AN-PaperKettle- Hello! This is our second story together on and it's full to the brim with pairings! Ok, so in this story, the characters I'm writing are; Axel, Cloud and Demyx. This is the prologue so the other chapters will be longer and include more information and the other pairings come in /personally I can't wait for Cloud. so yeah… I'll stop blabbering now so you can read the damn thing.
DORKFACE – Yeppp back so soon huh? I'm sick of adding frigging words to my Microsoft Word Dictionary, piss annoying. Anyywhooo, I'm writing Roxas, Zexy and Leon /faints/. The plot bunny for this story popped out of a history textbook bahaha, I'm so cool.
Disclaimer – FAN FICTION, F-A-N got it memorised? Yeah epic fail. --
Roxas sighed heavily and shoved his "regulation gas mask" into his bag. Stupid, ugly thing. What was the point in lugging it around, no one seriously believed they would be gassed so why bother? Roxas was not a happy bunny. Who would be, standing on train platform with your hyperactive, very clingy, slightly depressed younger twin brother and you're very out of character, still very sadistic weeping mother? Still fiddling agitatedly with his messenger back, Roxas focused back on the conversation his mother was having with a brick wall, because let's face it know one was listening.
"...So –sob- look after Sora –sniff- and don't for get to write and, if I don't reply don't worry, I'll be okay. I'll probably be too busy with all work I'm doing for the ATS." Larxene managed to choke out.
"Okay mum. We'll be fine." Roxas patted his mother on the back. It was really strange to see his mother like this. She never showed weakness, ever. It was really scary. He was brought back to earth from his pondering to hear his headmaster's voice ringing out over the platform.
"Over 14's this way, get your arse's into gear." Roxas had to chuckle. Trust Mr Luxord to try to lighten up the mood.
"Okay boys. Time to go. I'll keep you posted on what Clouds up to. Don't worry and TRY TO KEEP TOGETHER YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE BROTHERS LIKE." Larxene had to shout the last bit to be heard over the hustle and bustle. She sniffed and wiped her eyes as she watched her two youngest sons be herded onto the train.
Roxas held onto his brothers shaking hand as he led the way into a compartment. It was occupied by some kids from their class. He led Sora to the seat by the window. As the train pulled away from the station Roxas held his sobbing brother quietly and gazed out of the window until he could no longer see the grimy windows of London. He looked away from the window a buried his nose into slightly greasy cinnamon locks.
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Axel stood with his hands on his manly hips, pouting. Now, it may not seem a very Axel thing - to pout - but hell he thought he had every reason to be doing so. And he thought he could pull it off but lets not destroy his useless dreams now.
Anyway.
Axel was pouting. And after he realised his pouting would not work, the redheaded pyro resorted to glaring. He narrowed his acid green eyes and leant forwards to emphasise his deadly glare or doom.
Fifty multicoloured chocobo's glared back.
After stomping repeatedly like a toddler, Axel pointed a finger at the annoying birds.
"Look guys, I let you out of your pen for an hours exercise. How long has it been? THREE HOURS. Now you little shits need to get back into your pens before some goddamn feathers GET RUFFLED. Do you hear me you sons' of-"
He was cut off from his rampage by uncontrollable laughter from behind. Axel slowly turned to face his older brother, who was currently trying not to fall over and failing badly.
"Y-y-your f-face, yo!" He choked out, "Awww, my little brother can't h-handle a couple of b-birds!" This announcement came with free cooing noises. Axel spun to fully face Reno now, scowling.
"Oh yeah?! Like you're any better at it, you jerk! I'd like to see you try and get them back into their pens! Their EVIL I tell you. E. V. I. L." Reno had managed to pull himself together and to his feet as his little brother ranted and was now coolly surveying the chocobos (of doom).
"Calm down Ax. I sure with both our help we'll be able to get the bastards back into their pens in no time… We'll be late to go pick up our brat though." He added the last part as an afterthought, stroking his chin. Axel frowned in confusion,
"'Our brat'? What are you talking about?" Reno stared at him blankly.
"Axel… do you remember anything I ever tell you?"
"…Yes?" 'Hey it can't hurt to try.' Reno glared. 'Oh well.'
"The evacuation's today, idiot. Since we got the room an' that, we got to home some random kid. And now because you couldn't handle a few birds, we're gonna be left with the scraps. I didn't WANT scraps Axel. I blame YOU, yo." A kid, huh? Well they could use an extra pair of hands. Dear god he hoped it wouldn't have to be a girl, she'd be useless on the farm they owned. As the brother's began herding their unruly flock, Axel occupied his thoughts with who would be coming to live with them. He smiled.