Okay, maybe that last one wasn't so funny, but I'm workin on it, so cool it with the hooks!
"Organization miscreants, they've found us" a guy covered in red bandages on his head and a belt on his head mumbled. "Why do you have the accent of a rich person if you're not even rich?" a man in a hood asked. "Because, I should be rich! Wouldn't it be cool?" the man answered. "Maybe for you, but whatta bout me?" the hodded man asked. "Eh, back to the problem" DiZ looked back to his computer.
Roxas shot up from his bed from another dream. "Keyblade?" he looked at his hand. "I'm really starting to think I'm gay" he moaned. As he went to the usual spot, he picked up a stick and began to pretend it was the Keyblade. "What was that all about?" he tossed it behind him. "Ouch" the man in the black hood put a hand to the spot where he got hit. "Sorry, about that" Roxas said as the man walked away. "Hooooo boy" Roxas nervously walked away.
As he walked in, Hayner handed him a popsicle (Why do they keep calling it ice cream? Ice cream is vanilla and strawberry! And what's up with the flavor sea-salt? Is there such a flavor?). "Thanks" Roxas smiled. "Do you guys think we'll be together forever?" Pence asked. "Huh? Where'd that come from?" Hayner asked. "Just thinking out loud" Pence shrugged. "I doubt we could be together forever. But isn't that what growing up is all about? It's not how often we see each other, but how often we think about each other, right?" Hayner answered. "Get that off a forturne cookie?" Pence laughed. "Uh, well" Hayner mumble as he hid the piece of paper behind his back. "Man, today is turning out to be a real drag" Hayner complained. "Maybe because of yesterday's picture thief" Pence guessed. "No, it's because summer vacation is almost over and we haven't gone to the beach yet!" Hayner jumped off that, uh, air vent whatever. "Blue seas, blue sky. Lets just get on the train and go!" Hayner turned to them, only to see them with doubt on their faces. "No? Aw c'mon!" he groaned. "In case you haven't noticed, we're broke" Roxas eplained. "Maybe you forgot, I'm smart" Hayner ran off. "Yeah, I forgot about that part" Roxas laughed (So did I).
Up on market street, his friends were looking at a poster on the wall. Hayner waved to him to come over. "Just two more days" Hayner said as he walked over. "You and I have to make the finals" he put his arm on Roxas's shoulder. "That way, no matter who wins, the four of us split the prize, Espcially if it's money" he finished. "Okay, you're on" Roxas agreed. "You two are gonna clean up" Pence said from behind Roxas. "Go get 'em" Olette cheered.
"It's a promise" Hayner said as they both put their elbows together. "Wait, what does this mean?" Roxas asked. "Uh, I forgot" Hayner shrugged. "Yeah, he's smart all right" Roxas thought. "Now lets get down to business" Hayner started. "One ticket cost 900. How much for us?" Hayner asked. Olette thought for a second. "About 36-" "Don't care! Just bring the money back to me!" Hayner ran up the street. The other three sweatdropped.
And so, Roxas began his completely weird jobs. For his job of a street performer, he took a boom box outta his pocket and turned it on. Following the beat, he started to break dance. Onlookers gathered around him and began to throw loads of cash at him, but still not enough. "On to my next job" Roxas checked performing off his list. For pushing a huge pile of cargo up a hill, he simply kicked it up, damaging whatever was inside, and whatever was in it, made screams of pain. "Thanks" Roxas walked away from the garage guy. "Now, mail delivery" Roxas got onto his skateboard. Skating by, he threw mail at a kid's eye, some birds (Why would some birds need mail anyway?) and the woman who gave him the job in which she could have given herself the letter, but decided to have somebody else do it for her! "And now back to Hayner" Roxas skated up the hill.
"Nice work, everyone" Olette started. "Woah woah woah, back up! What did all of you guys do? I didn't see you guys doing anything" Roxas complained. "As I was saying" Olette gave Roxas an evil look. "Added to what we started with, we now have..." Olette took something from behind her back. "Tada! 5000 munny!" she showed it to them. "That I earned!" Roxas screamed in his mind. "Sweet!" Hayner cheered. "Lets get tickets" Olette pointed to the station doors. Pence followed her as Hayner and Roxas stayed behind. "We can't be together forever, so we'd better make the time we do have something to remember" Hayner explained. "Huh?" Roxas asked. "Gotcha!" Hayner punched Roxas in the tummy and ran off (Hit and run!). "Yeah, das a good one" Roxas said weakly as he held his hurt tummy, tears of pain about to come from his cute little eyes.
As he walked, he was suddenly hit by something and he fell to the ground. Feet away from him, was the weapon of mass destruction: the stick from earlier. The others turned to him. Roxas began to get up when the hooded man from before was suddenly, next to him. The hooded man dragged him up and shook him closer. "What?" Roxas tilted his head. "Roxas! Three minutes!" Hayner called. "Okay" Roxas turned to him, then turned back to see nobody there. "Freaky" Roxas ran towards the doors.
"Four students" Hayner told the man or woman...thing at the ticket booth. "Roxas, the money" Pence called. "Wait" Roxas patted his chest, groin, and butt area (Why would he store his things there?), but came up with nothing. "No!" he shrugged. The others turned to him with a questioning look. Roxas thought back to when the man in the black hood knocked him down. "He took it!" Roxas thought. "Where are you going?" Olette asked. "Remember when I fell? I had the money before that. I bet that guy took it" Roxas explains. "Guy?" Hayner asked. "He couldn't have gotten too far..." Roxas guesses. "What're you talking about? There was no guy" Hayner said. "But he" Roxas tried to find his jumbled up words while a bell rung. "There wasn't...really?" he thought. The others turned to the trains and sighed. "Oh boy" Pence mumbled. "And after all the things I had to do to get that stupid money!" Roxas shouted in my mind. "CRAP!" Roxas shouted to the world. "Lets go buddy" Hayner said as they walked out the door. On top of the clock tower, they ate their so called 'ice cream' (They're gonna get fat from those). Roxas wasn't really eating his and allowed it to melt and fall on the random people below. "It's melting" Olette said. "Oh, sorry" Roxas apologized. "Cheer up already!" Hayner looked over to him. "That was definately weird though" Pence said. "Strange" Olette agreed. "You said it" Hayner joined the wording party of fun. "Can you feel Sora?" Roxas looked down. He thought back to the hooded guy who said it and sighed. And so everything went fuzzy.
"Look who's rich now!" the hooded man tosses the pouch in his hand. "Oh leave me alone" DiZ groaned. "And is it that hard to make a beach?" the hooded man asked. "We'd be giving the enemy another entry point" DiZ answered. "I'll just assume that's another excuse for saying you're lazy" the hooded man leaned against the wall. "Sure, why not" DiZ complained. "Oh, and delete that bag of money, unless you want to buy me some sea-salt ice cream" DiZ commanded. "Uh, no thanks" the hooded man kept it to himself.
In an entirely white asylum looking room, a blonde girl stood infront of a pod. "Who're you?" Roxas asked. She turned around and smiled, the witch!