Naminé slid down the rock, and cried, "You did it!" She ran forward, crying, "You rescued me! You're amazing! You're-" Roxas fell down like he was somersaulting, and she continued as Sora slid down and accidentally fell on Roxas, "You're wonderful. You're…" she turned around, and walked forward. "…a little unorthodox I'll admit. But thy deed us great, and thine heart is pure. I am eternally in your debt." She curtsied, and Roxas cleared his throat, and she turned around to declare and hug him, "And where would a brave knight be without his noble steed?"

"Aw, I hope you heard that. She called me a noble steed. She think I'm a steed," he said, touched. Naminé chuckled as Sora rolled his eyes. She stood up and cried, "The battle is won. You may remove you helmet, good Sir Knight." Roxas had a panicky look on his face, and Sora awkwardly said, "Uh, no."

"Why not?"

"I…I have helmet hair."

"Please. I would'st look upon the face of my rescuer."

Sora backed up, saying, "No, no, you wouldn't-'st."

"But how will you kiss me?"

Sora was shocked. "What? That wasn't in the job description," he said to Roxas.

"Maybe it's a perk," Roxas suggested.

"No, it's destiny. Oh, you must know how it goes," Naminé said, as Sora shrugged helplessly at Roxas. "A princess locked in a tower and beset by a dragon is rescued by a brave knight, and then they share true love's first kiss."

"Hmm? With Sora? You think-Wait," Roxas said. "Wait. You think that Sora is your true love?"

"Well, yes," she confirmed.

Sora and Roxas looked at one another, and then…

They burst out laughing. "You think Sora is your true love!" Roxas wheezed.

"What is so funny?" Naminé asked, confused.

"Let's just say I'm not your type, okay?" Sora said, recovering.

"Of course, you are. You're my rescuer. Now-Now remove your helmet," she commanded.

"Look. I really don't think this is a good idea," Sora said.

"Just take off the helmet."

"I'm not going to."

"Take it off."

"No!"

"Now!" she said forcefully.

"Okay!" Sora surrendered. "Easy. As you command, Your Highness." He shook his head, and took off the helmet. She stared in shock, then looked away, then looked back. He smiled creepily, trying to break the tension.

"You-You're a-an ogre," she said. Thank you, for stating the obvious.

"Oh, you were expecting Prince Charming," Sora teasingly stated.

"Well, yes, actually. Except-" she gave up, and didn't explain further. Well, until she said, "Oh, no. This is all wrong. You're not supposed to be an ogre." She walked over to a rock, and Sora sighed and explained, "Princess, I was sent to rescue you by Lord Xemnas, okay? He's the one who wants to marry you."

"Well, then why didn't he come rescue me?"

Sora, stumped, but witty to the bitter end, said, "Good question. You should ask him that when we get there." He continued to take his armor off while walking away.

"But I have to be rescued by my true love, not by some ogre, and his-his pet," Naminé snapped, while Sora mocked her.

"Well, so much for noble steed," Roxas cracked, ticked off.

"Look, Princess, you're not making my job any easier," Sora said, walking towards her.

"Well, I'm sorry, but your job is not my problem. You can tell Lord Xemnas that is he wants to rescue me properly, I'll be waiting for him right here," Naminé said, and promptly sat down on that rock.

"Hey!" Sora snapped. "I'm no one's messenger boy." He stalked over to her as Roxas watched anxiously. He whispered, "I'm a delivery boy."

"You wouldn't dare." He picked her up, and slung her over his shoulder, and she screamed, "Put me down!"

"Ya coming, Roxas?" Sora asked, walking away.

"I'm right behind ya," Roxas said, literally walking behind him.

Naminé kept punching Sora's back, and screeched, "Put me down, or you will suffer the consequences! This is not dignified! Put me down!"

A few hours later, she had given up, and it was late afternoon. She was still slung over Sora's shoulder. She was now answering Roxas' questions, and was bored.

"Okay, so here's another question. Say there's a woman that digs you, right, but you don't really like her that way. Now how do you let her down real easy so her feelings aren't hurt, but you don't get burned to a crisp and eaten? How you do that?"

"You just tell her she's not your true love. Everyone knowest what happens when you find your-" Sora moved his shoulder slightly, and he got the reaction he wanted. "Hey!" she cried. She sighed; he had been doing that for a while. "The sooner we get to DuLoc the better," she said, annoyed.

"You're gonna love it there, Princess. It's beautiful!" Roxas informed.

"And what of my groom-to-be? Lord Xemnas? What's he like?" Naminé asked, curious.

"Well, let me put it this way, Princess," Sora said, dropping her and walking to a lake. "Men of Xemnas' stature are in short supply." Sora and Roxas laughed, Naminé got up and dusted herself off and Roxas replied, "I don't know, Sora. There are those who think little of him." Sora's face came up from the water, and the ogre and hunkey laughed.

Naminé had had enough. "Stop it. Stop it, both of you. You know, you're just jealous you could never measure up to a great ruler like Lord Xemnas," she snapped.

"Yeah, well, maybe you're right, Princess. But I'll let you do the 'measuring' when you see him tomorrow," Sora cracked.

"Tomorrow? It'll take that long?" Naminé asked, staring nervously at the setting sun. "Shouldn't we stop to make camp?"

"No, that'll take longer," Sora stated, as if it were obvious. "We can keep going."

"But…there's robbers in the woods," she protested.

"Whoa! Time out, Sora! Camping's starting to sound good," Roxas interfered.

"Hey, come on. I'm scarier than anything we're going to see in this forest," Sora reasoned, but turned to see Naminé in his face, screaming, "I need to find somewhere to camp now!" Sora and Roxas were actually scared, and birds fluttered in the distance.