Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, or Publix, or Pop-Tarts, or Bruce Wayne, or the Batcave, or anything else that's copyrighted by someone else other than me. And this is my first story, so please don't be too mean.

It Started With A Poker Game

Deep in the darkness, in the World That Never Was, King Mickey was waiting in a special room only three people knew of: The Poker Room. Finally, his waiting ended, for his poker buddies entered the room: Ansem the Wise and Xehenort. Sure, Ansem and Mickey hate Xehenort's guts, but that's exactly why they all play poker together.

"Shall we start?"asked Ansem. "Mickey, you deal today."

Fifteen minutes into the game, Xehenort finally spoke. "Men, I have a major bet to make."

"If it has anything to do with Pop-Tarts, I swear I will-"Ansem started, but was cut off by the Nobody.

"It has nothing to do with Pop-Tarts!...Okay, maybe they`re mentioned, but only as a side note! Can you hear me out?"

"This better be good..."Mickey muttered, as he put his cards down and started to listen.

"Okay,"Xehenort started, "So, last week, I was at Earth, right-"

"Wrong,"Mickey chucked, along with Ansem.

"Guys, please! This is a neutral zone! Anyway, so I was on Earth, and I was at Publix, shopping for Pop-Tarts-"

"AHA!"Mickey again interrupted. "I knew this had something to do with Pop-Tarts!"

"I wonder why he has a giant obsession with them,"Ansem wondered out loud. "I mean, though they are indeend delicious, it's no need for him to be crazy."

"But they sure are delicious! Have you tried the "S'mores" flavored one?"responded the King.

"Indeed I have. And if I might say, they are delicious when they're heated...Unless they're frozen. Have you tried them?"

The two friends started a long-winded discussion about Pop-Tarts, until Xehenort yelled, "Guys, please: SHUT UP! Seriously, it looks like I'm the only person not obsessed with them today! Anyway, while I was there, I met this one person, and they told me that they knew I was from another world. You know when you go to Earth, and they think you're cospl-"

"Xehenort, get to the point!"Mickey demanded.

"Right, sorry. Anyway, she told me that I should buy a house on Earth."

"Well, he's right. I have one. So does Mickey! Heck, last week, Sora, Roxas, and Ven purchased a nice house, pricing at 20,000 munny, or $180,000,"said Ansem.

"Yeah, and I heard Voldemort got a nice beach house in Hawaii, and Darth Vader got a nice replica of the Bruce Wayne mansion, complete with secret passage way to the Batcave, and a virtual Alfred,"commented Mickey.

"Anyway," started Xehenort, for the 3rd time, "she also said that there's a great deal on a mansion down near South Beach, Miami. And then, she said that, and I quote, 'How about you invite everyone? But I bet the Organization members and the good guys couldn't stay with each other for 2 months! Maybe less!' Can you believe it! She thinks we aren't strong enough!"

"I believe it,"chuckled Mickey.

"It was a rhetorical question! And because of that incident, I have decided to challenge you, gentleman and mouse-" "Hey!" "-that you and your 'colleagues' stay with me and my members in the mansion! I bet 1 million munny that you guys will be the first to leave!"he challanged.

"You're on!"Mickey yelled, getting up from his chair. Ansem just nodded.

"Good. Now all we need to do is just buy the mansion! Come on!"the Nobody exclaimed, getting up, along with Ansem.

"Aren't you coming?"he asked Mickey.

"Nah," he replied. "I have to write a letter."

Did you like it? I will post the next chapter hopefully soon!