Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, State Farm, Super Princess Peach, Pokemon, Final Fantasy, or Milk Duds.
Walking out of the studio, Sora laughed and put his hands behind his ridiculously spiky head in a relaxed manner. "Another great day of filming!" Strutting next to Sora, Riku nodded in agreement as Sora queried, "So how much longer until we're all finished with Kingdom Hearts III?"
Riku shrugged. "Probably after they make a few more of the spin-offs. I heard they've written Super Princess Kairi for the DS and a Heartless, Nobody, and Unversed version of Pokemon called Turquoise Version or something, since they're running out of ideas for names. They added me as the sixth gym leader, fighting with a stacked team of the 'dark type' to fit my personality. Typical."
"Oh yeah, I remember them talking about that. I'm not in it, but Pikachu was redesigned and given spiky blond hair so he could be Cloudchu instead, complete with a special Omnislash atta-" Sora stopped his stroll, gaping at the sight before him. "Riku, is that your car?"
"Affirmative," Riku replied with a grin as Sora ogled the shiny black sports car. "I bought it with the royalties they gave me!"
"Shotgun!" Sora called needlessly, jumping excitedly on the balls of his feet.
Riku rolled his eyes. "Sora, there's no one else here to get-"
"IT'S THEM!"
Sora and Riku froze faster than one of Demyx's water clones being whalloped by Vexen's ice powers of doom. "Oh, crud."
The fan girls had found them.
"To the car!" Riku hollered as he and Sora fled from failed cosplayers, Keyblade wannabes, and dull females wearing homemade T-shirts portraying their favorite pairings. Sora had to smack away manicured hands as he shut himself inside Riku's car. "Drive, car, drive!"
Riku stuck a wimpy key into the ignition (you'd think they'd save money on keychains by just using their Keyblades, but NOOO). "Back off, you bunch of overzealous-" The sound of crunching metal and shattering glass interrupted him as a baseball bat careened into his windshield, showering everyone with a cascade of lethal glass confetti.
"My CAR!" Riku hissed in fury.
Sora closed his eyes and crossed his fingers. "Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there!"
Vanitas popped into the backseat. "Hey," he said without much interest.
"With bulletproof windows!" Riku added. New windows appeared to replace the broken, and, amusingly, one fan girl crushed her right hand trying to obliterate the new windows.
"And some bear tranquilizer!" Sora cried. Cackling like a banshee, Vanitas snapped his fingers for dramatic effect as he conjured a tranquilizer gun for Sora. Flashing his insurance agent a grateful smile, Sora summoned his Keyblade, rolled down the window, and shot darts and beams of light into the crowd.
"And a couple bishōnen!" Riku shouted when the crowd did not wane.
Marluxia and Zexion materialized in the backseat next to Vanitas. "What the-"
That was all they managed to say, because it was then that Riku and Sora hurled them out of the car via sunroof and into the mob.
"OMG!" the gaggling girls screeched as the two pretty boys collided with the asphalt. The car vanished, but they only had eyes for "Marly-Poo" and "Zexy-Kins", as they were affectionately dubbed.
Up on the roof of the studio, Sora regarded the havoc below and said, as an afterthought, "And some Milk Duds!" The box of chocolates in his hand, he, Riku, and Vanitas plopped down on the ground to watch the mayhem.
My favorite is still Geico...