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One morning, Max decides he's had enough.
"So, let me get this straight." The teenager leans against the RV, eyeing Sora almost suspiciously. "You're saying you know our dads- our real dads- and this place is some sort of lost part of 'Disney World'.
Sora nods. "Think of the world as a sort of chain." He straightens, a hand on his hip. "A part of a chain that becomes unlinked falls off, right? The same thing happened with parts of Disney World."
Max only gives Sora an odd look in response. Sora scratches his head awkwardly before continuing. "The King didn't really tell me much, but apparently a bunch of different places were unlinked a long time ago, and as a result they all sunk into darkness. All I have to do is find a way to link the chain back together, so you'll be a part of Disney World again." He shakes off an odd feeling of dé·jà vu, and smiles at Max.
"And those things posing as our dads here? They were called Heartless?" Max frowns when Sora nods in reply. "Oh man.. I thought I was the one who comes up with crazy stories."
Sora arches an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Oh, well," Max laughs nervously. "You remember that girl I spoke to before we left? I.. might have told her you used to work as a coordinator for Powerline, and we were going to the big concert.." He notices the look of dismay on Sora's face. "Well, you do look the part! You've got the hair, and the clothes.." Max trails off, embarrassed.
Sora grins and shakes his head before climbing back into the RV. "Well, if you've got a girl to impress, why not?" A few minutes pass before he speaks again.
"Say, who the heck is Powerline, anyway?"