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Rey Kuzco

I'm gonna run from the voice of reason 'til it turns to laughter.

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a character in “Disney's Magical Island”, as played by Malfunction

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Rey Kuzco

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Nicknames: None.
Age: 19
Disney Movie: The Emperor's New Groove
Birthday: March 6th
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
The only memory left: I remember a green tacky pancho.

Likes:
  • Dancing
  • Parties
  • Attention
  • Pizza
  • Music

Dislikes:
  • Being ignored
  • Llamas
  • Festivals
  • Vegetables
  • Losing

Fears:
  • Frogs
  • Gravity


Personality: Most people call me self-centered but it's all because they're jealous. I am as awesome as anyone can be to say the least. I can be pretty dramatic and some people have even called me sassy. I guess I can be pretty selfish, especially when people have things I want. Sometimes I get stuff just because others want it or to show off. My nature is to be cocky and arrogant but I have pretty good reasons to be. I'm honest about my feelings and thoughts and for some reason people call me rude because of that. Sarcasm is in my tongue as well! I'm actually a really friendly guy when I want to be; the more people flocking around me the better, right? I love to have fun and dancing. Music is in my soul really, so it isn't uncommon to spot me singing or dancing a lot. I don't have a temper but I get annoyed when things don't go my way. I'm pretty energetic and I'm usually up to do anything - unless it's lame though! If it's boring then there is no way I'll do it. Well, maybe I'll do it but I definitely won't be happy about it! I get excited really easily and I love to do dangerous and fun things. I also hate when people touch me without permission. I love winning and shoving it in people's faces. Of course, everyone knows I'm not shy at all. I say and do what I want, when I want. I admit I can be pretty dense at times and might not be the smartest person ever. It's hard for me to keep my attention on one thing when there are a million other things around him. I just have a really short attention span and I can be a bit random at times. It's not my fault though, it's just who I am.

Biography: Kuzco was born and raised into royalty in his life before the island. This meant he was spoiled as can be and grew to believe that he was better than everyone else. Life went by as he wanted for many years until one day Kuzco decided to fire the woman who had been his royal adviser and raised him since he was young. This backfired on him because in an attempt of to kill him, he was transformed into a llama by Ezma. With the help of Pacha, a man who Kuzco had previously decided to make homeless, he set out to regain back his place in the kingdom and, of course, transform back to himself. Right after his final battle with Ezma in which she had been transformed into a cat, Kuzco was ripped away from his kingdom once again.

On the island, I am great and sociable. I have met so many people; some I like and some are just plain creepy. It's very fun though! From the week that I have spent here, I am really enjoying it. Although I feel that I'm missing something and sometimes I feel like I don't belong with the people here. I mean, maybe I'm different than them and meant for something bigger. There are a lot of pretty girls and funny guys that keep me entertained as well. I really like it here, though I really think it would look better with some kind of castle - better yet, a castle with my face! I know that this isn't where I'm supposed to be but I really don't want to leave even if it's the right thing to do.

Anything else? I'm usually at Max's Hangout partying it out. Oh, and it turns out that Rey means 'king' in Spanish! Fitting, wouldn't you say?

Password: Disney's Magic

So begins...

Rey Kuzco's Story

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Character Portrait: Gaston LeGumme Character Portrait: Mulan Hua Character Portrait: Yzma Empressa Character Portrait: Rey Kuzco Character Portrait: Rapunzel Gold Character Portrait: Briar "Aurora" Rose
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The sea sparkled a crystal blue, and seagulls cawed out to one another. On the other side of the island, the smell of pancakes filled Daisy's Diner. All over the island, beams of sunlight found themselves covering the premises. It was morning and the island was just waking up. All over, our fairytale characters started to open their eyes and venture outside of their manors, starting the day.

Day: 8th day on the island, Monday
Weather: Sunny and clear skies
Notes: Welcome, we are finally starting so let's enjoy this to the max. Also this is where I'll write assignments and events, if any. Also you can always look in the imporatant annoucments for them.



