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Character(s): Ventus, Roxas, and Woody.
Content: While waiting for Sora to come home, Roxas and Ven discover...a talking toy? Why didn't Sora tell them that was there?
Setting: Sora's place.
Time: Afternoon, Week 32, same time as Sora and Kairi's ice cream log.
Warnings: None!

No matter how many weeks passed, Ven still couldn't help but find it amazing that Roxas looked exactly like him. Whichever way he looked at it, the blond haired boy sitting next to him was a mirror image. He hadn't thought that something like that was possible, except with twins, and he couldn't have a twin that was born in the future of his world.

But if there was anything he had learned on his travels, it was that the wider World was vast, and that there was a lot that he didn't know. So...maybe stuff like this just happened, sometimes. And, if that was true, then he was very lucky to have a lookalike like Roxas.

However, though he may have been thinking about it a little, what Ven and Roxas were talking about while Sora was gone wasn't quite so serious. Not even close.

"Hey, Roxas. Have you ever had any of the ice cream that they make in Disney Town?" he asked.

What else would they be talking about? After all, Sora had gone out for ice cream.

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Roxas couldn't get over just how much he and Ven were the same. But at the same time...he couldn't get over just how much they were different. Sure, they looked and sounded exactly alike, but Ven was so...happy. Roxas wasn't sure he'd ever be that cheerful, though there were days where he thought he was starting to get close. The more time that passed though, the more he could see just where Ven stopped....and he started.

"Disney Town? What's that?" Had Ven forgotten that Roxas had lost his memories for a second? Even if Roxas had, there's no way he could remember that.

To be honest, Ven didn't know much about the memory loss, if anything. For that matter, he didn't even really know what worlds Roxas had been too...and really, it was almost more fun if Roxas didn't know about Disney Town. That just meant they had more to talk about.

"It's a world I stopped at while I was traveling. They were having this really big festival, and one of the stands would give you ice cream if you brought them the right ingredients." He smiles a little at the memory of collecting everything that was asked for - some of it was a real pain to get. But...it was nice to have something to spend his time on, when he just needed to think.

"Some of the flavors were weird, but it was all really good! They even gave me a prize when I helped them make enough." And that prize - which probably seemed so simple simple when they gave it to him - had been the best part of all.

Seemed like either Ven had forgotten, or he just wasn't worried about it. That was just fine with Roxas, he didn't want to dwell on it right now.

"The only flavor of ice cream I've ever had is sea salt. At least...I think it's the only one..." He looked over to Ven and shrugged. If his double wasn't going to worry about it, he was going to try not to worry too.

"What was the prize?"

Ven had to dig around in his pocket for a few minutes - it was hard to sort out, in the mess of all the others (had he really collected so many?), but eventually he finds it - a Keychain that looked like a stack of ice cream cones, with a sundae at the end.

In a flash he summoned his Keyblade and switched out the keychain. The weapon turned into an almost comical tribute to ice cream of all sorts. Even the handle was bordered by ice cream cones...and the weapon itself was made up of scoops.

"What do you think?" he said, showing it to Roxas. Though, if Roxas had only ever had one kind of ice cream...

Well, Ven thought, he'd just have to fix that!

The keychain confused Roxas at first, especially when Ven replaced his. Him and Sora had never had reason to summon their Keyblades much, so Roxas hadn't seen the two of them switching the keychain before. What surprised him more was when the Keyblade changed shape. It looked kind of...cute.

"It's...funny looking," he said with a bit of a laugh. "Those are all different kinds of ice cream, right?"

"Yeah." Ven replied. "That's right. Lot's of them." He considered dismissing the Keyblade, but had another thought instead. He smiled, turning toward Roxas.

"Wanna take a better look at it?" he asked, offering the weapon to Roxas. It wasn't often that he did that. It was sort of an unspoken rule that you don't hand your Keyblade to just anybody, at any time. But Ven trusted Roxas.

"Y'know, one of these days, we should all just go out for ice cream - me, you, and Sora. We'll try everything we can find until we burst!"

With a surprised look, Roxas took the Keyblade, finding its weight and balance very different from his own. Yet...something about holding it felt...familiar. Like he'd held it before. A brief image of himself holding two very different Keyblades flashed across his mind, but it was gone as soon as it came. He made the thought go away by paying closer attention to the Keyblade itself, and after a moment he handed it back to Ven.

"That would be a lot of fun," he answered with a small smile.

Meanwhile Woody was in Sora’s room. Grumbling as he rummaged through the sock drawer, trying to see if he can find his hat, which he misplaced… Again. If anyone dared to make a comment that it’s because of his old age he swears, “ARGH, where is it? Where is it?!”

Tossing clothes from left to right, Woody didn’t recall if that was making too much noise or not, all he was concerned about was finding his darn hat. He’s pretty sure it wasn’t in the trash bin or under the bed, he already checked. “AW! Come on! This has got to be the last time,” Woody groaned in frustration trying to think of where else it would be.

