Xemnas pulled his straw hat over his eyes, trying to hide from the bright sunlight. He sighed at the failed attempt and brushed a few wrinkles out of his cow patterned shirt. He then picked up the metal bucket and walked toward the farm house. He opened the doors and heard a few moos in protest.
"Sorry girls put its time to get that milk. I can't eat my Lucky Charms until I get it."
The cows looked at him dazedly and then looked down at the hay which they found to be more interesting. The white haired man sighed and then walked in.
"Ok let's see. Bertha. I'm going to milk you today."
A black in white cow looked at him slightly irritated and mooed.
"Awww. Don't do this to me." Xemnas put his head right next to the cow and whispered. "After all you are my favorite. Don't tell anyone. Ok Bertha."
The white haired man chuckled to himself and placed the bucket underneath the cow. He then grabbed a stool and sat his jean covered ass on it. He gently patted Bertha's flank.
"Ready girl? Because I am ready for some Lucky Charms"
The tanned man gently pulled the utters in an up and down motion, squirting the milk into the bucket. He began to whistle a tune that sounded oddly like Ring Around the Rosy, which displeased dear old Bertha. The cow mooed unhappily and kicked the man off the stool. Xemnas fell back with a surprised yell. He felt something mush in between his fingers. He let out a cry of disgust as he looked at the brown mess covering his hand.
"That wasn't necessary Bertha!"
He looked down at the bucket which was now empty of all its milky goodness.
"Look at what you did!" The white haired man yelled. "Now I can't enjoy my bowl of Lucky Charms! I was really looking forward to eating the marshmallows!"
Bertha let out an annoyed moo.
"Don't you sass me!"
Xemnas got up and wiped his hand onto his pants which left a lovely brown smear behind. He then picked up the bucket and stool and went to go milk the cow again. Bertha who was in no mood to be poked and prodded kicked the farmer right in the face which knocked him out cold. He had lovely dreams of chasing the leprechaun throughout the fields, never catching him so he could enjoy his wonderful bowl of Lucky Charms.