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The bright light oozing from the window woke Aurora. She wanted to continue to sleep, but with the light shining directly at her face it was a bit difficult. Also she could go close the curtains, but that would mean she'd have to get up and if she get's up then she might as well wake up entirely. After another five minutes of blinding light, and different positions, Aurora gave up and got out of bed. She opened the curtains all the way, letting the light eluminate the room. Quickly, Aurora changed out of her nightgown into this (one labeled Aurora) and went towards the kitchen. There she made coffee and breakfast for her roommates. She had to admit that she had tons of luck being roomed with Casey and Rapunzel. Aurora thought that they we're just both lovely. As she finished making the french toast and leaving it on the table, Auroa left a note saying that she was gone for the day. Packing her bag with a bathing suit that she'd found at Clarabelle Cow's Clothing, towel, and a lot of sunblock for her white skin, Auroa decieded to spend a day at the beach. Making sure the door was closed behind her, she started to glide her way to the beach, singing a small tune.


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Yzma was very aggitated to have been woken up, she heard some annoying creature at her window and it pissed her off. Oh well, she was awake now and there wasn't anything she could really do. Checking herself in the mirror, she removed all the night products she wears nightly. Then Yzma continued to add on her morning products, for some reason she was afraid of being all wrinkly which was odd since she's absolutely young and stunning. Glancing around her room, she took off her clothes and put on a bathrobe since she was going to take a shower soon. Setting out the clothes that she was going to wear today on her bed, Yzma started to think what she was going to do today. Maybe hang out with the boys and go drinking or something. She had to admit that there was a group that most people on the island didn't like, and she was part of it. Oddly enough they were able to stand each other, except for Ray. "Ugh damn you Kuzco!" she exclaimed to herself, thinking about the endless bickering of the previous night. After her obsession had left her, she decieded it was time to get herself clean. Jumping in the shower, Yzma started to belt out in song, making sure that it was loud enough for both Gaston and Mulan to hear. For Mulan to annoy her, and for Gaston so he might jump in and join her in the shower. "When I was a girl at my daddy's side,Papa, the royal mortician,Revealed to me in secret signs,The mark of the magician!" she sang loudly.

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Belle yawned, the sun burning through her eyelids, makeing her rouse from her dream. The same dream she always had- danceing with a man she couldn't quite place, but loved. She hated having the dream- it made her fill will longing. She stood up quickly, not wanting to wake the others of the house, and grabbed up the clothing she planned to wear for the day. Some people called what she wore to old-fashioned and silly. She called it sensible. She tiptoed down the hall and to the bathroom. She didn't really want to wake them, but if the shower did it then it was unavoidable. Oh well. She turned on the shower and while she was waiting on it to heat up she took the rubber band that was holding her mousy light brown hair in a bun and brushed through it, then stepped into the shower, letting the water wash away the last bit of sleep in her system before she ran the shampoo through her hair, planning the days activities. To to M-mall. Hang out with Mikey, then to the library. She went over the list in her head and tried to decide what to do after the library. Maybe go to the beach or something with Rapunzel? She would have to see what she was up to later. Belle washed the last bit of suds from her hair and her body, then wrapped a towel over her frame and began to dry her hair.

Once she had her hair thoroughly dried, she put on her clothing and braided her hair down the back, not wanting to bother with it. She went down stairs and rummaged through the cabinets, grabbing some cereal and milk from the fridge and pouring them in a bowl, absentmindedly chewing on the flakes as she picked up her phone from the counter she had left it on the night before and checked the battery- 70%. It would have to do. She groaned and set it down.

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Character Portrait: Terk Vines Character Portrait: Mulan Hua Character Portrait: Rey Kuzco Character Portrait: Rapunzel Gold Character Portrait: Mikey Muse Character Portrait: Naomi King
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When Casey agrees to a glass of the traditional morning drink, Rapunzel pours a second cup and sets it in front of him before sitting across from him at the table. He pushes the bowl towards her, and the young woman grins thankfully, reaching out and taking an apple to eat with her orange juice. The blonde often seems to have a pit of a stomach- she is constantly either eating or hungry, with brief periods of time in between the two options. What she has in gluttony, however, she makes up for by seeming to be constantly moving around, whether simply fidgeting or running around playing tag with Naomi or Mulan. She plays games with Pooh as well, of course, but he tends to prefer slightly slower pace things, like hide and seek or just sitting around and eating- not that she is against eating, of course, especially given her aforementioned constant hunger. Her cup of orange juice is drained by the time that Casey begins speaking again, detailing a plan to go look for driftwood or sea glass on the beach. Rapunzel takes a spoon and carves a smiley face onto her apple, though she does look up and nod at what he says, thinking that scavenging for sea glass would be something rather fun to do today. She places the apple, now possessing a crudely carved face, back into the bowl for someone to find and smiles at Casey before picking up her empty dishes, as well as his, and beginning to clean them.

