Axel was busy punching shit in the Item World. He was in his own guitar, actually, and the enemies were pretty damned tough. He thought about calling for help. He somehow had the phone numbers of random “friends” in his ever so stylish cell phone, but whom would he call…
Archimedes gasped, his heart racing frantically as he heard that familiar voice. This had to be a dream. It had to be.
“U-um…Yes, hello?” he answered, trying to keep his voice level. “Can I help you?” Oh my god Axel was calling him it was really him and he didn’t know how it happened but OH MY GOD THIS WAS THE GREATEST THING EVER.
Axel wasn’t too sure exactly who he called. He briefly thought about hanging up without saying a word, but what good would that do?
“Hey there! This is Axel the Dark Hero! Annnnd President,” a sly grin crossed his features, “I’m just calling to make sure I can count on your vote in the next presidential election so I can remain in office? You will? Oh, great! I knew I could count on you, my dear demon friend!”
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“R-really?” Archi exclaimed, his voice rising by half an octave with excitement. “Mein gott…A-are you sure? I don’t want...
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If Axel wasn’t weirded out by not, nothing this guy said would. And after dealing with a masochist angel, Axel’s jimmies...
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is this the krusty krab
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