Just a silly little ficlet concerning the infamous bath scene in Mulan...
Disclaimer: No, sadly, I don't own Kingdom Hearts. If I did, I'd so be traversing the galaxy upon my own Gummi Ship. And it'd be painted like Optimus Prime, whom I also claim no ownership to.
Squeaky Clean
Mulan inhaled deeply, her muscles immediately relaxing upon entering the nice, cool pool. Mushu, on the other hand, looked downright anxious. "I don't know about this, girl, those big old army guys could barge on in any moment, and I know they'd see things they ain't supposed to see!"
Mulan just rolled her eyes at her dragon guardian. "Oh, relax, Mushu. They're all so busy watching out for Heartless and Shan-Yu I doubt they'd notice little old me taking a moment to get off the excess grime."
Mushu huffed irritably but otherwise kept his snarky remarks to himself. "Oh, right," he muttered, just out of Mulan's hearing range. "I forgot there was a girly under all that macho armor." Sighing resignedly, he perched himself upon a very quaint (in his opinion) boulder and kept lookout. "Man, what I wouldn't give for some piping hot potstickers and a cuppa-"
Three blurs of blinding color rushed past the dragon, and without warning, straight towards his charge. "Mulan!" the cheery voice that couldn't belong to anyone besides Sora called out as he, Donald, and Goofy walked on the scene.
Squealing, Mulan just barely managed to cover herself with a lily pad in time. "Do you mind?"
Sora titled his head to the side in a bamboozled way, and Goofy scratched his head in confusion as to why Mulan seemed upset. Donald showed nothing besides his usual mien of vexation. "You didn't tell us you were going swimming!"
Mulan's eyebrows creased, her fury growing rapidly by the millisecond. "Guys..."
You see, there were many disadvantages to being in stasis for a year, but one of those was that Sora still didn't understand the big differences between women and men. You couldn't comprehend things when you were comatose for around half of your time of puberty. It wasn't like missing out on a majority of the acne and "When did I start growing hair THERE?" was a bad thing, not at all. But in this case...
Sora dove without a care in the worlds into the little pond, engulfing everyone else in a wave of water and delicious algae. "I haven't been swimming in ages! Let's play chicken!" Donald shot him a steely glare, and Sora returned to just why they had sought out the transvestite in the first place. "Yeha, have you seen any Nobod-"
In one fluid motion, Mulan seized her towel from the sandy shore, wrapped it around herself, and roundhouse kicked Sora in the solar plexus. The spiky haired boy soared straight into his compatriots. "GO ANNOY SOME OTHER BATHING WARRIOR AND LEAVE ME IN PEACE!"
Seething, she sank back into the lake's depths, going underwater and blowing bubbles of righteous anger into the murky waters. "Those three are a few mushrooms short of a stir fry..."
...This is why I don't usually type this late at night.