This chapter was inspired by Do a Barrel Roll's Would the Real Ansem Please Stand Up. Enjoy and remember I own Nothing.
"So why is it you want therapy?" Pooh Bear asked.
"We all look alike in some way you crazy old coot," Vanitas harshly responded with his usual ax-crazy smile.
"He is just a palette swap of me," Sora said.
"Chronologically, my game came first," Vanitas said.
"Release wise, mine came first," Sora responded.
"At least you two have some difference between yourselves," Roxas said.
"I just don't get why Xion is here," Ventus said call him Ven.
"For some convoluted reason that the plot refuses to tell us," Roxas started, "Xigbar sees her as you."
"And the time I turned into Sora," Xion added, "I thought the plot explained it well."
"At least my hair is natural," Vanitas said still arguing with Sora.
Sora walked over to Pooh Bear's wooden phone.
"Hello Aqua, Vanitas is here in the Hundred Acre Wood. He called you fat and says he could have taken you in the Keyblade Graveyard if he wasn't holding back." Sora lied into the phone.
"And I thought I was pure darkness," Vanitas said ready to run for his life. He did as Aqua arrived and pursued him from the Hundred Acre Wood to Neverland.
"Now let's get some real therapy done here," Pooh Bear said.
"You have 20 minutes. I have to go to a Kairi clone support group next," said an obvious person.