Edit: 11:43 p.m. 7/19/10
Changed "inflammable" to "nonflammable", which is the correct word. Thanks again for pointing this out to me, NightmareSyndrom!
Nonflammable
"Axel, this doesn't sound like a good idea."
"Relax! I'll have you know my plan is foolproof!"
"…I'm leaving."
"NO! Don't go!"
"The last time you called one of your plans 'foolproof', my hair was set on fire!"
"And now you have the mullet you've always wanted!"
"But I was bald, Axel! How would you like to have no hair!"
"I'm pretty sure my hair is nonflammable."
"Really? Lets test that!"
"What? NO! Demyx! Put that- !"
Roxas opened up the apartment door after a long day of summer classes, overdue projects, and working at the ice cream shop down the road to find Axel sulking in the middle of the floor while Demyx lay sprawled across the couch. He could distinctly make out the smell of something burning and automatically assumed the worst.
"Alright. What the hell did you set on fire this time, Axel?" He demanded, crossing his arms over his chest.
The redhead looked pitifully up at the freshman, his green eyes pleading for him to understand. "I didn't."
Roxas raised an eyebrow. "I can smell something burning. Unless you're trying to tell me some other pyromaniac came into our home just to light something on fire."
Axel sighed and looked away. It figured that the blond would continue to assume the worst. Though he really couldn't blame him. After all, ninety-eight percent of the time that the smell of something burning permeated the air, it was his fault. The other two percent was from Demyx overheating his amps or forgetting about food in the oven. "Rox, it really wasn't me this time! I swear! It was Demyx!"
Before Roxas had the chance to yell at Axel for lying, Demyx waved his hands to get his attention.
"It really was me. See, Axel claimed that his hair was nonflammable and well, uh…" He sheepishly scratched the back of his neck, his nose scrunching up. "Turn out it's not. Actually, it's really flammable, what with all of the spray he uses. So yeah. My bad this time!"
Roxas looked between the two in disbelief. When he finally figured that they were, for once, telling the truth (because if they were lying, it was one of the worst lies they had ever come up with) he only had one thing to ask.
"Why?"
