Chapter 4

Battle Royale

Olette ran through the main plaza of the mall, following the flash of yellow that kept disappearing around the cornor. She ran, her dress stained with pink lemonade; but you know what? The brunette did not care! Nope, she did NOT care at all! She didn't care how she looked anymore, she just wanted to get her hands on that bag before Selphie put her dirty little paws on it. I've worked too far to let it slip away from me now! People gave her odd looks, but these stares just melted off the girl as she sliced through the air, trying her best to catch up with Selphie. This day has been a total nightmare, first she mixed up her munny pouch with Vivi's, then she was forced spending an hour to help Fuu pick the perfect outfit! (Which was totally unsuccessful) Then she had to finish looking around for Vivi, and when he finally found him she faced a new dilemma: Selphie! Of course she didn't know she'd have shopping rival until now! She totally didn't see that coming I should've sensed this before... In Olette's pass conversations with Selphie, they always oozed about extravagant purses and bags that they've found in various malls. However those bags were usually way to expensive, so they couldn't buy it. Finally a door has opened, and this will probably be the last time she'll see this door open. She needed to get there first! She just had too... Thinking about it, Olette couldn't really blame Selphie at all; she would've done the same.

Selphie continued to run for her life toward the Prada store; Olette wasn't too far beyond her though. Shopping and munny were very powerful influences, they could transform an innocent, naive girl into raging shopoholics! Selphie didn't deny her metamorphisis, she would've done anything to get her hands on that Prada bag! Selphie hoped that the lemonade trick wouldn't put a dent in the two females friendship, after all they've been so close ever since Sora and Roxas introduced them to one another. Maybe I should let her have the bag...Is it really worth our friendship? Selphie shook her head; Yea right! she smirked as she continued to run in the direction of the Prada store. She had a slight advantage over the brunette, after all she has trained with Wakka and Tidus numerous times before! She was actually quite the avid fighter; Selphie continued to race through the large halls of the mall, jumping over trashcans and benches. Must get there... Selphie wasn't in the mood to be nice, she's always nice. It was time to be selfish for one second in her life!

No...NO! ONE MORE HOUR! Only one more hour was left until the Prada store opened; she needed to get to her destination as quick as she can. The line is probably long, but I still have a chance! Tucking her phone back into her purse, Olette continued to chase after Selphie. She was determined to outrun islander, she didn't care if her feet got blisters the next day! She didn't care if her clothes were all ripped and dirty! She just wanted to cradle that orgasmic leather in her arms. You can do it...You can do it! Olette needed to motivate herself, otherwise she would've ended up suddenly tired and unwilling to go on. She couldn't let her win! Running after Selphie, Olette finally saw the girl stop in her tracks. Haha! She stopped! I win! Olette smiled happily as she prepared to pass the girl; however when she saw what Selphie saw she would come to a screeching halt as well. The store was open, and people were already all over the Prada merchandise. A tense Olette turned her head toward Selphie, Selphie did the same; the two locked shocked gazes together. But they said it opened at 10:00 AM... Without hesitation the two bolted off toward the entrance of the store, the bag had to still be there! There was still a chance!

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Larxene, No.12, The Savage Nymph of Organization XIII walked through the various displays set up within the Prada store that just opened. She didn't really like spending her time in Twilight Town, let alone a mall, with [ipeople[/i. However she needed something fresh and new, she hasn't been shopping in forever! The sadist may be an intense fighter, but she also beleived in class and style; Prada was the perfect place to adress her needs. The people inside the store were grabbing everything they could, which disgusted the female; "People are so pathetic..." she merely said to herself as she looked through a rack of Prada belts. There hasn't been much to do within the Organization latley, everyone was really on their on at the moment. Which was really boring for the sadist, she wanted to see pain, she wanted to see suffering! Of course she was now reduced to shopping in a public place with these greddy ass pigs who wanted everything they could get their hands in.

