It all started with a sneeze:
Chapter three-
It's Axel not Emril!
Axel had gone back downstairs and into the kitchen and started pacing…
"104, that's really not good, what do I do…. Oh yeah! The best thing for a cold is some nice hot soup."
He looked in all the cabinets and found all the ingredients he needed, then found a large pot and set it on the stove. Then he combined all his ingredients and turned on the heat. About five minutes later he started to get impatient.
"Why the heck does it take so long for this stove to heat up, maybe I could help it out a little bit." He pulled out his weapons and attempted to add more heat to the stove, but instead missed and hit the wall…
"Oh crap oh crap oh crap, Roxas is gonna kill me if I burn the house down, oh I know what to do!" Axel grabbed the phone and dialed the first # that came to mind. Less than a minute later a dark hole appeared and out popped…
"Demyx, I've never been so glad to s—actually I've never been glad to see you."
"Hi to you to Axel, woah, looks like you set Roxas' kitchen on fire, nice job."
"Don't give me sarcasm, just put it out!"
"Chill man, I'll do it."
After Demyx put out the fire and left, Axel was left with no ingredients for soup. So he did the next best thing…
"Oh Roxas, look, I brought you some wonton soup!"
"Thanks man."
This chapter proves that when all else fails, order Chinese.
