Kingdom Hearts: The 359th Day

by Creamy Stuff

As Roxas spent his days in Organization XIII, there was so much he had learnt: what it meant to have friends, the bonds they shared, and the enduring strength of a truly connected heart. He was so grateful to Axel and Xion for helping him realize this. He wanted to thank them but he didn't know how... But even a Nobody such as him can do anything with a little help.

1. What is a Heart?

Xemans was waiting for his friends. They were all ways late to the meatings, and that annoyed him. As the bleeder of Orange Sensation XIII, he wasted to lead an organized organization. But somehow, everything was as successful as the time he tried to make custard.

Xemans hated custard.

Suddenly, all the members of the orange sensation appeared at one, all thirty of them. Xemans didn't care. He was too cool to care. So he pulled the glasses out of his sleeve and did the roll call. They were drinking glasses. He used the drinking glasses as actual glasses.

Of course we all know who is in the Orange Sensation, if you didn't, well, too bad.

Saix was cross from sume reason.

"Xemans is liar! He promiced there would be free yogurt in these meets!"

Xemans got off his seat and floated over to Saix to pimpslap him. "Fuck off, yogurts for fags."

And then Demyx chewed on his guitar duck and asked "Wears Axel and Rox?"

Xemans shrugged.

Xigbar shrugged.

Demyx shrugged.

Vexen was busy humming to his shelf.

Axel shrugged.

Xigbar didn't shrug.

Luxord licked on his favourite apple and said, "Yo daddy-o what's the buzz" admiring the apple like it was made out of Michael Jordan's sweat.

Xemans waved his fingers and created a fourtheenth member. That was Xion, but she wasn't invented yet.

Lexaeus's frame rate slowed down. "GOOD NIGHT XEMNAMS."

Xion had no brain installed so she couldn't sit right on his stool. So Xemans made a pouffe out of his absurdly gigantic afro.

Xemans gave the instruction to give Xino a Keyblade. "Where's the beef?"

Zexion was too busy trading Pokemon with Larxene to pay any tension. "Yeah, I'll do it tomorrow, Mom."

Xaldin had more imported matters to worry about, as for him. Someone had switcherooed his spears with toothpicks and he didn't find out until he was about to sub scribe to Spears Monthy. "Gadzooks! My spears!"

Xemans noticed that nun of them wre showing proper work ethnic. "Hery Marxulia, where is my report!"

Marluxia smalled his fist with freshly pedicured nails on the table. "Thopppit Xemmy wemmt, I'm thraight, thtwap hitting on me!"

Then Xemans moonwalked over to Xion's seat. "We like hearts. Your first ass in mint is to draw a heart on a piece of paper. You have 30 days."

Xion stared blunkly.

Meanwhile on St. George's Station… I mean, Twilight Town, Alex was showing Roxas how to spin a yo-yo.

"I suck."

Roxas wasn't glistening. He was still a baby.

That reminded AxEl of a joke. "WHY DIDN'T SANTA CLAUS KILL THE POLICEMAN? BREAST CANCER! WAKKA WAKKA!"

Xemuns awas pleased with this meat thing. His plan was no way to failing.