Ven smiled again, taking the Keyblade back and dismissing it. He turned to Roxas, opening his mouth to speak again...but, before he could, something caught his attention. He turned his head, as if looking for something.

"Hey, Roxas?" he asked, still looking around the room. "Did you hear something?" It sounded like there was movement somewhere, and...was that a voice?

The noises had reached Roxas' ears before Ven mentioned them. "Yeah...I wonder what it is." He motioned to Ven to keep quiet for a second. Roxas tried to think of what it could be, but he wasn't having any luck.

"It's coming from...Sora's room. Wanna check it out?" Roxas grinned. Going into Sora's room was always something of an adventure, since it was always so messy in there.

Woody already hopped out of the drawer, now rummaging underneathe Sora’s bed. Trying to see if he dropped it there accidentally, he lifted up the blanket that hanged off the bed. “I can’t believe it-I can’t believe I lost my hat, twice in one week! This is really-UGH!! I just hope Sora does have in it his pockets-! His pockets!”

Sitting straight up, Woody hit the bottom plank of the bed with his vinyl head. He gave out a groan and held his head, stumbling out, kicking a sock to the side. As he continue to look around the room more. “Oh that’ll take forever if it’s in his pockets, he has so many of them, well I mean the chances are slim that my hat would be in there. But what if it is… I don’t wanna look outside again if it fell out the window again. Did I put it on the windowsill? Ooooooooooh, this is ridiculous!”

He listened for another moment, and the noises continued...and, if anything, he was even more sure that he was hearing some kind of voice. What could it be? No one had come inside since Sora left. Had they gotten in somehow? It was definitely worth checking out.

"Yeah." Ven replied. "Lets go take a look."

Roxas didn't waste any time in hopping up off the couch. "I wonder what's in there..."

He slowly opened Sora's door, and stopped when he saw what looked like one of Sora's toys scrambling about the room. "...Huh?"

Woody already starte rummaging through a box, to see if his hat was in there, “It’s gotta be in here somewhere! It can’t just disappear, he heard the door open, and not really paying attention, he assumed it was Sora that was in the doorway. Woody proceeded to wave his hand, “Oh not now Sora, I lost my hat! And I need to find-”

Freezing in place as Woody turned his head, holding one of Sora’s chains. His lip dropped in an “Oh” as he saw Roxas and Ventus in the doorway. His eyes widens, pupils restricted. SERIOUSLY? Caught again? Dropping the chain, Woody smacked his forehead cause really the only thing he could say was this, “Oh no, not again.”

The movement near the dresser immediately drew Ven's attention, and he looked immediately. His eyes widened when he zeroed in on the sight - was that a toy? A toy that was moving?

Not fully registering what Woody was saying, Ven walked a little bit closer, both to get a better look and to be within talking distance.

"Hey there. Are you looking for something?" he asked, in a friendly voice. He wasn't sure if whoever this little guy was should have been looking though Sora's stuff like that, but he figured it was better not to assume anything.

Roxas wasn't sure what to make of this, so he hung back. This was weird, even for Sora... He watched Ven approach, and almost took a step back himself, not wanting to...frighten it? ...Him? He really didn't know. Why hadn't Sora told them one of his toys could talk? It seemed like something he'd be really happy to tell people...

Woody looked through his plastic fingers, giving a exasperated sigh and then nodded. “Yea… Yea, I lost my hat, I can’t find it anywhere,” Woody puts his hands on his belt, “You guys don’t happen ta know where it is, do ya? I mean I don’t think Sora has it, I mean why would he I’d never know, but that boy’s gotta a lotta pockets and-Hang on… I think I’ve seen you around here before… Or at least one of you… Or maybe both?”

Pointing a plastic finger between the two of them, Woody gave a perplexed look, are these two twins? They must be, “Uhhhh, Well, I know one of you is named Roxas,” Woody said biting his lip, trying to figure who is who, “Which one is…?”

"Roxas? That's him." Ven said, smiling and pointing back to the other boy. Finding this was a surprise, for sure, but it wasn't a bad one at all. Whoever this toy was, he seemed pretty friendly - weird as that sounded, for a toy. "And I'm Ventus." he said when he spoke again, pointing to himself. "I'm sure you've seen us around, if you've been here for a little while."

Of course, he couldn't be sure about that. But it seemed like it made sense.

"Now, start from the beginning. What does the hat look like?"

"Ven...how is Sora's toy...talking to us?" Then again...was it really so weird? Simba, Timon, and Pumbaa could all talk, and apparently they weren't supposed to either...

When Ventus introduced who was who, Woody nodded with an “Oh” and smiled. Though knowing, he’ll have to explain some things. What with him being a walking, talking toy and all. Rubbing the back of his neck as he spoke, “Heh yea, Sora took me in when I first got here, he really didn’t find out I actually talked till later. Riku kinda figured it out when he found me on the journals, and so Sora found out I was… Well ‘alive’, like you guys usually would say about us toys.”

