[Axel is, as usual,
poorly dressed when he appears on the Plane. And he can blame it on someone else this time! He's barefoot, sporting the tiniest hint of a future sunburn, and he's shirtless. OH BABY. It should be noted that Axel is sickeningly pale, so unless you're into the so-white-they-blind-you-in-the-sun-like-Edward kind of guy, he's probably not that attractive. He's also bony-edged and scrawny and lanky and other awkward high school adjectives.
The long coat, sash, and poofy pants can only mean one thing.
Agrabah!
With him comes a rush of hot air and sand, which he shakes off on his way to the kitchen for a nice, cold drink. He muses to himself while unscrewing a glass soda bottle.]
Man, I love double standards.