Me: I wrote this at literally three in the morning, so this might seem insane, and it is, trust me.
Disclaimer: WHO IN GODS NAME KEEPS SAYING I OWN KINGDOM HEARTS? SILENCE, I DON'T!
Note: Um, um, yeah, this involves a really insane Axel, like always, a moody Roxas, like always, and thrusting acti- okay, that's for another time, anyway, yeah, moodiness turns Axel on. :D
Warning: Shoooot, I think I just did the warning above, what am I ever supposed to do?
*Dances to the six flags theme.*
Who agrees that school sucks? I, Axel, yes just Axel, hate, school. For many reasons, infact. Not just one, like all of those emo's who just think life sucks because they're black nailpolish spilled all over their lips. I could easily name the reasons as to why I hate school, but if I did that I would just be wasting your time, so guess what, I'm going to do it anyway, because I am an angsty Axel.
One, the teachers are whores.
Two, the teachers are whores.
Three, homework sucks.
Four, homework sucks.
Five, the girls.
Six, the girls.
Those are my MAIN reasons though.
But yes, today class was extremely weird, we had a new teacher. A hot new teacher. That Axel approves of. A lot. His name is Roxas Strife, and I swear to god, he has to be fourteen, if he's not the world will explode, I mean, he's pretty much a kid prodigy, with a spicy attitude. No really, today, he nearly killed me for shoving pencils up my nose.
With his pencil.
That's pretty skilled, okay, very skilled, so skilled, such a skilled, kiddo.
"Axel, shut up, and stop smiling at the sky, it is gay and slightly arousing for the girls around you." Roxas dropped the book we were reading out of, and stared at me dissaprovingly.
I meowed again.
I need to stop doing that, it might creep you people out, here. Here is a hug from Axel, to you guys! 'Cause I love you guys to, just not as much as Roxas, I hope that doesn't upset you too much, I'll still sleep with you if you have fire though, or a Roxas plushie when Roxas kicks me out of the bed.
Because I'm getting Roxas in bed.
Mhm, I am, the statement above is the truth. Infact, it is the reason you are alive. You're alive because I have a strong grasping and longing love for a dirty blonded, ocean eyed, hot, little fourteen-year old boy. That is why you are alive.
YOUR ALIVE! YES YOUR ALIVE! OH YEAH- Oops, we're walking back to my house now.
Is full of animals.
No seriously, there's my hedgehogs, my kitty cats, my ratties, my doggies, my fishies, my froggies, and my boa's. I love these guys to.
Well, Axel has to go to sleep now.
Froggity said so.
Me: I had to be stoned when I made this.