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[Here is a twelve year old Xemnas sitting on some random couch. He should probably be wondering where he is... But he can't be bothered to. So just going to sit there reading a book he found laying around.]

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[Libraries are Xemnas' second home. He's hiding away near the back of the non-fiction section.]

[don't worry, mister library genius, if Saix gets bored of hunting you down he will leave you there. all alone. lost.

....but for now he's still looking.]

[Xemnas wont get lost this time, promise. He might be bored and climbing the shelves to sit on the top of the book cases...]

[you dork, Xemnas, you are not ninja enough to escape Saix's amazing hearing. he sees you.]

Get down here.

[Yeah but he's safely up on the shelves. You can't get me~]

No.

[you underestimate the determination of an angry Saix. who happens to be pretty good at climbing stuff. hi there.]

Be like that.

[agheoi Saix too close and too angry. Gets up and jumps onto another book case. This is safe, do it at home kids.]

[god damn it. have a growl and an angry face, before he follows you. ew, so much dust getting on these bare feet now. gross.]

[Here's Xemnas jumping away as fast as he can. Oh shit out of bookcases. And sudden stopping is not smart kids. The bookcase starts to tip over. Now Xemnas is flailing and falling. And ow. Covered in books.]

[Saix follows until suddenly there is no bookcase to land on--ow, Xemnas, you just hit him in the face with your flailing. commence collapsing into that book pile.]

...Way to go. [ow, books have sharp corners.]

[Trying to get away from the sharp pointy book corners.]

You're the one chasing me.

You hit me in the face for no reason.

[oh, there you are. hi, grabbing you by the collar. not going anywhere, mister.]

You were being an idiot.

[Oh god no. Trying to get away now.]

I seem to recall I was doing nothing idiotic. You were the one being immature.

[ohhh no, not happening. grip tightens. to kick or not to kick, hmmm.]

You were acting all smug and stuff. No I was not.

[jabowe Kicking books at you know. Oh god he doesn't want to die]

I was sleeping.

[ack books. pulls on that shirt of yours- either this or hitting you in the face with a book of his own. take your pick.]

I mean before you were sleeping.

[Oh.. Just going to stop that kicking. But ow can we get off the books now?]

I was reading then. What were you doing, watching me?

[just as planned. and books do hurt to be on like this. slides off the pile, pulling you along.]

I mean before before that. God... I wasn't watching you.

[Yay off of the books! But uh... Still doesn't like the death grip, though]

So you hit me in the face as revenge from something like twenty minutes ago? That's petty.

[too bad the more you try to defend yourself with those silly words, the worse the grip becomes.]

It was petty at all. Hmph.

[But words are all he knows how to do. D:]

Yes it was.

[well Saix doesn't want to hear your words now. he's letting go and walking away now. to be somewhere else. somewhere else like the reference section.]

[Now he's kid of sad that he made you so angry. But uh... How does he apologize for throwing a pillow at your face? D:]

[dunno, I don't throw pillows at faces often. try something, Xemdork.]

[aighweg Awkward apology time? Oh god kids]