Your Final Fantasy/Kingdom Hearts/Others Experience

Chapter 110

You were walking back to camp with Sora when you began to hear the sounds of people arguing. Not just anybody though, the usual suspects.

“I am not drinking that. It’s poison.” Gippal exclaimed.

“It’s delicious!” Zack argued.

“Toothpaste. That is chocolate covered toothpaste you are drinking.” By now you and Sora had gotten close enough to see them. Zack was at the barbeque table with a plate of food and a green milkshake, trying to offer Gippal one.

“It’s a mint chocolate chip shake, it’s amazing.” Zack offered it to him again.

“What are you two doing?” You asked, leaning on your elbows beside Zack.

“Gippal here has a phobia of mint flavored things.”

“It’s essentially the flavor of tooth shampoo.” Gippal added.

You raised an eyebrow, “Why, of all the flavors to hate—”

“Because, if you even get a lick of it, everything you eat for the next hour tastes like mint. It’s not fair, and it is not right.” He was adamant about this.

“But it’s good, it leaves you nice and clean feeling.” Sora argued.

“Have you ever brushed your teeth, then had some orange juice? It is physically painful.”

“So is your intelligence.” You said, taking the other shake from Zack.

“Whatever, I’m going for a banana one.” Gippal skulked off, and Sora followed him, “Hey I want one too, where did you get them?”

“Where did you get these?” you asked, taking a sip.

“Lavi and Tifa are making smoothies and milkshakes in the ship, while Terra finishes up with the meat.” He explained and you looked over your shoulder at Terra who was busy grilling, with Yuffie fussing about how hungry she was behind him.

“So anyway, how was it?” He asked with a cheeky smile.

“What are you talking about?” You asked, going pink in the cheeks.

“You guys were gone a long time, I just assumed—”

“What!? No! Nothing like that! And why would I tell you if…Nevermind, shut up.” By now you were completely red and he kept his eyes on you with a smile while you spazzed out, threw down your milkshake and walked away.

As you were storming off, Yuffie grabbed you. “So, who are you going to pick?

“I’ve already had to kiss someone, don’t make me do it again.” You groaned.

“Absolutely not. Tournament rules.”

“No one else has to.” You grumbled, crossing your arms while Yuffie gathered everyone.

“Wh-≈≈≈≈≈, is that my shirt?” Ichigo fussed as he walked up to you.

“No.” You jeered, getting on your toes to close the difference in your height so you were more intimidating. He put a hand on your forehead and kept you at an arms length.

“You klepto.” He pushed you back down to your feet.

“Looks better on me anyway.”

“It looks like a dress on you, and…are you even wearing pants?”

“Yes! Well, shorts, but of course I am!”

“Well how am I supposed to know that? It doesn’t look—” he was in the middle of bickering with you when you felt your timeline break again for a moment. Your legs buckled, unable to carry you, and you slumped forward.