Sora: Ugh what happened? I guess I shouldn't have used Riku's special paopu fruit juice. (Yawns then lies back down)

Kairi: (Looks down at Sora)

Sora: Aaaah creepy psycho lady die! (Gets up) Oh hi Kairi. Go fix me a sandwich woman!

Kairi: Sora you lazy bum.

Riku: Hey dudes, what's going on? Like my new puffy pants?

Sora: Oooo did you get them from Macy's?

Riku: Actually I did. Thanks for asking. (Throws log at Sora)

Sora: AAAAAAAH MY LEG!!! OH MY GOD!!!! (Screaming)

Riku: So how's it going Kairi?

Kairi: So you noticed. Okay, we'll fix it together.

Riku: Sora shut up!

Sora: Okay.

Riku: I'm tired. I just carried that log four miles away from here.

Sora: Hey lets have a random race! (Starts racing with Riku)

Sora and Riku: (Singing Chariots of Fire theme)

Sora: So erm why are we using a raft? How can we survive in deep space? Won't we suffocate?

Riku: Listen, I'm older than you and I have it planned out.

Sora: Yes sir, sorry sir.

Kairi: So, suppose you get to another world. What would you do there?

Sora and Riku: (At the same time) Every single chick I can find.

Riku: Dude, that's what I was thinking!

Sora: We're two minds alike.

Riku: Two dirty minds alike.

Sora: Just like teenagers.

(Disney Castle)

Donald: Mission a go. Yes mission a go. Plan to assassinate King Mickey a go. Okay I'll just whistle. (Whistling)

Door: With the password, you may enter.

Donald: Ahem...Password.

Door: You are allowed in.

Donald: (Enters door) Hey King Mickey...err...I know this isn't the best time to say it, but...I think you should really consider redecorating. It's dry and the draft's terrible in here. You know today the lighting's err...(sees no one on the throne) Oh my God!

Pluto: (Growling with a letter in his mouth)

Donald: Nice threatening doggy thing. (Reads letter)

Mickey's letter: Ha ha! We found out your plan! Take this Donald.

Donald: (Gasp) NOOO! ABORT! ABORT! ABORT! ABORT! BORT! BORT! BORT! (Running through courtyard) Abort! Abort! Abort! We have to abort the mission! We gotta pack our bags, the gig's off.

Goofy: (Snoring)

Donald: Goofy! Goofy! You lazy bum, get up. We need to pack our bags. We need to get out right now.

Goofy: (Asleep)

Donald: Get up or I'll have to fry the rest of your brains out! (Uses thunder on Goofy)

Goofy: Dude, what happened man? Oh how's it going Donald?

Donald: He knows about the assassination. We need to get outta here.

Goofy: Queen Minnie?

Donald: No, not her.

Goofy: Erm Daisy?

Donald: No, she was for Tuesday. Come on, try to remember.

Goofy: Erm dude, they're behind you.

Donald: Huh? (Turns round to see Minnie and Daisy behind him) Errrrrrrm...THUNDAGA!!!!

Minnie: (Screams)