And before long Rex was off in Lala Land.

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[I]He was somewhere dark, a theatre by the look of it. In one hand he had a large cherry cola, and in the other was a bag of...
"Black licorice?" Rex murmured. "But I hate this stuff!"
"But I love it." The voice from behind Rex was female, and heart-wrenchingly familiar.
"Sora?" He turned, expecring to see the strawberry blond... but not as a corpse with a smoking hole in her temple.
"You were my Weapon, Rex," the Sora-corpse chided. "You were supposed to protect me. That's what Weapons do for their Meisters."
"Sora, I'm sorry!" Rex was in tears now. There was a sudden flash of light and the Sora-corpse was gone, and a live Sora stood in the doorway.
"Don't be," she said softly, and disappeared in a whisp of smoke.[/I]