Toe Toes

"This little piggy went to the market," Roxas sang out, grinning hard as he twiddled around with Naminé's pinky toe.

There had been a large party, one of wild music and toliet paper being flung through the air when everyone least expected it. There were large amounts of people crowded together and dancing to loud, blasting music that made neighbors call police on several occassions. There were groups of boys and girls running madly about and breaking almost everything in sight. There was food and snacks of all quality: from sugared to salted, and beverages of all sorts.

It was a party held by teenagers who's parents were out.

Now, however, the music had faded away, and most teens went home, seeing as though the party was over.

Roxas, stayed though. Naminé had actually fallen asleep in the midst of all the chaos, and, Roxas couldn't find it in him to abandon his friend by not being there when she were to wake up.


That, and she was also his ride home.

"This little piggy went to the carnival," Roxas contined to sing, now playing around with the next toe in line.

Naminé, the blond girl sleeping breathing very lightly, was passed out on the tanish couch in the living room, where everywhere on the ground was scattered candy wrappers and confetti. Roxas was sitting crossed legged in the couch directly in front of hers, amused with his little game of playing with the toes of Naminé's feet.

"And this little piggy went to..."

He took a pause, not knowing where the "piggy" could have possibly have gone.

"To the park..." he muttered very quietly, unimpressed with how it clearly didn't fit well into the song.

The next toe, the one before the biggest one, he declared went to The World That Never Was.

"It fits,"he thought, smiling.

Very soon, he went on to playing with the biggest toe.

"And this little piggy went all the way home!" He exclaimed, clapping and applauding himself with glee.

"Woo! Piggy went all the way home!" he exclaimed to the empty
house.

Sora, in the distance and also the one to throw (and clean up) the party, heard Roxas and sighed, picking up bottles of everything from the carpet.

"I think someone might have 'added' something to the lemonade..." he thought, dragging a plastic, black trashbag everywhere to pick up the huge mess.

"Roxas!" he called out. "Wanna help me clean up?" he grinned hopefully.

Roxas now began to roar into laughter. "Heck nah!" he yelled back, then playing once more with Naminé's toes.

"Piggys like to travel," he commented quietly, but loud enough to be heard by Sora.

"Roxas! Come on, help me clean up?" Sora pleaded, walking over towards him, in his hand still the trashbag.

"Ha!" Roxas randomly shouted. "Sora! I just realized! You have a girl name!" he laughed crazily from this realization. "But," he scoffed, "I don't! Roxas! That's a MANLY name! Haha! But yours! SORA." Roxas continued to laugh.

Sora groaned miserably. "Roxas, you had too much of that lemonade," he
pointed out with crossed arms. Of course, he knew it wasn't just lemonade that Roxas drank.

"Go away, Sara," Roxas grumpily muttered, going back to play with Naminé's toes. "I don't need no nagging right now."

Sora only glared at the drunk boy, then kneeled down to pick up more garbage.

"All the little piggys went to the market!" Roxas exclaimed, laughing so hard he fell to the ground and started to roll around.

Sora miserably only stared, not quite sure what to do about the small dilemma.

"Piggys all over in all the worlds!" Roxas proclaimed. "Piggy heartless! Piggy Nobodies! Piggy-"

"Get a hold of yourself!" Sora exclaimed, drowning out his rant of how pigs would dominate the worlds.

At Sora's loud outburst, Naminé seemed to groan a little. She shivered, half awake, and began to search for a blanket with eyes remaining closed.

"Naminé!" Roxas shrieked, standing, and then bowing. "The queen of the piggy toe toes," he said in a very polite manner.

"How may I serve you, madam?
Naminé's eyes shot to an open at Roxas' strange words. She stared at him, then to her feet.

"Roxas!" she yelled, almost horrified.

On each and every one of her toes, messily drawn on, was a doodle of a pig's face. They all had a different emotion, and two, in particular, were kissing were angled in the right position.

"Do you like it, your majesty?" Roxas asked dumbly, showing her the red marker that he used to draw them on. "It's the wonderous mural of my gratitude." Again, he bowed politely.

Naminé then looked to Sora, completely confused and a little freaked out.

Sora only shrugged. "I dunno," he said, as his only response.

"Come on," Naminé said to Roxas as she sat up straight from her temporary bed. "We should get you home...Roxas..."

Roxas only nodded. "If you say so, your majesty," he said, once again bowing.

Naminé stood on her feet, opening her mouth to talk, but randomly interupted by a loud, shrill scream from Roxas.
"You're stepping on the piggys!" he yelled, bouncing up and down and pointing to her bare feet.

Naminé laughed a little, as did Sora, who was still picking up the mess of the earlier party.

"Roxas," Naminé said. "I think you just need a nap..." she took his hand, grinning.

"Let's go," she said.

"Bye!" chimed Sora, in the mere background as he began to whistle as he cleaned.

"But, Naminé," Roxas said. "Where are we going?"

"To the market, the park, the Castle That Never Was, and the carnival," Naminé said, mildly joking around.

"Wow," Roxas said, amazement filling his eyes. "Really, Naminé?'

Naminé giggled at his response, then led him out the door, still holding his hand.

"Nah. Just home."
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