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For those who don't know, mini me has left the building. Doesn't mean that you can fry up those chicken things of yours, though, so make sure you still play nice with them.

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...You got a minute? [Yeah, we live in the same apartment and all and even if you're just in the other room, yeah, I'm going to do the douchebag thing and call you anyway. So there.]

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Hey. Come on, you wouldn't wanna be called "cute."

For the sake of argument, call me cute. [Yes, he asked you to say that.]

[...okay, he'll humor you. Even if he suspects you're just going to tell him you don't mind it at all.]

You're cute, Axel. Super cute.

See? I don't mind it one bit, even though I know that you're not telling me that sincerely.

[Smirk]

Well, you'd mind if I meant it.

[He's not pouting at all, no.]

Not really.

I'd think it was cute.

[He doesn't. even know what to make of that.]

Am I missing something?

Anyway.

[He throws the other dart he's holding so that it land directly above the other one, missing it by an inch or two.]

The point is, it's not a bad thing, Roxas. Lighten up a little bit, y'know?

I just- don't like being taken for a little kid.

[Maybe he is being silly. Axel's his best friend; he might call him a kid, but he doesn't treat him like one.]

I guess you don't mean it that way.

[As long as you don't give him a reason to treat you like a little one, then he won't. He's a good ~~parent~~ bff... or at least he tries to be one after everything that's gone wrong in the past.]

You're not a little kid. [That kind of response does remind of Lea again though and with a huff he flops back down onto his bed to stare at the ceiling. He hates dwelling on things and it seems that no matter how off track they get with their conversation, it still derails back to what they were originally talking about.]

... Hey, Roxas?

[He blinks at Axel flopping back down again, and looks at him curiously.]

Yeah?

... Thanks. [For what, that's definitely unclear, but he just wants to say it. Doesn't mean that he has to say straight up what he means, right?]

[He blinks again, and then smiles slightly. He's gonna guess this has more to do with why Axel asked him in here in the first place. A thanks for being there, maybe?]

Sure you're not going soft?

[He scoffs.]

In your dreams.

No way. That'd just be weird.

What, with all that sleeping you did back home, you never even once dreamed about me? Oh, man, you think you know your own best friend.

[Frown]

Nope, not once.

[Well, it's true that a lot of the dreams he'd had that he could remember were about Sora, but...]

At least, not about you being a sap.

[He reaches over to prod Axel in the side.]

[Axel reaches over to nudge Roxas' hand away. Stop that.]

Good. I hope that it stays that way.

[Don't worry, he's not planning to tickle you.]

So long as you're you, I think you're safe.

[Hrrrmmmmm.]

Yeah? [Eyebrow] Ah. C'mon, get outta here, you. [Playfully he pushes at Roxas with his foot then.]

[He's nudged forward a bit, but keeping his place on your bed.]

You trying to kick me out?

[Nudge nudge nudge]

What's wrong with that?

[Ack, knock that off. He gets up to avoid any more foot abuse.]

Jeez. I'll leave you alone with your dartboard if you really want.

Unless you'd like to be my dartboard instead.

I'd rather keep my eyes, thanks.

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