The first one to seven chapters are all pre-kh drabbles.
I don't own KH or its characters. Just a little drabble whilst I try and take a break from other stuff. Oh, I may have screwed around with the ages a tiny bit.
Pieces
Strop
He doesn't think that he should apologise, even if she is crying. Her once happy face now a splotchy mess of red and tears, and her pretty white dress caked with wet sand. Which he has to admit does make him feel the tiniest bit guilty, a bit, but in his defence it is all her fault - she did make him push her over after all.
So he remains defiant, lips in a firm pout as his Mom towers over him, her arms crossed and foot itching to tap as she waits. Patiently, unmoving, in the way that he knows in the end will make him lose.
"Sora?"
He hates that tone.
He sighs huffily and changes his attention to focus on the ground, ignoring the sound of sniffling coming from her.
It isn't his fault that she's a girly girl - she even landed on the sand. Anyone else would have pushed him back, Riku, Wakka, even Selphie would have given him a harsh shove, but Kairi had to cry. He's sure that she did it on purpose too, just to get him in trouble. So now there's no chance that he'll be allowed to play out tomorrow.
"I'm waiting."
He looks up at his Mom, his nose scrunching up moodily and arms crossing in imitation. She blinks back unimpressed, her gaze trailing down to the small redhead clinging tightly to her leg, still sniffing. He receives a meaningful look, one that speaks volumes in the amount of time he has left.
"One."
He only gave her the tiniest shove, barely even pushing her, it wouldn't even have moved Riku, and if he had known that his Mom was watching he wouldn't even have done that.
"Two."
Reluctantly he looks at Kairi, still crying, he notices, to make him look bad. He sighs, eyes travelling back to the floor.
"Three!"
He mumbles. The words made even harder to hear by the fact that his chin is stuck to his chest.
"I didn't quite catch that, Sora."
He picks his head up, arms falling loosely to his side as he gives in. "I'm sorry, Kairi, for pushing you over."
"That's better." She looks down to the pair of them, "Now can I trust the pair of you to play nicely?"
Kairi smiles shyly and Sora gives an enthusiastic nod, surprised that he's not being dragged home by his ear. She nods satisfied, leaving the pair on their own as she goes back to watching from a distance.
It's awkward for a passing second until Kairi turns to him with a smile, all trauma forgotten as she goes about thinking up a new game - one that doesn't involve Sora pushing her over just to gain her attention.
End.
