Disclaimers: All media, including Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy, are in fact not mine. All that is mine is probably the execution of the idea and possibly Gary.
Though I don't like Gary.
I got nothing to say further on the Authoress comments but… Roxas, you're an idiot and that's why it's so much fun to torture you.
Sorry it took so long guys, it's just that I had some horrible, horrible writer's block and I'm just getting over it.
So I hope you enjoy, even it's not very good!
By the way, if anyone would like the recipe for Sea Salt Ice Cream, go ahead and message me; I have it and I will happily send it to you.
As Roxas stepped out of the swirling vortex that was his Corridor of Darkness, he carefully shades his eyes against the bright sunlight being reflected off of the windows at the Station. He looks around, and upon seeing no one, steps out of the Corridor and walks idly to the station.
"… I think I'm going to enjoy this." He murmurs softly to himself, eyeing the piece of paper that he had pulled out of Xemnas's hat of job, smiling as he recognizes the address one more time.
Shoving the paper back into the pocket of his black and white jacket, he quickly runs off towards Tram Common, where one of his favorite shops of all time was located.
"… You've got to be kidding me. This is the shrimp that we've been forced to hire?" The shop owner's son says in amazement as Roxas stands behind the counter, staring blankly at the kid as the granny who normally ran the place smiles sweetly at him.
"Roxas is a good boy. I've known him for a long time. That fellow in the black jacket said he would work hard." She says with a fond voice, patting Roxas on the cheek gently as she hands him an apron. He smiles back at her before putting and tying on the garment carefully.
"You've heard right, ma'am. I'll work extra hard." Roxas says honestly with a very convincing smile on his face. The old woman smiles at him and pats his cheek again before turning back to her son.
"Now, you be good to Roxas, sonny. I'll be back in a few hours to check up on you two." She says in a confident tone before hobbling off to catch one of the trams, leaving the two guys alone.
"Bye Granny… Okay, kid. Here's how it works. I'm in charge, you are MY employee; therefore, I get to make you do all the work I want and you can't complain. Got it?" The man says in a cool voice, eyeing Roxas defiantly as if he was almost daring the teenager to say something.
Roxas smirks; sometimes having such a sarcastic best friend would come in handy.
"Oh, no, sir. Of course I understand it. I have it completely memorized, sir." Roxas says in an almost sincere voice, although he loaded every single word with a heavy load of sarcasm. He even bows formally to his new "boss", which obviously confused the hell out of him considering that the guy flinches and stammers back nervously at him.
"Well… uh… Call me Gary. Now, first off, Roxie-"
"Roxas." Roxas corrects quietly, but it was obvious that Gary either didn't care or didn't hear him.
"-Your first job is going to be getting ingredients for tomorrow's batch of ice cream. Here's the list so don't lose it. You have one hour to get from here to the grocery store and back." Gary says, rummaging inside of his apron pocket and pulling a small sheet of paper. Roxas takes it and scans it quickly.
" 'A box of sea salt… one carton of heavy cream… carton of eggs… 'Does this really go into the ice cream?" Roxas asks curiously as he shoves the list into his jeans pocket.
"None of your business, you just go get it, Roxbury! You've got one hour; so make it snappy!" Gary says spitefully and Roxas runs off, slightly afraid of his new boss.
By the time it occurred to him that he had no idea where the grocery store was, he was already a long way from the stand and it would just have taken him longer to go back to it.
"I'm in trouble." Roxas murmurs to himself, staring at the small list with mild dread. He had two choices; one, go back to the stand and get fired or two…
Castle That Never Was: Kitchen That Never Existed
Roxas sneaks quietly through the kitchen, checking to see if anyone was there. After a quick look around, he sees nobody. And there was no one there, too.
Roxas walks up to the fridge, moves a couple of the alphabet magnets out of the way habitually, and opens it up to check what was inside.
"Jackpot!" He says gleefully, smiling sweetly at all of the nice, neatly organized fruits, vegetables and other food that was lined up on the shelves. He pulls out his list again and starts to basically, raid the fridge and shove the food into a large backpack that he had swiped from the supplies closet that they used for ordinary missions.
"Eggs… check! Gallon of milk… check! … One thingy of heavy cream… check! All I need is the vanilla and sea salt." Roxas says happily as he shoves the bottle of cream into the bag, straightens up, closes the fridge and nearly knocks Saïx over when he turns around.
He lets out a high-pitched scream of horror before slamming backwards into the fridge, knocking over some cereal boxes that were on top of it.
"XIII! What the hell are you doing here?" Saïx snarls angrily as Roxas rubs the top of his head in pain. Sometimes, Lucky Charms really hurt.
"Um… I have an explanation! But first, do we have any vanilla?" He asks curiously. Saïx points over to the pantry, allowing Roxas to run over there, grab the bottle of vanilla and a box of sea salt and vanish into a Corridor of Darkness before the older Nobody could stop him.
Sea Salt Ice Cream Stand
"Hmm…. Oh! There you are, Roxie! Wow, back so soon?" Gary asks incredulously, eyeing the heavy backpack of ingredients with a smile.
"It's Roxas. And yeah, I'm back. I couldn't find the store though, so I ran home and got some stuff from there. I hope you don't mind, sir." Roxas says with a business-like smile, handing over everything.
"Well, since you've gotten everything… I guess I'll show you how to make it. Now, if any of the ice cream gets messed up, you get to take it home. We only sell the good ones, so watch carefully." Gary says calmly as he pulls out a mixer.
Some Time Later In The World That Never Was
Xion, having nothing better to do, listens to the loud heaving noises inside of the bathroom and when she hears an equally as loud sob, she figures it's time to ask Roxas what was wrong.
"Roxas? You okay?" She asks in a concerned voice.
"…. No…." A weak voice answers her softly.
"… Did you eat too much ice cream at your job?" She asks next when another loud splash of something heavy and chunky hitting the water in the toilet sounds out from inside.
"…. Maybe." Roxas says next, gasping for breath from the effort of nearly vomiting up his stomach starts taking its toll.
"Oh. …. Did you leave me some?" Xion asks curiously. She waits another few minutes, and when she gets a loud whimper, she runs off for the kitchen, ready to indulge in some sweet treats.
Ha, Roxas gets no help.
That's what you get for eating so much ice cream, Roxie.
And yes, I'm adding a warning for you guys who want to eat it; don't eat too much, you'll regret it.
Apologies for how long it took me to write this pretty bad chapter.
When Larxene's turn comes up, I promise not to disappoint (hopefully).