Once a Somebody
By Lynx of Organization VI
Rating: PG
Summary: The first six members of the Organization were once the apprentices of Ansem the Wise...but what about the other six? A look into the Somebodies of #7 through #12, and the Disney worlds they may have come from.
Author's Notes: The ideas came from chatting with Gext, who gets credit for a bunch of them, plus from another Roll-of-the-Dice challenge. (One of the chapters is the same as the themeset drabble.)
Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts and its characters belong to Square and Disney, not me.
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Rick Amaliu was never one for company. But because his date was finally coming over to his place tonight, he had to make sure the house was perfect. Especially the front garden...nothing like rows of pristine hibiscus to impress the women. He wished he could grow roses, but the tropical climate made them difficult to care for.
He was just about done with pruning as the afternoon sun blazed through the palm trees, signaling the end of classes and the onset of children. He stood and wiped the sweat from his forehead, hoping none of them would bother him today.
But one did. A stump of a girl with dark skin and hair walked up, with a dog on a leash in tow.
At least, it might have been a dog. It was fat and blue, with no tail, stumpy legs, huge ears and frightening black eyes. Rick tried to ignore it, but still couldn't help blurting out...
"That's the ugliest dog I've ever seen!"
The girl turned to him with a frown. "His name is Stitch and he's my dog," she proclaimed. "I don't care if he's ugly, Mr. Ramaliu."
Rick was caught off-guard by her reply, until he realized the name change. "I believe you mean Rick."
"But your mailbox says Ramaliu," the girl said, pointing at his mailbox.
He glanced at said mailbox and dismissed it with a flippant wave. "It says 'R. Amaliu.' Two names. Don't you children learn this in school?"
The girl just shrugged. "Ramaliu sounds kinda weird. You should switch it around a bit, like, uh..." She twisted her skirt in her hands. "Like Lumaria."
Rick could've cringed out how gay that sounded. Couldn't any guy be concerned with appearance without being automatically gay? And why was he even thinking that, anyway?
"Look, I've got a lot to do, so if you and your ugly dog could just—"
Then he saw it. While he'd been arguing with the girl, her dog had ripped out every single hibiscus in the garden. It now sat in the ruined soil, burbling wickedly.
Rick's expression could've cleaved a tree in two. His hands twitched as if ready to strangle. "You...your THING...my flowers!..."
The girl quickly caught on that she was in serious trouble, and yanked the blue dog back to her side. "Well, um...you shouldn'ta called him ugly!"
"I'll TEACH YOU about what to call things!"
The girl and her dog raced away from his house, with the dog emitting something like an evil laugh. Rick chased them as far as the street before they were gone, and the girl yelled back, "and you shouldn't pick on little girls!"
