When Riku had become a keyblade master instead of Sora, Sora pretended to be excited, but on the inside, he was jealous. He kept his cool in The Mysterious Tower, but the minute they were on the gummi ship, Sora fell apart. He rummaged through their emergency stashes of juice boxes and drank five in one sitting. "What gives? So what if Riku was I got captured by Xehanort and almost turned into him? I'm still the guy who saved countless worlds. I should be a keyblade master, too. Instead, I've been dismissed. Rejected. Publicly humiliated," Sora ranted. Donald handed Sora another juice box, but Sora became so angry that he squeezed it, and the juice spilled all over. "Why, it's more than I can bear."
"More juice?" Donald offered.
"What for? Nothing helps. I'm disgraced," Sora groaned.
"Who, you? Never," Donald assured him.
"Ya need to pull yourself together. They're all countin' on us," Goofy commented. Sora didn't respond. Goofy began to sing a song of encouragement to Sora.
Goofy: Gawrsh, it disturbs me to see you, Sora
All who we know'd love to be you, Sora
Even when taking your lumps
There's no keybearer as admired as you
You're everyone's favorite guy
Everyone's awed and inspired by you
And it's not very hard to see why
When Sora was still in his slump, Donald continued the song.
Donald: No one's slick as Sora
No one's quick as Sora
No one's skull's as incredibly thick as Sora
Sora squinted at the insult hidden among the compliments.
Donald: Perfect, a pure paragon
You can ask any Hue, Dew, or Louie
And they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on
Donald and Goofy: No one's
Great like Sora
Has big breaks like Sora
No one has more worlds that they have saved like Sora
For there's no man in town half as manly
Sora: As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating
Donald and Goofy huddled together and briefly whispered to each other. "Do ya think we overdid it?" Goofy wondered.
"No! Keep going!" Donald ordered, grabbing another juice box from their emergency stash.
Donald and Goofy: My, what a guy, that Sora
Give five hurrahs
Give twelve hip hips
Donald: Sora is the best, and the rest is all drips
Donald accidentally squeezed the juice box he held right in Sora's face. Donald backed away slowly as Sora lunged at Donald and began a fistfight.
Goofy: No one fights like Sora
Douses lights like Sora
Sora got a little too rambunctious and bit Donald.
Donald: In a wrestling match, nobody bites like Sora
Realizing that he took it too far, Sora got off of Donald.
Goofy: For there's no one as helpful and friendly
Sora: Saved the worlds a few times 'cause I care
Donald: Even though he is scraggly or scrawny
Sora: Hey, wait! I will get bigger and better, yes, I swear
Donald and Goofy: No one hits like Sora
Matches wits like Sora
Goofy: In a spitting match, nobody spits like Sora
Sora: I'm especially good at expectorating
Donald and Goofy: You're great! You're Sora
Sora: When I was a boy, I played swords with my friends every morning to help me get large
And now that I'm grown, I fight what comes my way, so I'm roughly the size of a barge
Donald turned to Goofy. "Alright. He's got a big enough ego. We should stop now," Donald decided.
"I think it's too late for that, Donald. I'm in too deep," Goofy replied.
Goofy: No one
Shoots like Sora
Makes those beauts like Sora
Then goes tromping around in big shoes like Sora
Sora: Lucky emblems with all of my picture taking
Donald and Goofy: My, what a guy
Sora
The trio cheered. "Thanks, guys. You really snapped me out of it. I'm so awesome!" Sora smiled.
"Maybe we snapped you out of it a little too well," Donald grumbled.
It took me a while to figure this one out. I initially started this as another Organization XIII song, but it wasn't working for me. I liked this idea better.
Noelle Anglade: I've been trying to figure out how to go about an Encanto song. Nothing has popped out at me just yet, but I'll keep thinking on it.
Guest: I'll probably work on that next. I have to figure something out for it though.