It's chapter three! Yippee! You better keep reviewing! Sorry it's a little late. Last night was movie night, and Axel and I went to Blockbuster to rent Final Fantasy VII Advent Children, and it was just a pain in the ass. Again. The people there still think we're crazy. More on that later, though.

Muahahaha! You're going to have to wait! ; K

"Demyx, put us down!" scolded Laura.

"Sorry. It's just been a while!" he winked.

I looked around at all the chairs. After seeing a big, pink, fuzzy one, I decided to guess who owned each chair.

I pointed to the big, pink one "That's Marluxia's." I smiled. Next to it, there was one that was shaped like a dice. "That's Luxord's. And that-," I pointed to one with flames going up the sides, "Is yours, Axel."

I started to continue, but a certain chair caught my eye. It was a pretty normal shaped chair, but it had a horse-print. It was familiar, so, I took a guess. "This one's mine!" I laughed. I love horses. Got a problem with that! No? Good. Let's keep moving then.

Axel nodded. "You remember a little bit, then."

"It does look familiar." I smiled.

"Yay!" cheered Demyx.

"That one is mine!" added Laura, pointing to a cushy purple chair.

"Yup. Right next to mine." Demyx winked.

Laura turned to me and whispered "This guy and his creepy mullet are creeping me out."

I sniggered a little bit. "Maybe if you played Kingdom Hearts ever, you would know who everyone is."

"Well, it's no problem for me. You keep shouting out their names on sight." She sneered.

"Then what's the guy with the mullet's name?" I scoffed.

"Uh…Um…. It's on the tip of my tongue…" she stuttered.

Demyx tried to cough his name, but Laura wasn't catching on. Finally, Axel intervened with a "Maybe you need a drink of water, Demyx. You guys need to see the kitchen anyway."

We all nodded in agreement. Axel led us just around the corner. The place was huge, at least, in comparison to my kitchen, which in itself was pretty big. When we came in, Luxord was standing there drinking straight from the milk carton.

"HEY!" yelled Demyx "You're the one who's been drinking straight from the milk carton! You even blamed me!"

Luxord froze. He sprayed milk and spit everywhere, including on us.

"You better not tell superior." He threatened. "Oh, and welcome back ladies." He opened a portal and stepped through to who-knows-where.

"Yes, welcome back indeed." grumped Laura. "Spit all over us first. Nice. Real smooth."

I was already looking through all the cabinets and the pantry and everything. They really needed to go grocery shopping. Oh that's a thought: Organization XIII in a supermarket. Maybe I'll use it in a fan fic.

"Okay, I'm ready to wake up now. This is as weird as I want things to get."

I sighed. "Me too. This has been a nice dream and all, but I really should get back to reality. I have to get my summer reading done and get school supplies."

Axel shook his head. "You think this is a dream? So that's why you've been acting all weird. Everyone else is all emotionless and depressed at first."

I didn't want this dream to end. "Stop it; I know it's a dream, even though figments of my imagination are telling me it isn't."

Axel and Demyx looked at each other.

"Okay, then prove to us we're not dreaming." Laura, smiling proudly, crossed her arms.

"Yea, good idea." I smiled at my friend.

"Okay." Demyx said. Him and Axel exchanged glances.

Axel waved his fingers in front of me. I screamed when I realized what he was doing.

"Tickle fight!" I yelled.

I drove straight for him, but after a few seconds, I realized the hard way that Axel isn't ticklish. He just smiled at me, as I made my sad attempts to tickle his neck. "Oh shit."

All he did was wave his fingers, and I was started running away, laughing and shrieking. I sounded just like I used to when I was little, and my dad would tickle me. Sometimes, just to torture me, he'd pick me up by my feet and tickle my feet, as I hung helplessly, shrieking and laughing.

He chased me as I ran back into the 'living room'. I ran in circles a few times around the room. I wanted to prove this wasn't a dream, but despite my bubbly mood, I didn't want to be tickled. Eventually, Axel caught me. He pinned me to the ground and tickled me.

Xigbar just happened to walk in then. Perfect timing. "Not cool dude. She just got back! And get a room would ya?"

I got up, gasping for breath "Okay! I believe! It's not a dream! And that is not," I threw eye daggers at Xigbar "what we were doing. You won the tickle fight, Axel."

Lesson learned: NEVER use a tickle fight to settle disputes. You're only setting yourself up for criticism.

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