Disclaimer: I own nothing KH. But I own Skyler. And every Chibbi. So BACK OFF, LAWYERS!

AHH!!! Chapter!!!! Late as always -- I've been accepting ideas from other people, so forgive me if it doesn't really sound like me…it probably will though. I'm good at taking ideas and altering them…because I'm awesome! –strikes a pose- Just kiddin'.

Just lemme tell ya, I have an excu- er, I mean, reason for being late this time. I got sick again. And I was following mah famous motto: "The fastest way to get something done is to just do it. The best way to get something done is to procrastinate."

LOL! Heehee.

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"Wow," Sora said in awe, looking at the boards blocking us from the bell. "They weren't kidding when they said it was boarded up."

"Gawrsh," Goofy sadly agreed. "How're we going to get in?"

I smiled maliciously at Donald. "Step aside," I said haughtily. Sora and Goofy stepped out of the way. Donald stepped back as well, but slowly.

I summoned my Keyblade copy and concentrated on the wall, imagining it lighting on fire. Perhaps that would help. I pointed my Keyblade at the wall and yelled "FIRE!" at the top of my lungs.

I quickly recoiled from the wall, expecting a massive explosion from the fire. When nothing happened, I opened my eyes. There was no fire. All that had come out of my Keyblade copy was a pathetic puff of smoke.

"W-what?" I said, confused.

"You're low on Magic Power," came a voice. "That happens sometimes."

A ghostly image of Donald's favorite wizard appeared next to us.

"Merlin!" Donald squealed in delight.

"Yes, hello, Donald," Merlin said dismissively. Donald looked like he was going to faint from happiness.

"Now, Magic Power is what fuels your magic- the fire, the ice, the thunder- everything. You must be running low on it. That happens when you're tired. Now, there's two ways to restore your Magic Power. One way is to rest for a day, but obviously you don't have time for that. What you should do is drink an Ether. Ethers are special potions that will restore your power. I believe Donald has some. Donald?"

"Yes sir!" Donald piped happily and handed an Ether to me. I drank it and recoiled at the taste.

"Now try," he said, stepping (or floating) backwards.

Concentrating once again on the wall, I pointed my Keyblade copy and yelled "FIRE!"

A massive ball of fire flew from the tip of my Keyblade. The boards quickly burned away.

"My work here is done," said Merlin with a smile, and his image faded away.

Donald squealed. "Isn't he cool?"

I rolled my eyes.

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"So, this must be the bell, huh?" Sora said, examining a large brass bell. He paused. "Well…guess we should ring it then."

"Yeah," I said.

There was a silence.

"Well, go on," I said. "Ring it!"

"…No, you can have the honors," he said nervously.

"What's wrong? You scared?" I teased. Then I saw the serious expression on his face and stopped.

"It's just…" He looked down, then up, then to both sides. "I can't shake the feeling that someone's watching us. Me, particularly."

"You're a wimp!" Donald cried.

Goofy took a moment to glare at Donald, then turned to Sora sympathetically. "I'm sure no harm can come from just givin' it a ring or two." He elbowed Donald sharply. "Right, pal?"

Donald made a low growling sound.

"See?" Goofy said cheerily. "Ol' Donald agrees with me! Go on, give it a ring!"

Sora reluctantly stepped forward and put his hand on a rope coming out of the bell. He gave it a tug and the bell swung to the left with a sharp clang. When nothing bad happened, Sora gained confidence and gave it two more rings.

I looked around, disappointed. "Nothing," I said simply.

"Don't be so sure of that!" Goofy squealed happily. "Look down there at that fountain, a'hyuk! I'd reckon that'd be a keyhole!"

"…Yeah, I guess you're right," Sora said, slightly unsure. We made our way down to the Second District where the fountain was.

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"See?" I said. We were standing in front of the glowing keyhole, waiting for Sora to seal it. "No trouble at all. Just seal it and we can be on our way. …Seal it already! C'mon, Sora, what's up with you?"

"Nothing…" he said, and took out his Keyblade, preparing to seal the Keyhole.

That's when it happened. We all really should have paid more attention to Sora's worries. We really should have.

Remember the walking giant suit of armor?

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I'm a bad girl. Shortness, lateness, and suspense. Forgive me. In other news, happy Halloween! The chappie was a little rushed, but I wanted it to be a treat for Halloween…otherwise, who knows how many reviewers would prank me?