"Can I join you? We could visit Pooh and Naomi afterwards, or invite them to tag along, maybe?" she asks cheerfully, apparently having left the mood she had woken up in. It doesn't typically take much for Rapunzel to regain her energy, as long as the only thing lacking had been actual physical energy. Besides, in all honesty, she had had a rather lovely dream last night, though it ended with the same thing that each of her dreams end with- a night sky lit up with paper lanterns, their lights reflected by placid waters. "I'm an excellent sea glass finder!" she promises.




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As he walks down the path, Mikey begins to wonder if her should perhaps go to Belle's house and see if she'd like to get breakfast at Daisy's Diner with him before they go to the mall. He is awfully hungry, having not eaten before leaving the house, and the Diner makes a rather excellent plate of pancakes- one of the orders comes with a face made of fruit and whip cream on it, and he has ordered it every time he went to the diner, regardless of the time of day. He has a rather childish sense of humor, or perhaps corny would be a better word for it, and thus finds the face to be positively delightful in every way- at least to him. I'm sure Belle has plans already, though. I'll ask Rey, he decides, helped by the fact that his walk has lead him in that generation anyways. The bespectacled young lad pulls out his cell phone -he seems to be one of the few who were immediately comfortable with using it- and sends a message to the person who is probably his best friend, at least to Mikey, on the island, one Rey Kuzco.

To: Rey
From: Mikey
Subject: Breakfast
Want to go to the Diner and grab breakfast?


The young man shuts his phone just in time to notice Terk and Mulan wrestling each other, or something like that. He raises an eyebrow and smiles, lifting a hand to wave but ending up having to push up his glasses instead. They seem to be busy, though, so Mikey doesn't speed up to stop and talk, as he might have otherwise. Besides, he's decent friends with Mulan, but Terk doesn't ever seem to talk with him very much.

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Character Portrait: Flynn Rider Character Portrait: Gaston LeGumme Character Portrait: Yzma Empressa Character Portrait: Rey Kuzco Character Portrait: Briar "Aurora" Rose Character Portrait: Mikey Muse
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An obnoxious yawn escaped the young boy's mouth as his eyes fluttered open. His hands reached into the air to stretch in the bed he had all to himself. He paused for a moment and allowed his senses to come back to him. It didn't take long and Rey jumped out of his bed in one quick move. Saying that Rey was a morning person was honestly an understatement. The young boy scratched his belly, his feet moving him to get cloths to change into. Even though they had only been on the island for a week, Rey's closet was already more than filled with lavishing cloths that showed off his awesomeness.

He picked a pair of jeans and a dark grey T-shirt with a V-neck. He decided to go the casual way that day, at least for now. There was no need to show off so early in the morning, there was more than enough time for that later. He put on his white sneakers and grabbed his phone before making his way out of his room and to the bathroom. Rey didn't even bother checking if anyone was in there first and instead went straight to washing his face and teeth. As he did so, his head bobbed to a tune he was humming with tooth paste in his mouth. The music from last night was still in his head and he couldn't help but smile at the memories of it. Most of it consisted of Gaston being extra touchy, Yzma arguing with him, James drinking everything in the place, and Flynn flirting with any girl that caught his eye. Through it all, though, they had an amazing time, like they always did when the group was together. Good times, good times.

