I don't own Kingdom Hearts.
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A potatoe is a very versitile plant. It can be eaten, thrown, used as a torture device, make a hearty soup, read minds, get blown up, anger Norse gods, and even be used as a weapon of localized mass destruction. You may ask yourself, "How is the last one even possible? After all, it is just a potatoe." Well, you would be mostly right, it IS just a potatoe. I once believed that as well. I'll have you know, however, that the humble potatoe has much more power than you may ever believe. Perhaps a story would help you understand?
Very well...
The last time the potatoe's mighty power was unleashed, at least partly, was some years ago in a place called Destiny Islands. More specifically, in the Super Kitchen near the mayor's house. At the time only two people were inside. The first was Sora, a powerfull young man who weilded the legendary Keyblade. He was peeling potatoes with a potatoe peeler, and looked very bored.
The other's name was Riku. While he didn't have a keyblade, he was very powerfull in his own right. A knife in hand, he was also peeling potatoes, not suprisingly, with much more skill than Sora.
"Hey, Riku. Why are we doing this again?"
Riku sighed, and not for the first time that day, as he glanced at the numerous floor-to-ceiling piles of potatoes. "Because we promised to help out with the town feast."
"Oh." Sora returned to peeling. For a while, that was the only sound between them. Then, Riku had an idea. Smirking, he muttured something over his knife, then took a particularily sharp swipe at a potatoe. Watching the results almost gleefully, he turned his head.
"Hey, Sora."
He looked up. "Yeah?"
"Think fast!" Sora suddenly had to dodge a speeding potatoe skin, and watched as it embedded itself in a wall. Apparently not horrified in the least that he had nearly been killed by a potatoe skin, he muttered something over his potatoe peeler. "This should speed things up." He said cheerily, then returned fire.
"Definetly." Agreed Riku as he dove behind a table.
And the battle began.
It started slowly, each combatant upending tables and gauging the others skill. Simple potshots quikly escalated into rapid fire, potatoe skins whistling through the air at near super-sonic speeds, yet they hit only walls, tables, and other potatoe skins.
Confident of the other's skill, they began, like everything else they ever had and ever would compete in, to show off. They started with simple things, from Riku rushing up and launching himself diagonally off a wall, to Sora cutting up a potatoe with another potatoe. Then, Sora decided it would be dramatic to slow down time, and so he did, keyblade glowing brightly. Of course, this made it reletively simple to dodge, so Riku set any skins he shot off on fire. This, he realized, was a bit stupid, so they both encased the room in a thin layer of ice.
The battle only ended when they ran out of potatoes.
Riku, ever the smart one, said, "Our job here is done. Now, let's leave."
"I concure." Sora said, a silly grin on his face. "Hey, bet I can't beat you to the ocean!"
"You're on!"
That was when they walked out, I walked in, and the building collapsed.
It was nearly a week before I could speak again, and nearly a month before I could peice together what happened. Since then, I have never underestimated the power of a potatoe.
The End