I'm actually starting to write more humor stories, normally I'm always angst, angst, angst. This is just a short humor story featuring Roxas and my OC Xylia. Not really any romance in this one, just good fun.
Summery – Roxas and Xylia make a weird bet to see who can play sick the longest, but how far will they go to win?
Playing sick
Xylia groaned at she heard her alarm go off, she blindly reaching a hand out to press the snooze butting, and drifting off to sleep again, only to be jostled awake again by the alarm. Seriously hating that thing, she sat up sharply gabbed the hole clock and threw it across the room, hitting against the wall, which surprisingly did stop its loud beeping after hitting the wall, as least surprising to anyone who didn't know it was an unbreakable alarm clock specially made by her brother, because she broke one two many alarm clocks in the past, and got tired of buying new ones.
She flopped back on the bed and buried herself under the covers trying to escape the noise. Roxas unknowingly teleported into the room and turned off the shouting alarm clock. "Up and at um little lady, its as beautiful morning and its time to take on the worlds." Roxas announced cheerfully.
The black haired girl revealed her scowling face from under the covers. "Don't you dare be this cheerful in the morning again." she threatened.
Roxas just smiled mischievously. "Come on get up, if your late for breakfast again, Zex will give you a real tongue lashing."
Xylia groaned loudly, hiding her head under the covers again than said something that was muffled and he couldn't understand it. "What was that?' he asked.
She uncovered her face and repeated what she said. "With all these late night missions, then waking up early the next morning, is two much for me."
"Yah well you know Xemnas, late night, early rise."
The girl groaned again, "Maybe I can pretend to be sick and get some more sleep."
Roxas snorted at that suggestion and she glared at him, "What you don't think I could get away with it?" she asked.
"It's not that" he said still smiling "Its just you got to be careful with doing something like that, you'll have to stay in bed all day."
"Isn't that the point?"
"Yah but all day, can get boring, I mean you can probably get away with it for one day, but if you do it for two long, you'll go crazy, and that's not mentioning that you keep having to convince the people around, and if you stay sick for two long or you make yourself look like really sick, someone will take you to see Vexen, and he'll be extra hard to convince."
"So how long have you gone?"
"Two days."
Xylia smirked at him, childish competitiveness coming to visit her, "I've gone a three days before?"
The Key of Destiny gawked at her the same competitiveness sneaking over to his side, "Well I could have gone longer."
"You just said that if you went to long you'd go crazy, which means if you went two days you must almost gone crazy."
"No" Roxas shot defensively "I only stopped because Axel was going take me to see Vexen, and I didn't feel like dealing with it, I could've gone a week."
"I doubt it; I'd be able to go weeks longer that you could."
"I could totally pretend to be sick longer that you," Roxas shot no longer thinking.
"You want to make a bet out of that" Xylia shot back.
"Any day."
"All right, starting tomorrow we both play sick, first one to crack or get caught is the loser."
"Deal" Dear Roxas you must not be thinking at the moment.
"But why don't we make things interesting, loser has to…" she paused to think a moment "Be the other one slave."
"Come on Xylia that's lame."
"Eh your right, how about loser has to do the winners missions for a week alone with the pride of being the winner."
Roxas had to think for a second go get that all through his head, "All right deal."
I seriously need to take a class on how to write oneshots this was originally going to be a oneshot but it was just getting two lengthy, so now it may be up to three chapters long. I have a good three extra pages written that I'm not posting yet lets just see how you guys like this. As usual flames are invited but not necessarily welcome.
