well, maybe...
Vince: Geez, you must be pretty desperate if you dont even know me.
Yuffie: Hey!

Vincent snickers quietly in the shadows.

Barret: So, what are you up to, Vince?
Vince: I need to build a bomb, do any of you know how?
Cid: What do you need with a bomb?
Vince: Well, some guy from Shinra took my skateboard away...
Vincent: (to himself) I forgot about that, heh, heh...
Yuffie: Why did he take your board?
Vince: I kinda broke his leg with it...
Barret: Ha! I like you kid.
Tifa: Why did you break his leg?

Vincent laughs quietly to himself.

Vince: He, uh...got in my way!
Tifa: So, youre gonna bomb his house?
Vince: I guess so, but I dont want to go to Juvenile Hall again...
Vincent: (to himself) I was a real punk...oh well.
Vincents dad: (in distance) Vincent Valentine! Get your little butt home!NOW!!!

Both Vince and Vincent cringe in terror.

Vince: Gotta go, see ya around guys (runs home).
Yuffie: You were pretty cool Vincent, but do you still skate?
Vincent: Of course. Why do you think I still have a skateboard?
Tifa: *AHEM* slut?
Vincent: Uh, (nervous chuckle) come on Tifa, I was just a kid then...

Tifa slaps Vincent across the face.

Vincent: Ow! I said I was sorry...
Cid: Hmm, Tifa slaps Vincent, now I've seen everything.
Vincent: Shut up, you drunken old pilot!
Cid: Old?! Im only 5 years older than you!
Vincent: So?!
Cid: Grrr....
Barret: Les jus go home...before yoose kill each other.

Later, in the present, at Tifa's bar...

Tifa: Yuffie! I cant believe you tied Red XIII to a chair!
Yuffie: Well, I didn't wanna get left behind!
Cloud: So, uh Vincent, youre not still mad at us, are ya?
Cait Sith: Yeah, are ya?
Vincent: Not really. Im just a little bothered that you didnt even fight fair.
Yuffie: What's cool is even though four people jumped you, you beat the crap out of them!
Cloud and Cait: Shut up!
Yuffie: Heh, heh...