Elyon: say, why are you so mean?
Fanboys: ZzZzZ … ! Oh you're talking to us………uh we are not mean…were cool…
Elyon: Riiiiiiiiiiiiight. Anyways, here is another chapter.
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After a night of fighting and snoozing Sora and Riku rested their weapons. Well… they were weapons; the wood came of Sora's sword with every hard blow he gave Riku, who was fighting like a dragon breathing fire. Riku makes fighting look easy! To Riku, Sora was a weak fly… or a dead fly. Riku went to sharpen his weapon just a little. Well he didn't want to poke an eye out.
Kairi and Irma sat on their favourite palm tree and rested their head against the wood looking into the calm ocean. Irma gazed into Riku's eye; it had that piercing look, as if he was going to hurt someone. But Riku wouldn't hurt a fly… unless that fly was Sora. Kairi looked at Sora he was building a new sword, but kept his old one because it was lucky. The sea had rotted some of the wood on his sword and it was missing half of the handle.
Irma had a rough night of clattering pans and banging pots, the sound of the tree swaying in the breeze calmed her down. She loved the way the wind blew on her face. She went over to the waterfall. That usually calms her down even more.
Sora had just finished his new sword and its better and longer then the last one. Sora knew he mustn't fight Riku again or hell be carving more wood. Sora cleared up the leftover wood from the tree and sat in the sand with his feet touching the edge of the sea. "What a day" Sora thought as the ocean waves calmed "and its only 12:00pm"
Sora moved his hands through the sand and laid back.
"The sand feels so warm…" He thought as he drifted off into sleep as the suns rays hit his face.
Selphie sat on the harbour, just above the boats that were bobbing up and down in the sea. Her legs were dangling off the edge and Tidus had just finished smoothing out the wood so there's no more splinters on Selphie's arm. Selphie loved gazing into the sea were the sun rested just above the waves. The birds in the sky always joined her when she wasn't kicking Wakka's butt! She had the urge to go do that again…
Tidus' hands were full of painful thin splinters, the worst, Tidus tried not to touch anything so he ordered Wakka the pull them out for him. It was painful but the splinters were gone. He's happy he made the harbour wood smooth. Tidus ran over to the ocean to wash his dirty hands.
"Work pays off, I am cool." he muttered to himself in joy as he sat in the burning sand.
Wakka was bouncing his ball on his head and firing it at the wall. His only crisis was his hair going wrong. Wakka loved his hair. It sticks up and it curls, that's it, nothing really bad. Tidus came over and started talking about the fact that Wakka's hair is not the best thing in the world. Tidus had a fight with Wakka but in the end they made up and went into the little cave and drew on the walls. Wakka's drawing looked a bit weird because Tidus kept knocking him.
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Elyon: That is the end of this chapter.
Fanboys: It seems a bit pointless this one.
Elyon: o.O Grrr
Riku fangirls: My favourite line "Riku makes fighting look easy" drools