Why the Organization Shouldn't Wear Black
Roxas and Sora simply began wandering through the inky black terrain, searching for any sign of their next destination. Neither of them could see anything beyond what they hoped to be the horizon. Sora broke the silence. "So, mystical heart expert, the plan is just for us to keep walking in a straight line until we find something…if there's even anything out here?"
Roxas didn't react.
"Roxas?" And so, Sora realized that there was no Roxas guiding him. He had vanished in the darkness that was their location.
"Roxas!" Sora called out in hopes of hearing him. He took a step forward and tried again. "Roxa-" He never got the chance to finish as he realized that his step suddenly felt slightly cushioned. He knelt down to feel to ground and scooped up a handful of pure black sand. "What the…"
Suddenly, just as before, the surrounding darkness shattered like glass into several shards of obsidian and dissipated. The disturbance resulted in color thrown against his environment. He now saw that he stood at the base of a twilight-colored sand dune. Looking around, there were many sand dunes lifted up and down across the land, which, I might add, was completely layered with sand. The most dramatic change was the sudden appearance of the sun, spraying the desert with sunlight and heat.
Stumbling up the dune, Sora peeped over the top and found a boy in black trying to determine his location. "Roxas!" Sora yelled as he waved towards his companion. Roxas spotted him and gestured for him to join the Nobody. Uncomfortable to the terrain change, Sora tripped over himself, staggering and rolling all the way down the sand pile. Roxas helped him up asking, "Any idea where we are?"
Sora removed his jacket and shook a waterfall of sand from it. "Well, there's only one place I can think of that has a desert like this."
He put his jacket back on and climbed the next dune on his hands and knees. When his Nobody reached him, he pointed to a small orange dot on the horizon. Roxas's eyes widened with realization. "I remember this place, too."
"Yep. Agrabah."
Unfortunately, the city of sand was probably at least four miles away from their current position. As Roxas stood tall as he trekked through the desert, Sora was already panting on his hands and knees. "Why…did the fairies…have to make…my outfit…black?" he gasped as he shielded his eyes from the omnipresent sun.
"Suck it up, will you?" Roxas retorted. "I'm wearing more black than you and I could run another mile." Four minutes later, Roxas was sprawled across the desert floor with his face in the sand.
"You were saying?" Sora asked.
"So…much…sun. I always hated this world," Roxas said, although with his face in the sand, it was more like, "Oh…uck…shun. I alwuss hatted tis erld." Sora helped him sit up and tossed him a Potion. "This will take forever with no help of any kind," Roxas pointed out. Sora perked up.
"So let's get help." Roxas gave him a quizzical look. "One moment please…" He closed his eyes and concentrated. When he believed he succeeded, Sora sat back and waited. "Here he comes…"
A minute or two went by when dark blue clouds swarmed the skies. The clouds rumbled and shook the land. Suddenly, an enormous thunderbolt erupted from the sky and zapped the land right next to Sora and Roxas. A crack appeared in the land where the lightning struck and blue smoke slowly billowed from it. The smoke shaped itself into a screaming figure until an entire blue body remained. The man snapped his fingers and suddenly hundreds of hands surrounded him, all of them applauding. "Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. You've been a wonderful audience," the blue man said. And just like that, the clouds vanished as if they'd never been there.
The hands disappeared, leaving only Sora clapping. "Nice entrance there, Genie." The Genie produced a pair of enormously thick glasses, magnifying his eyes, as he examined Sora through them. The glasses disappeared in a puff of smoke as Genie remembered.
"Sora!" The Genie put him in a headlock and gave him a noogie. "Ol' buddy, ol' pal. How've ya been? Staying out trouble with those Heartless, I hope. Any new adventures you wanna tell me about?" He gasped. "You didn't find yourself another genie to befriend, did you? Just gimme his name and I'll hunt him down. Nobody better try to swindle my-"
"Genie!" The Genie realized that he'd noogied him down to the scalp, leaving him bald.
"Oh, sorry there."
He thought a moment. "I never was fond of that haircut. How about something a little more sophisticated?" He snapped his fingers and turned Sora's hair into a powdered wig. "Nope. What about adding a little funkiness to your style?" In a poof, it turned into an afro. "Too poofy. I'm thinking more 'Hey-look-at-me'. You know, an attention grabber." Now it turned into two spikes of hair coming from both sides of his head and a red squeaky ball at the end of his nose.
"Genie…"
"Fine, fine. Whatever kind of messy, intensely spiky hair you want is your choice." Finally, it returned to Sora's average, intensely spiky hair. "But seriously, what kind of gel do you use for these weapons?" Genie poked the tip of one of Sora's spikes. It pricked his finger and deflated it like a balloon.
"Anyways, Genie, we need a ride to Agrabah."
"We?" Genie finally shifted his focus to the black cloaked boy watching this all go down. After examining Roxas with his special thick glasses, Genie said, "Is it just me, or have I seen you before?"
Roxas hesitated before answering. "Uh, yeah. We bumped into each other in the desert one time, remember?"
Genie racked his brain. "Oh, yeah. You were aimlessly wandering through the desert when we met. But then I turn my back for one second, and you ditch me. What's with that?"
"Sorry. It's nothing personally. I was just…in a hurry."
"You mean, WE were in a hurry."
"Huh?" Roxas asked.
"You know, you had that girl with you when we met, right?" Roxas thought for a minute.
"You mean Larxene? She was our only female member...I don't remember coming here with her."
"I guess so. I didn't really catch your names, but she seemed sweet. And you two looked like you made a nice couple," Genie teased. Roxas's head was now filled with confusion and horror.
"Me and Larxene?" He mentally vomited. "But, wait. She seemed…sweet to you?"
"Yeah. Cutest thing she was, too." Genie turned back to Sora, leaving Roxas to ponder on this. "So, transportation's all you need?"
"Pretty much. Just to Agrabah," Sora answered.
"You're going to that sand shack? Wouldn't you rather want to go to the Cave of Wonders? Shade, riches, evil genies you trapped for eternity waiting to take their revenge..." Genie asked.
"Nope. Just Agrabah." Genie huffed.
"Fine. If you want to visit a sand-filled ghost town for your vacation, that's your choice. If you want messy, intensely spiky hair, that's your choice as well." He whistled and in reply, a rug drifted towards them from behind a nearby dune. Roxas asked Sora, "This is all you did here? Play around with a blue man and fly on a carpet?"
"Pretty much," he replied as he took off to catch a ride on a Magic Carpet.
