The party was over. Sora and Naminé were just slow dancing by themselves as Roxas sang quietly to himself.

"Amigo," Axel called, his paws wrapped around the legs of two human women, "we are off to the Huit-Huat Club. Come on, join us."

"Oh, thanks, compadre. I'm…I'm just not in the mood," Roxas replied, looking away sadly.

"But we will cheer you up! Find you a nice burro!"

"Roxas!" Said hunkey looked up at the sound of his name. He looked up, gasped, and called, "Hey baby! You can talk!"

There was Xion, flying over. "I know! It's weird, I've only been able to since today!"

Sora and Naminé waved as Roxas cheered, "Hey, that's my girl! Yeah! All right! Baby, where you been?" They nuzzled faces as she replied, "Looking for you to apologize."

"I'm sorry, too. I should've stayed. But Sora had this thing he had to do, and uh…"

Xion interrupted, saying something, but Roxas, thinking he had misheard, cried, "What? Say it one more time."

"You're a dad!"

"What are you talking about? Are you serious?"

"Completely! Kids!" she called, looking over her shoulder.

A baby hunkon with a blue body and gray wings and ears-a boy named Zack-flew in and collapsed next to his daddy. He let out a belch of fire, and a girl cried, "Papa!" Roxas screamed as he was attacked by his other kids-Tidus, Wakka, Selphie, and Fuu, and Zack joined the dogpile. He laughed, struggling to get up, and Sora and Naminé looked at each other, hoping that Roxas-irresponsible, immature Roxas-would be a good dad.

"Look at our little mutant babies!" Roxas cooed as Xion blew a pink heart-shaped puff of smoke. "I got to get a job."