Okay.......wow, you understand that?!
"MOVE!!!" Namine shouted, jumping from table to table. Today was her Thousand Foot Krutch Day. "Um...." Simba stopped with a full mouth. He gulped, and answered,"Checking to see if they were poisoned. You know, loyal subjects do it for their king. I had a zebra as my cup drinking taster person." He smiled sheepishly.
"I climb, so high, it blows me away sometimes..." Namine sang aloud as she checked the change in the register. As she put it away, she strummed air guitar, not noticing people looking at her akwardly. "Maybe no one will notice..." Simba whispered as he took a few fries from a bag ready to go through the drive through.
Namine then realized what would make herself feel better. She hid her iPod, and listened to it with no one noticing. Simba shrugged, returned to the ice cream machine, and licked his lips. He hadn't eaten anything today, and it was affecting him.
Simba looked at the drawer. He couldv'e sworn there was some there last week. "I'm not lying, Pooh. Somebody ate it." He growled a little. Namine stood straight as she took her position at the cash register. Keep your dignity, girl, she told herself, slapping her face a little.
"Shut up." Riku stared at Roxas with hatred. This kid ticked him off so bad. Kairi wasn't exactly Sora's girl. Yeah, they had chemistry. She, however, was still available.
Namine looked at her friend. She had hurt him before, and still he was so kind to her. She shook her head and cleared her throat. "I'm okay..." She choked. Simba helped Pooh get an ice cream lid off of his head. Simba kneeled down to Pooh's level. "I wasn't suppose to say this, but Tarzan's stach is in the third drawer under the Frosty machine." He whispered.
"Please, don't touch me." He whispered. He actually liked it, but he didn't feel like he needed sympathy. He put his face into his hands and started sobbing.
Simba watched as Pooh got into a box of french fries, thinking there was hunny inside. Heaven bless the kid for his spirit, He thought. Namine watched as a couple walked by the front window. They were holding hands, laughing with each other. She couldn't help but to start crying.
Riku saw Kairi motion to him, and hurried beside her. He felt his face turn red, his heart beat increase, his breathing quickened. The girl he liked was probably gonna call him a fool. He prepared for a long speech about his dignity or something similar. He sat quietly beside her, waiting for the blow.
I'm pretty much emo.
Riku looked at his friend, seeing her look away from him. His heart stopped, and he swore it felt like it had broken into three million pieces. A tear came to his eye as he felt embarrasment and shame come to him.
Riku looked at Kairi. Yeah! She's laughing, he told himself. He twirled his blade around his head, jumped, did a front flip, and landed on his feet. He posed in a Tahdah position, not realizing how the keyblade cut his pants wide open in the back. Riku blushed and tried his best to cover the tear.
*looks at Namine* You want to help?
Riku looked at Kairi's facial expression, noticing slight disappointment. I gotta impress Kairi, Riku told himself. He jumped up onto a bed. "Who wants to take me on first?" He grinned.
I still don't get why they gave me, a lion, the ice cream job, Simba thought to himself as he made a fresh chocolate Frosty. He then turned his attention to Jack Sparrow. Roxas....., Namine thought only about him during her job hours. She quickly turned around and headed for her register.
"Hey!" Riku objected to the idea of everybody beating him up and disrespecting him. "Leave me alone!" He whined.
"Shoot, I can take 'em on by myself!" Riku shouted, spinning Way To The Dawn around his head. While flourishing his weapon, he hit a wall, making the cabin vibrate from impact. He smiled sheepishly, and backed away a little.
*scoops up Namine and they leave the room* What were you saying?
Sora, take out the heartless in the Hall Of Empty Melodies and Naught's Skyway. I'll take care of The Altar of Naught. *casts Reflega on Namine, closes the door to the room, and runs up a flight of stairs*