Finishing, Rey made sure he was looking his best, which wasn't so hard seeing as he always good great, before making his way out the bedroom. As he made his way in the kitchen, Rey noticed a piece of paper on the counter. He skipped over to it and read the fancy handwriting that could only belong to Belle. It was a simple message that informed them that she had gone out and the could leave any dishes in the sink for her to wash later. Belle would make a great wife, Rey noted and smiled at her cuteness. Seriously, he would even write all over himself just to tell Belle she could read him all night because he was just that committed to pleasing his ladies. Shaking his head, Rey broke the fantasies that had begun to form in his head and read the rest of the note. She added that if they needed her, they could text her and to write down anything they needed as well. And almost as if she knew that Rey was about to send her a million of messages that consisted of Rey demanding for her attention, she added not to bombard her with them. Pouting, Rey grabbed the note, crushed it in his fist, and threw it away. Call him mischievous or evil, Rey wasn't about to let Simon see the note. No, the only man Belle took care of was him.

Before Rey could rummage through the fridge, his cell phone buzzed to announce someone had sent him a message. It was probably one of his many admirers wanting to know how he woke up and wishing him the best of luck. When he checked to see who it was, he was greeted to a text from Mikey asking if he wanted to go to Daisy's Diner and get something to eat. A smile reached his lips as his fingers began to pounce on the keys.


Sounds like a plan. It'll be your treat! I'll meet you there in around five minutes, okay?


Sending the message, Rey ran upstairs to get his jacket. Mikey was someone Rey could easily push around so it was actually easy for Rey to get along with him. Although the two didn't have the same kind of fun that Rey would have with people like Yzma and the others, he did have great moments with Mikey. After grabbing his jacket, Rey left the house and began making his way to the diner with a delicious breakfast in his head. He could practically smell the pancakes already and he had barely taken a few steps out the house.




Adam Biest




When Adam's numb senses reached him through his sleep, he woke up with a heavy sigh. He didn't move though and instead remained laying in his bed for a moment. His body was covered in a number of blankets and anyone who came into his room, though nobody would be so stupid to do so unless they want to be greeted by a very angry man, wouldn't think twice that the heap of blankets on the bed would contain someone. Yet there he was, in all that mess, hoping that he would fall back to a decent slumber. Yet the sleep had left him, it seemed, and Adam was forced to bring himself out of his bed because of it.

His room was a complete mess. There were cloths thrown across the floor, a few empty bottles of beer, and many more various objects that Adam couldn't even recognize. He put little mind to the things covering his floor though and kept moving past the trash to leave his room. His eyes glanced over to the direction where his other two roommates slept. Fortunately for him, neither of them were too loud or annoying. They didn't bother Adam and Adam didn't snap at them, simple as that.

He dragged his feet down the hallway until he entered the bathroom. He stripped out of the cloths he was wearing before turning on the water. He had slept with the same cloths he had worn last night, like usual. Once the water was to his liking, Adam stepped in and began to take the much needed shower to take out any sleep he still had left. His time on the island could be better described as him doing things on his own while now and then snapping at the others inhabitants. He always ate out, cooking was not his forte and the food in the fridge didn't appease his hunger. He would find himself eating alone at Daisy's Diner and in the same condition for lunch at either Chip N' Dale's Famous Burger or at Pluto's Pizza. Then he would either go to the Pier, by some sushi on the way, and read a book at the beach to spend the time. Then there was the gym where Adam could take out his anger freely or the theater to entertain himself. Aside from the library, those places were the main spots Adam would be at most of the time.

After finishing his shower, Adam stepped out and dried himself with a towel. As he wrapped the towel around his waist, his ears picked up the sound of footsteps. They were soft, almost undetectable if it wasn't for the silence in the house, and Adam guessed they could only belong to Merida. Adam stayed still for a moment. He sure as hell didn't want to run into her in the hallway with only a towel covering him up. Once he heard a door open and the sound of footsteps fade away, Adam deemed it safe and stepped out of the bath room and began making his way back to his bedroom. His eyes caught sight of the door that lead to Flynn's room opened and his eyebrows knitted together. It wasn't until his eyes caught sight of a flash of blonde hair that belonged to a girl who was scrambling off of Flynn's bed that Adam's mind registered it hadn't been Merida's footsteps. For a moment, Adam thought it was Rapunzel. He wouldn't be surprised if she got in the wrong house to be honest. Yet he quickly noticed right away that it was Aurora after she gave Flynn a stuttered apology.

