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.

46. Summer

A Hundred of Her Memories

46 – Summer

---

"AaaaIIIEEEK!" Xion leapt from her seat. Axel laughed hysterically, clapping his hands. Roxas stood with his cup tipped, its contents dripping from Xion's hair.

She glared up Roxas from behind her bangs. "Roxas. You. Will. Pay."

He shrugged. "You wanted to cool off."

"Yeah, but-"

"Let it slide Xion," Axel chuckled. "We're just having some summer fun."

"Summer fun, huh?" She asked, mischievously smirking. Axel looked at her warily. Suddenly she scooped up a cup and dumped Axel.

"Oh-ho-ho! It's on!" Axel leapt to his feet and pinned a squealing Xion down, tickling her while Roxas dumped water on her.

---

I really did hear on the radio that if you drink hot soup on a hot day, it cools you off better than cool lemonade or water. No joke. O.o Weird, huh?