A Hundred of Her Memories

by Timber Wolf of Purity

Xion - A Replica. A puppet. But who says she can't make memories of her own? With a heartless assassin and a nobody with a heart for friends, anything is possible. Why not falling in love? "I couldn't have done it without my trusty side-kick." "Side-kick? I prefer partner-in-crime at worst, and your-illustrious-highness at best." In the end, true love will conquer over evil.

45. Soup

A Hundred of Her Memories

45 – Soup

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Xion delicately scooped a mouthful of soup into her mouth. She'd heard once that eating hot soup on a hot day helped your body cool down… and today was hot!

"What. The heck. Are you doing, Xion?" Axel asked disgustedly.

She looked up and explained what she'd heard. He wrinkled his nose.

"Sounds foolish to me," he muttered. "There are plenty of other ways to keep cool in the summer time."

"It's always cold in the castle anyway," Roxas inputted. "Why would you need to cool off here?"

"I just got back from Agrabah! I'm hot!"

Roxas smirked evilly.

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Continues in next chapter 46 - Summer