Axel & Roxas: Reunion - {IN PROGRESS}
WHO: Axel {ignis_rota}, Roxas {guns_n_roxas}
WHERE: Roxas's room, #198.
WHEN: Afternoon
SUMMARY: Stuck in the bodies of 7 year olds, Axel and Roxas reunite.
RATING: G to PG
WARNINGS: Lots of teasing, possibly fluff. Give me a break they are 7. SEVEN!!!?!
STATUS: In-Progress
Axel practically barreled rolled out of his door after his rather amusing conversation with Roxas on the digital device. Between posts, he managed to peel off the overly large clothing that he had woken up in and dressed himself in something more fitting.
A child sized red turtle neck, black pants, socks and shoes had been left on his dresser for him. He wasn't about to question where they came from. This was place was weird enough after all. He shoved his room key into his back pocket before he took a moment to look at his own room door. It was marked with the number: 374. He'd have to try and remember that for later ... but at the moment the only number that mattered was 198.
Roxas. He was here. He was alive. He wasn't attached to Sora. If Axel had a heart he might have cared what happened to the Keyblade Bearer, but as it stood - he didn't. All that had ever mattered was Roxas, and now that Roxas wasn't a part of Sora. Sora didn't matter.
The small red headed child raced at top speeds, the pain he had felt when he first arrived was gone, or maybe just suppressed due to other things going through his mind. When Axel found a stair case, he was pleased to see a sign that designated he was on the third floor. Quickly, he deduced if his room number was 374 and on the third floor - that Roxas should be two floors below him on the first.
It wasn't long now that he figured out where he needed to and he was quickly and rather loudly banging on the door to Roxas's room. "Oi~~!!!!" Axel was left to blink. He hadn't bothered talking since he noticed the change. His voice was a lot higher in pitch than he remembered. Jeez, this was utter crap.
"Oi~! Roxas open the damn door already!" He cried again with another few bangs, if he had the power to, he would have already bypassed the door completely and just appeared in the room. To be small was one thing, to be small and nearly powerless was just too stupid.
WHERE: Roxas's room, #198.
WHEN: Afternoon
SUMMARY: Stuck in the bodies of 7 year olds, Axel and Roxas reunite.
RATING: G to PG
WARNINGS: Lots of teasing, possibly fluff. Give me a break they are 7. SEVEN!!!?!
STATUS: In-Progress
Axel practically barreled rolled out of his door after his rather amusing conversation with Roxas on the digital device. Between posts, he managed to peel off the overly large clothing that he had woken up in and dressed himself in something more fitting.
A child sized red turtle neck, black pants, socks and shoes had been left on his dresser for him. He wasn't about to question where they came from. This was place was weird enough after all. He shoved his room key into his back pocket before he took a moment to look at his own room door. It was marked with the number: 374. He'd have to try and remember that for later ... but at the moment the only number that mattered was 198.
Roxas. He was here. He was alive. He wasn't attached to Sora. If Axel had a heart he might have cared what happened to the Keyblade Bearer, but as it stood - he didn't. All that had ever mattered was Roxas, and now that Roxas wasn't a part of Sora. Sora didn't matter.
The small red headed child raced at top speeds, the pain he had felt when he first arrived was gone, or maybe just suppressed due to other things going through his mind. When Axel found a stair case, he was pleased to see a sign that designated he was on the third floor. Quickly, he deduced if his room number was 374 and on the third floor - that Roxas should be two floors below him on the first.
It wasn't long now that he figured out where he needed to and he was quickly and rather loudly banging on the door to Roxas's room. "Oi~~!!!!" Axel was left to blink. He hadn't bothered talking since he noticed the change. His voice was a lot higher in pitch than he remembered. Jeez, this was utter crap.
"Oi~! Roxas open the damn door already!" He cried again with another few bangs, if he had the power to, he would have already bypassed the door completely and just appeared in the room. To be small was one thing, to be small and nearly powerless was just too stupid.