Theme: Mystery
Characters: Roxas, Xion, Demyx
Time: During Days
Word Count: 321
"We have to solve the mystery of the marketplace?" Xion asked.
"Yes." Roxas answered as the two walked through Hollow Bastion. "As well as shopping."
"Why not send Demyx on that? It's not like he'll do anything else." She paused. "No, that's not fair. Let's just say he's like a slinky."
"How so?"
"Not really good for much, but brings a smile to your face when pushed down the stairs." There was silence for a couple of seconds before the two burst into laughter.
"Hey, what's so funny?" The Melodious Nocturne himself asked, running up to the duo.
"What are you doing here?" Xion asked.
"Xemnas sent me out here to help you. Said something about me being a slinky too..."
"Really?" Xion shuddered, asking herself when she'd started to think even slightly like lord paedophile Xemnas, master of the monotone.
"So, what is the mystery?" The two looked at Demyx.
"You got no clue either?" Roxas asked.
"Nope!"
"Let's just get our other job over with while we look." Xion said, pulling out a list.
They did their shopping, then waited for Demyx, who'd disappeared somewhere.
"Hey guys!" He called, running up behind them. "I figured out the mystery!" He cheered.
"Really? What is it?" Xion asked.
"Nothing." He was met with silence. "It's true. It says so on that plaque!" He pointed at a steel plate drilled into a wall, which did indeed read 'THERE IS NO MYSTERY IN THE MARKETPLACE'.
"That... was pointless." Roxas said. "Well, we've got to head back." They headed to an alley, where Roxas opened a Dark Corridor. "See you Demyx!" The two called over their shoulders, closing the corridor before Demyx could get through.
Demyx stared, then shrugged, heading to a main road where he played Arpeggio for a while.