The office- organization 13 style
Disclaimer: Hey, how are ya…I'm the disclaimer…you'll see me on ever story. I'm here to tell you about how the writer, Fuiji Kimaru, owns none of this and all character credit goes to the creators of the office and Kingdom Hearts.
(Ugh another boring day at the office. I wonder if Roxas is busy...)
Axel made his way up to the receptionist desk.
Axel: hey Roxas.
Roxas: oh hey Axel
Axel: what is up. Don't you hate office days. I wish we could be out fighting heartless or something.
Roxas: yea who told Xemnas that office work would help us? We're nobodies...when is this ever gunna apply to us?
Saix: this is for when we get hearts. We need to fit into society.
Saix said smart-ass like. He smirked and went back to his desk.
Axel: well I should sit back down before Xemnas gets on my ass.
Roxas: ok... Sigh
(I have a crush Roxas. If it wasn't noticeable. But he's kind of in this arranged relationship with Xion. Xemnas though it would make sense to have the keyblade wielders together. It's clear he's unhappy but he's going along with it.)
Xemnas: hey hey hey! Rox ass!
Roxas: what is it Xemnas
Xemnas: just wondering how one of the hottest worker is doing this lovely Monday.
Roxas: honestly?
Xemnas: honestly.
Roxas: well I rather be fighting heartlesses than working at this paper company early in the week.
Xemnas: oh...well just for you, you get to take the rest of the day off.
Roxas: that's very nice Xemnas... But I think I'm going to need a partner to fight with. I mean it's only safe. Isn't it your duty to protect me?
Xemnas: why yes it is. So pick someone.
Vexen: Roxas! Roxas pick me. I'm am skilled in the art of ice and water. I could shoot down heartlesses like deer. We will get alot of work done
Axel: or you could pick me and get no work done and have a really good time.
Roxas looked back and forth at the two but it was clear who he was gunna choose.
Roxas: Axel.
Vexen: what? Axel is not a hard worker like I am. He wont protect you! I beg you to reconsider!
Axel: nope
Axel grabbed his coat. And out the front doors of Dunder Mifflin.
