For this one I didn't want to bring back the whole metaphorical puzzle thing again, so I decided to do a chapter that really doesn't have anything to do with anything.

Disclaimer: As usual, I don't own anything.

Boredom

There was absolutely nothing to do on snow days. The dark corridors didn't work when there was a blizzard outside of the castle, probably due to some kind of interference. These kinds of days were very rare, but they were still dull, nonetheless. Zexion didn't happen to be in the mood for reading, which was also just as rare as these snow days. And so he went to his closet and pulled out an old box.

"Hello, old friend," He said as he dusted off the lid of his favorite ten thousand piece puzzle, and went to work on it.

A/N: So yeah, this is really just a nonsense chapter. And I can't remember where I got the idea from that dark corridors don't work when it's snowing heavily...