Adam's body tensed up and his feet quickly moved him out of the hallway and into his room. That was great, just great. His day had just begin and now his head was going to be filled with the blonde all day. It wasn't that Adam harbored feelings for her, no that would be crazy. It was because she reminded him of the rose in his memory and the option that she could be someone in his past made him a complete mess. It was all that had been in Adam's head since he awoke in that stupid island. He wanted to go back home because he knew that he had been happy there. He remembered the feeling clearly and he desperately wanted it back. Sighing at his thoughts, Adam ran a hand through his wet hair as he went to find anything that wasn't dirty to wear before heading out to get breakfast.

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Mikey saw Belle waving at him and responded by lifting his hand and flashing a rather goofy smile at her before pushing his glasses back up, as they are perpetually sliding down the bridge of his nose in the most irritating way. Well, it would be irritating if the young man were slightly more easily aggravated. He also should probably go to Mickey's Mall in order to get smaller frames, but in the past week he has already grown attached to the black glasses which he has, and isn't particularly keen on exchanging them for a different set. He is about to approach her, but the lovely young woman simply smiles and continues walking on her way, hinting that she isn't really planning on hanging out with him until the mall, or is going somewhere to be by herself- probably the library or pool, from his previous experience. She seems to swim a lot, despite not giving any signs of actually being incredibly fond of the sort. It's alright that she walks away, because at that moment he receives a response text from Rey.

From: Rey
Sounds like a plan. It'll be your treat! I'll meet you there in around five minutes, okay?


He scans the text with a smile, not really thinking about the fact that he doesn't have an unlimited amount of money to be spending treating others to breakfast, because it isn't really his type of thing to worry about. After all, why think about money when one can enjoy breakfast chatting and laughing with friends? This decision against worrying is probably the best and only course of action for him, as Mikey wouldn't really know how to go about any other way. He quickly sends another text and slips the phone back into his pocket before heading towards the cafe, a little spring in his step because he believes that meals are always better with friends.

To: Rey
Alright! See you there :-)


He runs a hand through curly hair and continues to walk down the path, smiling at everyone he sees, as is his nature, until reaching Daisy's Diner and taking a seat at a booth, expecting Rey to find him, it isn't exactly a large establishment. Although Mikey picks up a menu, he is already perfectly aware of what he will be ordering- all he is doing, though, is sliding out the kids' menu. He picks a crayon out of the little box that is in the area that carries salt, pepper, and other condiments, and begins to work through the colorful little packet, one which seems to have new puzzles every time he comes. Mikey goes through the mazes and word scrambles easily, but hesitates at the Sudoku puzzle, pushing his glasses back up again and staring at them. He may be good at word puzzles and such, but Mikey has found, over the past week, that he absolutely despises Sudoku puzzles, which is strange considering his personality. That he hates something, that is. Still, he perseveres, slowly working his way through whilst awaiting Rey's arrival.

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Belle lifted herself from the pool, grabbing a plush white towel next to her bag and pulling it over herself. She held her feet in the pool and pulled the book-bag closer, extracting her journal and a pen and opening it in front of her. Small wet drops appeared from her hair on the pristine paper, but she just started writing. It was a short story, and it had everything in it she could possibly want- dragons, hero's, heroines, and- most importantly- love. She thought about that a lot, love. Then again, every girl does. It was almost finished (she had stayed up late the night prior simply doing that- writing). She read out the last line as she wrote it in. "And that, my dear, is why I never- and you should never- meddle with a fickle thing like love. Fate, love, all the same. They live together in perfect harmony." It was words she had chosen to live by, and they ended almost every love story she wrote, in different variations.

She put it back in the bag and stood up, curling her hair into the towel before she laid it back down and pulled the coverup on, pushing the door open and going back outside, then she started running. She wasn't the most athletic person in the world, but most definitely not the least by any means. She had a lot of endurance, but not whole lot of speed. She needed to go back to the house- she knew that. Her hair smelled like chlorine and she needed less revealing clothing- it wasn't like she could wear a bikini to anywhere but the beach or the pool- it just wasn't correct.

