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PRINCESS PAOPUKO II
By Axel Ingleson
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or its characters. I do, however, own Paopuko.
-Chapter Four-
"Are you okay?" Paopuko asked Kajiko as they sat together in the garden later that evening, watching the sunset.
"I just found out that my father hated me," Kajiko grumbled. "Of course I'm not all right."
"Aw, your father didn't hate you," King Mickey told her. "He loved you as much as a Nobody could."
"I wish I could meet him," Kajiko grumbled.
A pair of whirling chakrams appeared suddenly before them. They traced a door of fire in the air before them. A figure stepped forward clad in a long black robe. He looked ethereal, as though he wasn't entirely solid. Behind his head was a white-gold halo which complimented his fiery hair.
"Kajiko," he said. "Please, forgive me for leaving you. I lost your mother and the one who was meant to become your papa. I couldn't bear to face the possibility of losing you, too. Not to mention I needed Sora to defeat the remainder of the Organization. It was the only way to keep you safe."
Kajiko reached out to take her father's extended hand. But her hand passed through his as though it were made of warm air. Kajiko looked at King Mickey and asked,
"Why can't I touch him?"
"Because he's an angel and can only project his spirit to earth."
Sora looked at the fire-mage and crossed his arms.
"He's an angel? What, was the devil afraid of a little competition?"
Kajiko stood to hit him but Axel said,
"Hey, the few sins I committed were atoned for when I saved your butt."
Paopuko and Kajiko both snickered, Kajiko to the point of silent giggles. She felt a lot better now that she knew that her father didn't hate her and had died for a good reason.
By Axel Ingleson
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or its characters. I do, however, own Paopuko.
-Chapter Four-
"Are you okay?" Paopuko asked Kajiko as they sat together in the garden later that evening, watching the sunset.
"I just found out that my father hated me," Kajiko grumbled. "Of course I'm not all right."
"Aw, your father didn't hate you," King Mickey told her. "He loved you as much as a Nobody could."
"I wish I could meet him," Kajiko grumbled.
A pair of whirling chakrams appeared suddenly before them. They traced a door of fire in the air before them. A figure stepped forward clad in a long black robe. He looked ethereal, as though he wasn't entirely solid. Behind his head was a white-gold halo which complimented his fiery hair.
"Kajiko," he said. "Please, forgive me for leaving you. I lost your mother and the one who was meant to become your papa. I couldn't bear to face the possibility of losing you, too. Not to mention I needed Sora to defeat the remainder of the Organization. It was the only way to keep you safe."
Kajiko reached out to take her father's extended hand. But her hand passed through his as though it were made of warm air. Kajiko looked at King Mickey and asked,
"Why can't I touch him?"
"Because he's an angel and can only project his spirit to earth."
Sora looked at the fire-mage and crossed his arms.
"He's an angel? What, was the devil afraid of a little competition?"
Kajiko stood to hit him but Axel said,
"Hey, the few sins I committed were atoned for when I saved your butt."
Paopuko and Kajiko both snickered, Kajiko to the point of silent giggles. She felt a lot better now that she knew that her father didn't hate her and had died for a good reason.
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