Looking around, Larxene boredly examined at a couple of Prada shoes placed on the wall; all of them were exquisite high heels that looked like a pain to walk in. The Savage Nymph found no interest in high heels, what was the point of them? If you can't fight with them on, then their were no good. "Excuse me ma'm, do you need any help?" a young woman leaned foreward toward the Nypmh with a smile. M-ma'm!? Electric sparks began to fly out of Larxene's upper chest area as she grabbed the shirt collar of the girl. "And who are you calling ma'm? Your the one whose despreatley trying to cover your wrinkles. You don't think I can see through that cover up? Hah!" Larxene let go of the girl who scurried away from the sadist in tears. "People just have no manners these days..." she said with a sniff as she turned to explore more of the store.

"God this is so damn boring..." she muttered to herself as she absently walked in a random direction. Looking at a stack of blouses, Larxene caught something extremley beautiful, something that she could actually wear! The purse was a sleek black, and had a sparkling silver buckle clapsed to it. The words PRADA were stamped right next to the silver buckle; "Now were talking!" Larxene didn't think she'd find anything in this drabby store, but she has found something that would go perfectly with her Organization cloak. Is black really that hard of a color to find? Putting a gloved hand on it, Larxene could feel an instant connection between the object and herself. "I think I'll get th-" Larxene raised an eyebrow in curiosity; two more hands were found on the opposite side of the bag. The hands belongs to the twin train wrecks Olette and Selphie. Both of them held on to a strp on the bag, while Larxene looked at them with a confused expression. She suddenly burst out into laughter.

"What do you think your doing?" "This is MY bag!" snapped Olette as she breathed heavily. "No way, I was here first!" said Selphie with a sneer as she tugged on her strap. "Umm excuse me! You two twerps aren't competent enough to handle something like this. So why don't you get lost!" said Larxene, pulling the Prada bag toward her. Olette and Selphie were quick, as they began pulling the straps of the purse into their own directions. "Let go of it! Like I said it's mine!" "Well I don't see your name on it!" shouted Selphie. "Get the hell off my purse!" barked Larxene, giving it another forceful tug. "You get off!" "No you!" "Psycho bitches!" A full war had suddenly begun between the three females, each wanted the bag for their own personal uses. Olette because it's her dream, Selphie because she wanted to be the coolest girl around Destiny Islands, and lastly Larxene who needed an accessory for her Organization cloak. "Let go! It's not like you need it!" yelled Olette. "Never!" "Bug off!" The three continued to bicker over who would get to purchase the purse.

"That's it!" Larxene's free hand suddenly was clenched, several kunai knives suddenly appeared, wedged between her kunckles. Raising her hand up she pointed the knives at the two girls; they sparkled vehemently with electricity. Larxene was not kidding, she wasn't in the mood for a tug-of-war; that bag was as good as hers, there was no mistake about that. Olette and Selphie both dropped their straps as Larxene yanked the bag away from them; "Good choice." she mused as she turned around to proceed to the casheir. Suddenly the crack of some kind of whip was heard, Larxene's hand suddenly seared with pain. She dropped the Prada bag and examined her gloved hand, angrily she looked down to see that the Parada bag was gone. "What the-?" "Hey, that didn't mean you could take it!" Selphie now aimed a crack of her jumprope at Olette who tried to dive for the cash register. "Oh no you don't." Larxene sped like lighting and grabbed onto the bag, wrenching it from the girl's fingers. Of course now the sadist faced the wrath of Selphie's jumprope attack, which cracked on the woman's shoulders. Larxene let out a grunt of pain and shot a viper glare towards Selphie; "Who do you think you're attack?!" With a swift hand Larxene threw four of her kunai knives at Selphie who dived behind a display of Prada shirts. The shirts ended up being ripped to shreds, but Selphie was at least safe.

That was enough distraction for Olette to pull a sneak attack and grab the Prada bag away from Larxene. The electric blonde turned around, about to launch another barrage of kunai knives when suddenly her hood was pulled over her head. "Hey!-" Selphie pushed the sadist out of the way as she lunged for Olette, tackling her against a rack of belts. Pulling the bag away Selphie sprung towards the casheir until Selphie was suddenly struck by a lighting bolt. A charming cackle rang through the Prada store as Larxene walked up to the beaten down Selphie. Taking the bag with ease the Nymph made her way toward the pay counter; Olette's eyes widened at Larxene's sudden attack power. Wow she's powerful... Olette felt a little useless, after all she didn't know any spells or have any weapons. "Selphie!" Running toward her friend Olette kneeled down next to her, propping her head on her lap. "Selphie are you okay?" The girl nodded and clumsily stood up; "Just a little jittery from the shock..." she said, scratching her head. "But that's not important. We can't have Larxene steal the bag from us! We must get it back!" Olette and Selphie had their encounters with Larxene before but they were always with Roxas and Sora when that happened. Now they were all alone, it was up to them to stop her!

