Inklings 7 School Days 2
Roxas sighed as he traversed the halls of the school. Everything here was so boring! The teachers knew nothing about anything important, the students were all too involved with their own peer groups to notice him or Xion...and the idiot bully seniors...were idiots.
The fools were going to get it after school. Especially if he went and complained to Axel about getting wedgied on the flag pole. Xion insisted that they refrain from casting any thundaga or using their keyblades to knock sense into the senseless, and he had reluctantly agreed.
To his ultimate humiliation.
Three wedgies, one pole wedgie, six swirlies, and one hamburger to the face later, the vesseled Nobody was about to blow his cover, summon both his trusty blades, and decimate everything within a five mile radious in a bloodrage.
So no one was more releaved than Xion when the bell rang for the last time, signal;ing her chance to drag the grumbling, growling dual-weilder to the bus and sit him down.
"That was pointless and Axel should torch the dang place!" Roxas roared.
Xion giggled and whiped ketchup out of her friend's hair "It wasn't that bad."
"Pole wedgie Xion..." Roxas snarled "Pole...Wedgie."
Needless to say, the torture had only just begun for the ill-tempered, hot-headed Nobody...