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Drabbles Written between 11:30 and Midnight

A/N: Hello everybody! I'm ilovefetamorethanyou of Organization Cheese (seriously. Go check it out. It's funny, dude.) and I'm here to bring you several drabbles written between 11:30 and midnight. My sister ilovefetacheese decided she wanted to challenge me to a "Drabble War" of sorts, so each drabble has a line or a few words she gave me to base the story off of. She'll be starting her own Midnight drabbles as well, so be sure to check her fics out! Enjoy ~~~!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or its associated characters.

What was the challenge for Drabble 1, you ask? Well, ilovefetacheese assigned me the topic of: Axel, Roxas, and Kairi conspiring against Sora.

Drabble 1: How to Kill Sora

"Poison him," Kairi suggested, "Slip a little cyanide into his midnight lemonade."

"Barbecue him," Axel contributed, "That'll keep him from talking."

"No, no… I'd rather not kill him…" Roxas paused, looking thoughtful, "too quickly," he finished. Roxas ran a hand nervously through his ruffled blonde spikes, worry in his eyes.

"Well…" Kairi trailed off, her eyes staring at the clock behind Roxas, "I suppose we could always… umm…"

The three conspirators stopped and stared at each other.

"This is all Sora's fault," Roxas complained, rubbing his left eye.

"Yeah!" Axel seconded, banging his head back against the wall he was sitting in front of, "If only he'd had it memorized! Then we wouldn't have to kill him off."

"He's such a flake," Kairi said, and rolled her eyes. She picked up a piece of paper off the floor and pulled out the pen she had tucked behind her ear, a strand of red hair flying free with it. "Hmm…" she looked at the piece of paper, across the top of which were scrawled, in red ink, the workds "How to Kill Sora."

"I like number 53," she said, "Death by Doughnut Hole."

Axel snatched the list from her.

"Hey!" she cried, indignant.

"I like number 101," Axel announced, "Death by Dalmation." He passed the list to Roxas.

"What about number 75?" the blue-eyed boy questioned after a moment's perusal, "Death by Clearance Sale?"

"Black Friday passed already, doofus," Axel retorted, knocking Roxas on the head.

"Ouch!" Roxas yelped, "I was just trying to help!"

"Yeah, well, think next time," Axel commented, frustrated. He leaned back his head and yelled, "How are we going to kill Sora?!"

"Shhh," Kairi hushed him, "or the neighbors might actually think we're trying to murder Roxas's brother!"

"We're not?!" Axel sat back up, a look of genuine surprise on his face. At that moment, Roxas grabbed a large calculus textbook off the floor and threw it at Axel.

"Watch it!" Axel shouted, catching the book just in time, "That thing could have killed me!"

All of a sudden, the three looked at each other, and felt a "click."

"Death by textbook!" they exclaimed in unison, excited.

"It's perfect!" Kairi cried, ecstatic.

"And probably the least likely way Sora will actually die, considering the fact that he never studies. But, that makes it beautifully ironic," Axel smirked, pleased with himself.

"Ok. We've got it," Roxas commented, picking up a pen and the "How to Kill Sora" list. He added one more item: "Number 323," Roxas read as he wrote, "Death by Textbook." He put a star next to the number.

"Fantastic. Now that we've found a way to kill off Sora since he is completely incapable of remembering his lines," Axel grimaced, "Let's finish writing the rest of the play."

"Yeah," Kairi agreed, nodding. "So, what should our characters do? And why do we kill off poor Sora?"

"He knows too much," Roxas said soberly.

"Yeah!" Axel exclaimed, looking excited, "We're a trio of spies who have just completed an international mission, but our identities have been compromised!"

"And Sora's smart enough to figure out our identities?" Kairi inquired, quirking an eyebrow. They all giggled, laughing, and the three looked at each other, then burst out a quick reply in unison:

"No!"