Larxene whistled a victorious tune as she awaited her turn in line; it was at that time the sadist felt something wrap around her foot. "Eh?" Looking down, Larxene suddenly lost her balance and fell flat on the floor. "Good job Selphie!" Olette high hived the light brown haired who pulled her jumprope back into a battle position. "It's nothing!" she giggled. Larxene scrambled up and pointed another set of kunai knives at the girl; "I'm sick of dealing you. You little brat!" Before Larxene could attack Selphie, pain shot up through the Nymph's back. It was Olette who had broken an arm off of one of the stores mannequins. Quickly the brunette grabbed the Parada bag and held onto it tightly, scared and a little bewildered that she just attacked an Organization member. But suddenly both girls were blasted away as Larxene began to spark severley with electricity. Lighting bolts zapped various displays around the Prada store, causing buyers to flee from their shopping binges. Even the cashier jumped over the counter and ran away screaming after a lighting bolt nearly hit her. The Parada store had turned into a complete war zone!

"You two are really ticking me off." said Larxene as she charged herself with electricity. "I'm going to finish you here and now! Starting with you, jumprope girl." Larxene turned toward Selphie, and charged her kunai knives to the very max. "Say hello to the those in the afterlife for me!" Before Larxene could launch her attack, the mannequin hand Olette was holding boomeranged right into the sadist's head. Olette made a dash to get away from the scene but Larxene quickly sprinted toward her and grabbed ahold of the brunette. "You think it's that easy?" she cooed in her ear, Olette struggled in the girl's grasp. This whole battle the Savage Nymph has not been thinking, she totaly underestimated the two girls. And so she forgot about Selphie by focusing her attention on Olette, which meant Larxene was open for an attack. Selphie cracked her jumprope on Larxene's back as hard as she could. Larxene stumbled, which gave Olette the chance to elbow her in the stomach. Running away from the sadist, Olette tryed to flee from the mall as fast as she could. I wish Roxas and Hayner were here... Was this all really worth it for a bag? A PRADA bag? Olette was scared and terorized, but she battled on for the sole purpose of owning the prized purse. The bag she's worked so hard for, the bag of her dreams!

She didn't get really far, Selphie sent her whip flying like a slingshot, entagling themselves around the brunette's legs. "Did you think I forgot about you?" Selphie grabbed the bag away from Olette and began her mad dash toward the malls exit. Olette's eyes filled with tears as the light brown haired girl fled with her purse. But did you really think that this is the end? A barrier of lighting immediatley rose, blocking Selphie's path. Olette turned her head to see an animated Larxene, ready to fling another set of her kunai knives at the girl. "You've been such a bad little girl...It's time for a spanking." Larxene shot out her four knives, Selphie did her best to dodge but two of them managed to hit her. One of them cut her shoulder while the other cut her leg. The Destiny Islander squirmed with pain as she dropped the bag and fell to the floor. Larxene then turned toward Olette, she wasn't about to make the same mistake again. The Savage Nymph knew Selphie was down and out for the count; all she had to do was eliminate the other girl. "Now for the grand finale!" Larxene charged her hand with lighting; sparks sizzled and shot out like fireworks into the air.

Olette got up and backed away from the sadist, bumping into a trashcan; looking inside it she saw a quarter filled bottle of water, poking up from the various trash people had thrown in there. Something then shot through her mind like a bullet; something from science class. When the brunette was paying attention of course. Water conducts electricity... Olette then sharply turned her head toward Larxene who smiled devilishly at the emerald eyed girl; "Enough suspense! Say goodbye!" Right before Larxene fired her last attack, Olette grabbed the water bottle and chucked it at the Savage Nymph. "Wha?!" The lighting blast shot out and collided with the water bottle, which was already close to where Larxene stood. "Oh nooooo!" Larxene screamed as a sudden explosion riddled through the mall, a tornado of smoke spreading out like butter across the main plaza.

