Drabbles Written between 11:30 and Midnight

A/N: Holy. Guacamole. I was REALLY tired when I wrote this one. In my opinion, it is one of the worst pieces of fanfiction EVER.

Convince me otherwise, k?

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or its associated characters.

Oh yeah, what was the challenge again? AHA! Go Fish, Water Buffalo, Scarf. So there you have it, peeps.

Drabble 2: Water Buffalo

"Go fish!" Axel howled, bouncing in place, ecstatic that Roxas had failed to gain a card match from him.

"…" Roxas muttered something unintelligible as he reached for a card from the draw deck, angrily adding the newly obtained card to his hand.

"What was that?" Axel taunted, smirking.

"I said, YOU LOUSY WATER BUFFALO!" Roxas yelled sarcastically, venom in his voice

"Calm down, kiddies," Luxord insisted, "There's still five minutes left in class for you to make a comeback."

It was the last day before spring break, and Luxord, the duo's AP calculus teacher, had decided that go fish was an appropriate way to end the day.

Roxas's only response to his teacher was, "5?"

Luxord sighed and handed Roxas a card.

The game continued this way until the bell rang five minutes later. "Well, it looks like a draw, students," the aging, blonde haired teacher declared, looking up at the clock.

*!*!*

"Did you really call me a water buffalo back there?" Axel inquired as they headed out of the classroom, quirking an eyebrow.

"Water buffalo," came Roxas's response, with a fierce glare as an added bonus.

Axel chuckled. "I would have won, you know."

"Whatever," Roxas rolled his eyes and turned the corner, heading to his next class.

*!*!*

"I'm bored," Demyx whined, "and it's too cold to go outside. What should we do?"

Axel, Demyx, and Roxas stared at each other.

"Ummm…" Roxas started, but could think of nothing. The three boys were gathered at Demyx's house for a little Friday night fun. The trio had just finished watching a movie and were now at a loss for activities.

"I know," Axel spoke up, conspiracy in his tone, "I challenge you two a match. A very special match."

"What?" Demyx inquired, curiosity apparent.

Axel's voice dropped lower. "Go. Fish," he whispered dramatically.

Roxas was unable to hold back a rolling of the eyes.

"To be completely honest," Roxas began, "I'd rather knit a scarf than play that ridiculous game."

"Aww, is Roxy a sore loser?" Axel taunted, a mocking laugh tumbling from his lips.

" 'Roxy' did not lose. And 'Roxy' does not like that nickname. Got it memorized?" Roxas retorted, mocking Axel by using his favorite catch phrase.

Demyx glanced at the two of them, so engaged in their argument. He felt a bit left out. Then, he was struck by an urge that he just couldn't suppress. He grabbed five decks of cards from a nearby drawer and withdrew the contents from the boxes. He then threw all five decks into the air, scattering the cards everywhere. Axel and Roxas just stared, mouths open.

Demyx smiled sheepishly. "Fifty-two pick up, anyone?"