She pulled open the door to the house and rushed up stairs- not seeing that the note was gone. If she had, she would have been pissed. She also would have known immediately who it was. But she didn't and that was not important. She pulled on the clothing she had planned to wear during the day when she woke up and went back downstairs. A few hours of nice, calming reading would pass the time and then she would be able to go to the mall at an acceptable time.

She flipped on the television and turned it to some kind of scientific thing doing it's best to be 'fun' for it's younger audience- Mythbusters. She pulled out her book- she didn't watch a whole lot of T.V, she liked the background noise. Her eyes darted against the page as she curled up into the couch she was seated in.

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Rey arrived a bit later than he had predicted, mostly because of that fact that he had gotten a bit too caught up in an imaginary concert he was giving. It wasn't his fault, of course. Music just ran through his body and he happened to let himself be swept away by it more than a few times. Thankfully it was Mikey he was having breakfast today that morning. If he had arrived late for some of his other friends - cough, cough, Yzma - Rey would simply never hear the end of it. That was a trait that Rey happened to like about Mikey. He was loyal, too nice for his own good, and gullible; as some would say (aka Rey), he was a great lackey. That being said, Rey did consider him a friend in his own odd way.

"Yo, Mikey!" Rey's voice boomed through the air when he spotted his friend already seated in a booth. A silly grin had made it's way on his face as his hand moved into the air to give half a wave. Making his way over to Mikey, Rey notices him working on the kid menu's puzzles with a crayon. His eyes immediately brightened up. "Oh, have you done the maze yet? I rock at those," he bragged as he sat across his friend. He quickly noticed that most the puzzles were completed except the Sudoku puzzle. His eyebrows scrunched up together in distaste. Rey wasn't good with numbers and simply put didn't have the patience for those kind of puzzles. Quickly, Rey took the regular menu and began flipping through it. He began to glance over the pictures and food, analyzing all of them like it was the first time he had seen them. Rey always had a hard time figuring out things, what to eat fo example. In the end, Rey would usually always end up picking the same thing he always did in the end. In that case, it would be pancakes and a chocolate milkshake. Rey wasn't aware of his habit though, and like always, began trying to decide what would please his hunger.

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Mikey is crossing out, for the third time, his entries on the Sudoku puzzle in front of him when a familiar voice rings loudly through the mostly-empty diner. Of course, regardless of how crowded a place is, Rey always seems to have a way of making his voice heard in it. Mikey admires that in his friend, who always seems so confident and comfortable in his own skin. Not that he isn't comfortable in his own skin -Mikey is rather content, in fact- but the extreme confidence is something that, unlike most others on the island, he rather likes. It gives people a sort of presence, after all. You simply can't ignore them, even if one were to try to do so. The shout, "Yo, Mikey!" catches his attention immediately, of course, bringing his eyes up and pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose as they threaten to slip once more on account of the angle his head is tilted at. The young man's face breaks out into a bright a friendly smile, and he raises a hand to wave before Rey reaches the table he is sitting at. "Oh, Have you done the maze yet? I rock at those," Rey boasts with a cheerful expression as he slides into the seat across from Mikey. A frown flickers across the bespectacled lad's face before he shrugs and smiles sheepishly.

"Sorry, Rey, I've already done 'em all. Forgot that you liked to do those ones!" he admits with a warm but apologetic air about him. Seeing that Rey has begun flicking through the menu, Mikey picks his own up and looks at it, not really paying attention to the pictures, just making himself busy until Rey orders. He is conscious of always choosing the same thing, and of the fact that Rey always seems to order the chocolate milkshake and pancakes, regardless of how long he flips through the menu or how intently he stares at the various options which it presents in aesthetically pleasing ways. He only really stares at the menu for a moment before placing it back down on the table and glancing over his shoulder around the place. There never actually appear to be any cooks here, yet food is constantly being whipped up, and is consistently delicious.

"Getting pancakes and a chocolate milkshake?" Mikey asks Rey, guessing that the young man before him will order the usual dish- there has been no evidence as of yet that he will choose any alternatives.