At least once a day. But it's not my fault, I don't know how to cook anything 'healthy'.

Uh, yeah...

[ Does burning everything in the microwave count as being able to use it? ]

I'm not useless! And he's training me because I need it!

[ rrrr. ]

Well, excuse me for not having a key to whack people with. All I have are fists.

[ count to twenty, Hayner. ]

And, hey, brats need to know how to defend themselves if they smart off to the wrong person, right?

Then I wouldn't have any fun or anything going for me, would I?

Hey! I have a worthwhile friend! Her name is Roxas. And it's not my fault this place is stupid enough to not have anything fun enough for me.

Kind of hard to look when everywhere you turn, there is something horrible. Like pink arrows, or bad guys, or idiots with scars.

[ IGNORES THE STUPID COMMENT. ]

Yeah, well, clearly this place thought I had that coming.

[ brb, needs some ice cream ;o; do you want one, too. He's offering ~ ]

And by the best, you mean drowning yourself in sea salt ice cream until training, right?

[ grins. ]

Hey, there isn't an ounce of fat on me.

[ :| ]

[ ..... ]

I've been eating ice cream like this for years and nothing has changed.