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"I'm so sorry Olette. I don't know what came over me, who was I back there?" asked Selphie, a depressed look plastered upon her face. Olette smiled and patted the girl on the back; "It's okay, shopping can turn the best of friends into the bitterest of enemies. Beleive me I know." Olette has seen this many times before, going to the mall with friends can be a very unhealthy thing if you don't know what your doing. "Besides, I was hardly a saint myself..." said Olette, tilting her head a bit. "I acted very selfish. I had no right to 'forbid' you from getting the purse." Selphie shook her head and looked up at Olette with a gentle expression on her face. "You deserve the bag Olette. You saved me back there. Larxene would've killed me if it weren't for you..." The brunette's emerald gaze went down to the beautiful sleek black Prada bag, nestled in her arms. So many things have happened this morning; Olette had acted so abnormal, it just wasn't like her. All of it was for a stupid bag; because of her greed Selphie got hurt...

After the smoke cleared, Larxene was found charred and unconscious on the floor; it was then that Olette rushed to leave her munny on the counter of the torn up Prada store. It turned out, she had the exact amount of how much the purse costs. The brunette then ran toward Selphie and helped her up; both of them exited the mall as quickly as they could so they can avoid police activity. After all they didn't want to be held responsible for the mess; I'm pretty sure Larxene high tailed it out of there as soon as she regained consciousness... The two went to the Usual Spot were Olette took care of Selphie's wounds. "That was the most intense battle I've ever been in in my life..." sighed a tired Selphie as Olette wrapped her leg wound in a new bandage. "Larxene's knives didn't cut in too deep, looks like only superficial damage. Oh, and Selphie? I must say your a really good fighter!" The light brown haired girl blushed; "I am not!" "Well when your after a purse you are." The two of them laughed, it was so good they were friends again. No more competing...

"Sorry about your dress..." Selphie murmured; "That's okay, everythings fine now. I've got plenty more!" The two friends continued to chat about the day, Olette explained about her dress up time with Fuu and Raa while Selphie explained about her trip to Twilight Town. Both of them seemed to be just fine; the morning itself was filled with tons of excitement. Just look at the clock, it was barley 12:00 PM! The two of them had a whole day in front of them still! "It looks like we can't go to the mall anytime soon..." said Selphie with another sigh. "I think I've had enough of malls for one day..." said Olette, wiping her brow. "Selphie, lets promise never to shop after the same thing again..." Selphie nodded her head in agreement; "Totally!" The eternal sunset shined crimson as time continued to progress. The day was still too young; "So what do you wanna do now?" asked Selphie. "Where is Roxas, Hayner, and Pence?" she asked. "Who knows?" shrugged Olette. "But I'm in the mood for some sea salt ice cream. Wanna come? We can eat ontop of the station tower!" "I'll race you there!" Selphie giggled playfully. Olette couldn't help but laugh; although it has been a hectic morning the rest of the day would be filled with happy memories shared by two good friends.

THE END

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Notes

I read in Olette's description that she loved to shop, so I decided to take that to the extreme. I tried to focus this fanfic, on the lesser female canons of Kingdom Hearts: Olette, Fuu, and Selphie. I don't think their talked about enough X3 I thought it would be fun to have Olette and Selphie go absolutley nuts over a Prada purse, I threw Larxene into the mix to make things a little more serious yet a little more comical. I wanted to make it look like Larxene underestimated the two girls, she she obviously let her guard down as you can see LOL! In the end I wanted to have Olette and Selphie increase their friendship bonds, the store is actually about friendship and about courage. Fuu told Olette where Vivi was because Olette yelled. This signified she had a backbone and so she told her. Olette yelled at Fuu despite the concequences, because Olette wasn't afraid she got her just rewards. That dosn't mean you should yell all the time though XD And as for friendship, the way Olette still tryed to help Selphie even though she battled her to get the purse. Selphie's transformation from innocent girl to shopoholic was meant to give her sort of a crazy side. You saw what shopping and fashion did to these two girls, they turned into viscious monsters. This was to invoke the element of Greed into the story, and that Greed can turn people into destorted, warped versions of themselves. Anyways I'm gonna stop ranting! I hope you enjoyed!