Vanitas was bored. He had run out of things to do. He had already, made fun of Ven, flown around on his keyblade 30 times, and sent a few armies of unversed after random people for fun. He was currently sitting on a bench in Disney kingdom. Suddenly, he heard some of the most annoying music ever coming from around the corner. It was the ice cream truck version of the small world song and it was being played over and over again. The song was absolutely driving him crazy! He peeked around the corner to see who the heck was playing the awful music, and he saw none other than Ventus using some random machine to shoot ice cream onto the ice cream cones of some random ducks wearing hats. He wondered why they didn't just use an icecream scooper instead of whatever the heck they were using to put blobs of icecream onto the cones. It sure looked a lot harder to use than an icecream scooper. Then, Vanitas noticed something. The terrible, terrible music was coming from the machine. 'How the hell can Ventus stand that music?' he thought. It was; after all, more annoying than anything Vanitas had ever heard in his life and Vanitas figured it was probably some of the worst music in existence. Eventually, Vanitas couldn't stand it anymore. He had to break that fucking machine! Vanitas ducked back behind the corner and summoned a huge army of unversed. Then, he and the unversed charged at the machine that was playing the horrible music. Ventus, seeing Vanitas and an army of unversed running toward the icecream machine that he was working, did the sensible thing and jumped off. Vanitas then proceeded to beat the shit if of the icecream machine while his unversed, smashed, burned, froze, pecked and sliced it. When Vanitas and his procession where done, all that was left of the machine was a ting pile of rubble. Vanitas, having finally gotten rid of the music source, walked off happily in peace and quiet. "Um, let's go get an icecream scooper, ok guys?" Ventus said. He got the ducks an icecream scooper, then sat down on a bench, and sighed. he was secretly glad that he wouldn't have to listen to that music anymore.