Axel sighed contently, feeling white, silky liquid go down his throat. He moaned slightly. Best damn feeling on earth. He swallowed and went straight back at it, turning it up to get a better angle.
"Axel? Where'd ya go?" Someone yelled. Of course, Axel was way too into his own little world to even hear the voice. His eyes rolled into the back of his head.
"Aaaaaxel~?" A yellow blob rounded the corner. They both blinked a few times to make absolute positivity that this was real. Roxas' hands shot to his mouth, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes. "How could you...?" Roxas ran back to his room. Axel reached out to try and catch the little boy. Too late. SLAM! Axel sighed and looked at 'his item'.
"WE will continue this later, got it memorized?" No answer. 'Ha, of course not.' Axel thought, walking to Roxas' room. He knocked on the door. "Roxy-poo?"
BOOM! "Go away, you meany!" Roxas yelled. Axel chuckled a bit and tried again. "NO!"
"Aww, c'mon! 'S not like...like I did anythin' bad." Axel stretched out. Roxas sighed from the other side of the room. "Just go before I get my pistol out." Axel laughed. "Roxas, there's no fuckin' way you'd-"
"Wanna bet?" He heard a gun being cocked on the other side of the room. Axel's eyes widened. He stepped back, out of range of the door. "Roxy, please?" He practically whimpered. He could hear Roxas open the door and he smiled a bit. The door creaked open. "What?" He hissed from the small crack.
"We can go get another, ya know."
BANG! The door shot open. "Are you CRAZY? They cost a lot and...and...you know...it wouldn't fit..." Axel grinned brightly, taking a lanky finger and lifting his blond friends' head. "It'll fit. Promise." He whispered. Roxas sighed and looked down. "Fine...can you go get another now, please?"
"Yeah. I'll go start the car. You want 2%, or-"
"No. Just get me a half gallon of 2% milk so I can eat some cerial."
lol. I made Roxy a germiphobic. I mean...in all honesty, who actually WOULD drink out of a milk carton after someone else does? But...I don't think I should complain. I mean...I drink it out of the carton when it's almost gone. ...It's actually better straight from the carton.
I appologize for any mis-spelled words. For some reason, my spell check won't work!