Well people, this fan-fic was originally made by "Pedro" in the communitty "Desorganization XIII" at orkut. It'll be translated by me, since it was originally in portuguese. Mansex Report 01 - Heartless Pet Shop This month the organization is passing through a serious monetary crisis, without money even to supply the basic necessities (I noticed that when I saw my swedden chocolate was over). In search of a solution to collect Munny, I made some research, until an idea occured: people love pets, so I decided to open a pet shop. But not a normal shop, a heartless one! The idea sounded great on the beggining: there are people who have all kinds of exotic animals, such as monkeys, snakes and lizards, etc. And the heartless are exotic as well. Who never dreamed of walking with your pet Darkside on the collar? Of course some organization members tried to dissuade me of my purpose: Saïx: This will never do, Xemnas. You can't know what they will do to their owners! Axel: Why dont you open a fast-food ? I like toast hamburgers. :) Xemnas: Never! I wont forget the years it took me to become thin again because of this stupid fast-food! And Saïx, what is wrong with the heartless sale? They're very pracital: dont destroy the furnitures, dont poop and dont smell people's asses. To my surprise and disillusionment, Saïx was right: I forgot the heartless follow a basic instinct, which is to capture hearts. As I have no heart, it meant nothing to me, until the customers' friends called the Customer Service saying their friends had become heartless. Also, a good-for-nothing island disappeared somewhere, just after my first Darkside sale. There was only one advantage to it: some of those heartless generated nobodies for my evil army *diabolic laugh* The heartless shop sounded like a lost business until a customer saved it: an astute hunter called Clayton bought a great amount of Powerwilds and Bouncywilds to the jungle he was hunting gorillas at. Some weeks after that, a guy that looked a lot like me bought an imense amount of Shadows, Dark Balls and Invisibles. The sales began to speed up and soon I discovered the andswer: the heartless would be a soldiers supply to supervillains. The result was a sucess: evil celebrities like Adolf Hitler, Mao Tse Tung and Osama Bin Laden soon began askin for heartless for their armys (why do you think they became famous?). Unhapilly, the shop had a dark end. It was the day of my life's business, and on that day I was summoned by the evil sindicate to meet someone at Hollow Bastion, and then I let our newcomer, Roxas, to take care of the shop. Some time after I left, a fat, full-of-money guy called Pete came to the shop and bought all the heartless stock, and the reserve. Roxas sold them to him for some miserable 10 MUNNY! That was a catastrophe: I dint had money to re-supply the shop and it brocke. Poor thing, it would be the organization's glory moment. Now it is 3:00 am. Fortunately, the little money that remained was enought to take the organization out of the hole. And talking about taking out, I have to take Roxas out of the Rabid Dog's jail (I put him there to avenge). Ah, never mind, I'll take him out next week, IF I remember >=D. For now, I'll try Axel's idea, fast-food sounds a good thing.
