Roxas: The usual disclaimer, the authoress does not own anything but the ocs and the ideas. Credits to Princess of Rose for beta-ing it…And it's a bit quiet since Muarry went errand running.

-Three weeks and five days later-

"Please. My name is Lando, and this is my nephew, Han." Vexen introduces himself and Marluxia to an enormously fat mayor, Governor Phatt; this guy is so obese that he has to remain in bed where tubes deliver his food. The two Nobodies are freed from their mailbox, finding themselves in a bedroom of the Phatt Island governor.

"Vexen. Marluxia. I had knowledge of you both before I ordered your crate to be open. You both will be handed to Capt. LeChuck, beause he has a bounty on your heads." The governor tells them. "The reason why I had the crate open was because I figure that you two are probably starving from your long journey."

Vexen scowls, whereas Marluxia rolls his eyes at this statement. If he was not handcuff to the senior founder, Mayor Phatt is going to die right now by his own bare hands. The two nobodies are gangly from being inside a crate for so long. Their hair is filled with sweat and rancid stench.

"Now, guard, take our guess to their hotel room." The guard pulls on their voodoo chain and drags them away. The guard is a huge burly man with huge muscles. The man was wearing a Spanish conquistador metal breastplate and helmet.

Marluxia is infuriated. "I will be back! I will be back!" He screams as the guard drags them away by their handcuffs.

-Inside Phatt Island jail-

"Stay guard, Walt. I'll return to relive you in a few hours." The jailer tells the hound dog, to whom he hands the keys, and walks away. Now, Walt is a black and brown spotted hound, with a mean guard look to him. He stands outside the jail cell with the keys in his mouth.

The Phatt Island jail is small, compared to the Fort Charles jail in Port Royale world; there are two jail cells, though apparently Vexen and Marluxia's cell are next to a skeletal mate who appears to have been there a lot longer than they. At the far corner there is a rickety three-legged stool that's under the writing drawer/ miniature bookshelf, where the jailer keeps his knickknacks and oddiments. The floors are made of cobblestones and the only exit is the arch doorway.

"Good thing I have these doggie biscuit in my person." Vexen says as he reaches into his coat pocket. Marluxia found his respect for Vexen rising at the prospect that they are going to get out so soon. The Chilly Academic then wags the small bone shape biscuit through the cell bars, attempting to entice the guard doll to come. "Here, Walty, (whistles)."

Walt approaches, puts down the keys on the floor, and sniffs Vexen's doggie treat. Then he retreats, picks up the keys, and distances himself from the cell.

"Why did he leave?" Marluxia questions.

"Oops, these are the dog biscuits I intend to use on Roy." Vexen explains. "I had two kinds of dog biscuits in my pockets, the ones in my left are drench in a draught that renders the victim unconscious, while the other…Well, Zexion told me to carry the undraught ones, he grounds it and puts it into the food that Saïx consumes." Marluxia thought that last month's salad with dry bacon bits tasted a bit odd, but Saïx and Xemnas are suckers for Zexion's cooking. That explains why the Chily Academic gets to experiment on the Lunar Diviner and the Superior half of the time. Kaya winces at the thought.

"Roy is a dog that has keys in his mouth, too, but he was found in the Port Royale world. I intend to bring him to Never Was for experimentation," The Graceful Assassin hears his mentor explain.

Marluxia sighs, exasperated. "Right."

"I never met Roy, but I read of him in our reports whenever a member ends up behind bars."

-3PM-

The temperature rises underneath the afternoon sun. The burly jailer came and sat down on his chair. "Hey, Walt, you can go now." The hound gives him the keys. The dog then leaves, Marluxia then watches as the happy pooch darts out the door, how he wishes that it where him instead - free of being a jailbird, and free of being handcuff to Vexen.