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Roxas finished smashing the computer, the one that ruined his life. He swung around angrily and stalked off into an unknown room where he found Sora, fast asleep.
DiZ appeared before him. His eyes narrowed, his hand clenched tightly around the keyblade as he swung it back and forth wildly, attempting to attack him. He was familiar. He was the one who did this to him. It was all about that Sora!
"My heart is my own!" Roxas cried, spinning around. Everything has gone white.
When Roxas awakened, he found himself face to face with....
Roxas finished smashing the computer, the one that ruined his life. He swung around angrily and stalked off into an unknown room where he found Sora, fast asleep.
DiZ appeared before him. His eyes narrowed, his hand clenched tightly around the keyblade as he swung it back and forth wildly, attempting to attack him. He was familiar. He was the one who did this to him. It was all about that Sora!
"My heart is my own!" Roxas cried, spinning around. Everything has gone white.
When Roxas awakened, he found himself face to face with....
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2014-02-18 08:47 (UTC)[He also wants to eat it, but he'll deny it for now.]
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2014-02-18 08:50 (UTC)[Lea gets out plates and forks. He's not sure he trusts Roxas to cut the cake on his own, but he'll let him try, at least.]
Did you get me presents, too, or did Sora forget to tell you about that part?
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2014-02-18 08:52 (UTC)[But cake Lea. Cake first! He brings over a knife, peering at the cake. Well they could just eat it as it is couldn't they?]
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2014-02-18 08:55 (UTC)Oh yeah? What is it?
[Okay, so that's cheating, but Lea's sneaky.]
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2014-02-18 09:01 (UTC)[Roxas blinks. Sora didn't say he had to tell Lea what it was.]
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2014-02-18 09:04 (UTC)Nah, I'm just messin' with ya. You're supposed to surprise me with it on my birthday. You gonna cut that cake or what?
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2014-02-18 09:06 (UTC)[Roxas takes the knife and cuts into the cake. One cut is okay, then he moves the knife and makes a triangle. He pulls the piece out slowly. It definitely looks like cake.]
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2014-02-18 09:12 (UTC)There's a pause.]
Hey it's great!
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2014-02-18 19:45 (UTC)[Then he'll brave a bite. It's...well, it's no surprise that Roxas would think that it's great. It seems to have been made with "when in doubt, add more sugar" as the backbone of the recipe, but it's edible and the kids had meant well, so he'll eat it.]
Not bad for a first try.
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2014-02-18 19:47 (UTC)[It is full of sugar, but Roxas is pleased with it all the same. It came out looking like cake, even after the whole mess in the kitchen.]
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2014-02-18 20:00 (UTC)[A little mess on the counter he could understand, but...]
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2014-02-19 05:45 (UTC)[And here he is scolding the kids about playing nice in the house. He really is getting old.]
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2014-02-19 05:55 (UTC)[Roxas gives an odd glance to the side. Well, nothing important anyway.]
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2014-02-19 06:04 (UTC)[Don't think he didn't see that!]
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2014-02-19 06:18 (UTC)[At least he got a cake to make up for it. Though it's lucky they didn't actually burn the house down.]
No baking without an adult from now on.
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2014-02-19 06:22 (UTC)[He huffs a little bit.]
I can bake if I want to!
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2014-02-19 06:33 (UTC)[Geez, Roxas!]
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2014-02-19 06:40 (UTC)[Roxas holds out his hand in demonstration but fortunately does not summon the flame.]
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