Giving a sigh, Woody looked down for a minute, “Ya see, we’re not exactly allowed to let people know we can walk and talk. It can ‘cause a lotta problems as you can imagine I’m sure.”

The cowboy doll cleared his throat before looking back up at the two, “So! Yea, my hat, well it’s brown and small enough to fit my head. It’s a cowboy hat so that shape, uhhh hand-stitched… I think that’s it, I tried looking around Sora’s room. Now it’s possible I might have left it in the living room we can look there.”

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"Beats me." Ventus replied, turning back toward Roxas. He smiled at the other boy, still seeming perfectly relaxed with the situation. "But he seems alright." That was more then enough for Ven. He had met talking mice before - if he could make friends with them, then why not with a talking toy?

He listened to Woody's explanation intently, nodding when it was all over. "Well, if you don't want anyone else to know, your secret is safe with us. Right, Roxas?"

"Now, let's go see about finding that hat!"

Keeping secrets was something Roxas wished he wasn't so good at, but at least this time it was for a good reason. He nodded. "Yeah, no problem." Then he smiled and looked down at Woody. "Don't worry, we won't tell anyone."

As to finding the hat...that was gonna be a lot harder. How were they supposed to find something liek that in an apartment where Sora lived? "...You sure Sora didn't just take it with him?"

Woody smiled up at the two, “Thanks guys I really appreciate it.” Letting himself lead the way he went toward the living room. Rubbing his chin as he let his eyes gazed around the room. “Now let’s see, it’s gotta be here somewhere… Let’s just hope it’s still around here anyway.”

Snapping a finger Woody pointed, “The couch!” And the cowboy doll was off climbing up on the couch to try and search under the cushions, as he was searching, he gazed briefly at the two, “So you guys are good friends of Sora too? It seems that kid knows almost everyone.” Giving a slight chuckle at that.

Following Woody was probably the best way to go about this, Ven thought, since he would know what he was looking for. They could just help him out.

So when the toy ran over to the couch Ventus did just that, lifting up one of the cushions that Woody wasn't searching under to see if he could find if he could find anything. Though he didn't see anything under the first one, he wasn't too worried - there were lots of places to look.

"Yeah, that's right." Ven said. "He helped me out when I first got here."

"He's..." How do you tell a toy that you're only part of someone? That you're not really your own person at all? Come to think of it, Roxas hadn't even told Ven about that, had he? Maybe...it would be better if they didn't know. Just the fact that Ven was almost exactly like him in everything but the way he acted was weird enough already.

"Yeah, he's a friend," Roxas finally said.

Woody glanced over to see if Ventus found his hat under cushions. Oh darn no luck, he hoped down to look underneath the couch. Glaring down trying to see in the dark there, well he thinks he sees a sock. Ya that’s it. Woody sighed, well no luck, looking back up, “Oh ok, sounds-”

Then the cowboy doll spotted something on top of the fridge in the kitchen, “Hey-wha-HEY! My Hat! …I think-I THINK IT IS!” And without a word Woody rushed over to the kitchen. He looked up, “How the heck did it get up there?!”

When Woody reached there, he gave a frown and slight twitch, “Uh guys, you don’t mind if you…?” Indicating to his slight little height problem.

Again Ventus just watched as the toy rushed to the kitchen, following as closely behind as he could without getting in the way. It didn't take look to see Woody's predicament for himself - the hat on top of the fridge was way too high for him to reach alone.

"Don't worry." Ven said, walking toward the fridge. "I can reach it." He figured he might as well take care of it. It was either him or Roxas, and he was the closest to it.

He wasn't exactly tall, but reaching the top of the fridge wasn't much of a problem even for Ven. He picked up the hat, and in no time at all he was handing it over to Woody.

"There you go!"

Roxas' eyes followed Woody with a mix of confusion and interest. It was just a hat, wasn't it? What was so important about it anyway?

He smiled a little when Ven pulled it down off the fridge for the toy though, glad to know that the high strung little cowboy would be at ease.

“Oho thank you, thank you!” Woody exclaimed happily as he put the hat back on his head, pushing it down comfortably, and gave a little laugh, “What’s cowboy without his hat, huh? Like a yodel without yap-hee-hoo, right?”

Tilting his hip, Woody snapped his finger, “So, how do I look?” As he straightened himself to look like a typical cowboy, he always wanted to look like Clint Eastwood. Now that was one cool cowboy!

Ven didn't have the slightest clue as to what Woody was talking about, but he laughed anyway. The hat must have been really important to him, Ven thought, if he was that excited to get it back. That just made him happier that he could help out.

"Looking good! Guess that hat is right where it should be."

Woody did look better with his hat, Roxas had to admit. "I wonder how it got up there," he mused, trying to think of a reason Sora would've put it there. It couldn't have just flown up there on its own.

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