The morning after the ball

by suckygrammergirl

It's early morning after the winter ball and Nexlece is not a happy camper! Follow her on her odd and not too relevant adventures of the day!

1. Chapter 1

*** This story is about my OC Nexlece from the Deviant art club Organization .com/ *here's the link for the club.***

**This is my first story, so go easy on me please ^^;; Constructive criticismis welcomed!**

*I don't own Kingdom hearts or anything related to it only my OC :3*

The morning after. . .

Nexlece laid in her bed, eyes closed and on that line between awake and asleep. Her room full of book shelves was turning a soft blue as the sun was coming up. The castle was the quietest it had ever been since Nexlece had come to it six months ago. Even Jiomax and her usual nonstop banter was out asleep/ Nex herself had only been asleep for a few hours. Four at the best. Stretching and turning into a fetal position and tipping the sleepy scales in the favor of waking up.

Growing and pulling up the cover, Nex summoned Big Baba , her personal lesser, who appeared with a puff of blue smoke in its hanging rig. "Soft smoke, do something. . . Do something slightly fruity and flowery" Nexlece ordered in a muffled voice from her pillow. A smoke ring from the lesser head was the only sign of any acknowledgment. A steady stream of slightly purple smoke stared to pour out of the balls attached to the lesser chain like arms. Sitting up and rolling onto her knees, Nex stretched like a lazy sun bathing cat, a satisfying pop coming from her back.

Still a sleepy, Nex sat up and swung her legs over the edge of her bed. Static was the only thing going through her mind, no fully formed thought coming up through the foggy haze. Sighting, Nexlece rubbed her face and stood up. Stretching some more to loosen up her tighten muscles. Her legs twinged "Ow!" Crouching down to rub her calf, "Who knew heels could do such a number on legs" she said with a sigh. Standing up and making sure the leg wasn't going to pull any more funny business, but was taken aback by a sudden pressure in her head. A headache? She had only had a few cups of champagne last night! Nexlece griped her head her head with her hand. "I hate mornings" she said with a grumble. "Time for a shower."