Hi! This is my second story and I'm really excited! It's one of the few I've actually wrote on my own. It's not too different from my first, so hopefully you'll find this one as amusing. This story is in Roxas's point of view. (It was orgininally going to be Axel, but I thought it made him seem a little too childish, so I switched it a little.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Organization XIII...or a rabid sheep for that matter...but I wouldn't mind one!

"Mr. Superior, sir?" I said trying to use my best manners.

"What do you want Number XIII?"

"I, uh, I was, um…" I stuttered not sure how to voice my question.

"Tell Axel if he wants something he needs to come see me himself."

"Axel didn't send me."

Xemnas looked up from whatever he was writing to give me that do-I-look-like-an-idiot face. I had to restrain myself from laughing as Axel's voice popped into my head.

Why yes, sir. And more so today than ever before, I might add.

"I was wondering if I could get a dog, sir."

Xemnas pinched the bridge of his nose. "Do you know the cost of caring for a pet, Roxas? You have to buy food and pay medical bills. You have to clean up after it and exercise it and not to mention they take up a lot of space."

I could hold back any longer. "Have you walked around the castle lately? There's room to spare."

"Roxas, a pet also needs attention, and with missions, you're not home much."

"Please?" My last resort.

"No, now please leave."

Talk about rude. I made sure to slam the door on my way out. I was about to turn out of he hall when I had an idea. I raced back to Xemnas's office and barged in. He looked up annoyed, "What?"

"How about a cat?"

"No."

"Python?"

"Definitely not."

"Tarantula?"

"No."

"Bat? Hamster? Eagle?"

"No, Roxas."

"Rabid sheep?" Axel's dream pet definitely caught the Superior's attention. He sat stunned for a moment.

"What? Where would you get a rabid sheep? No."

"Squirrel?"

"Roxas, there are no pets allowed in my castle!" He said jumping up and pounding his hands onto the desk.

"Well then what do you suggest?" I asked my voice dripping with sarcasm, "A mouse turd?"

Slowly lowering himself into his seat, Xemnas took a deep breath and answered, "I suppose if you kept it in a cage…"

I hate him.

Review please! and tell me what you thought. I'll take the good and the bad.