The prompt for this crack drabble was "giant squid" I think, when it was given to me months and months and months ago. I'd written and forgotten about it until now, and really, the only reason I'm posting it is because no author's list of fics is complete until there are tentacles. Oh yeah, I went there. Anyway. Blame Archy the cockroach and the fact that my brain hates me. So uh, for warnings, crack, bad humor, tentacles, and old fic.
Also, don't own KH. Woe.
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Axel paused.
And stared.
And tilted his head a little to the side because the shiny blue-green trail was kind of interesting --
"...They're moving. And they're slimy. They're sliming up the walls."
Marluxia took a brief moment to try and consider if that was vague awe in VIII's tone, and then shrugged it off absently. "They were supposed to remain stationary; perhaps they..."
Axel didn't really care. Marluxia liked his gardens, that was all well and good but he really, really didn't care at all and so he left the other member to tend to his garden while he walked a little closer to the green tentacles that were gradually working their way up the wall, leaving a shiny, blue residue. Tilting his head to the side again, he reached out touched it with his fingertips and--
"...Oh, shit." He tugged at his fingers and then glanced back at Marluxia who was examining something about twenty feet away. "Oh, shit." Marluxia was a little bitch when it came to his garden and if Axel was planning on surviving the next year of his pseudo-life, then he had to find a way to get his hand off of--
-- and there was a tentacle sliming its way up his leg. Both of his legs, actually, and quite a bit faster than they were moving up the wall. "Uh, Marluxia? You- I- um. Shit."
At the red-head's eloquence, XI glanced back and then paused his examination of the cracked vial which looked like the remnants of one of Vexen's more interesting potions; reacts violently with flame, it said. Interesting.
"Marluxia, get your fucking plants off of-" Axel shifted and tried to take a step, only to find they held him in place and his pants were pretty much ruined as the sap clung to the leather. The other man didn't seem to inclined to do anything other than watch with a raised eyebrow, so Axel did what he'd been wanting to do ever since he was caught up. Summoning a handful of fire, he flicked it at the tentacles, relieved when they stopped and then eyes going wide when they went quicker up and around him. "Oh fuck-!"
"They react with heat!" Marluxia called helpfully, making his way over and a potentially dangerous smile curling his lips. Axel was nearly glued to the wall as the plants had twisted around him just as soon as the flame had been lit. One more appraising look and he stroked a hand down a free part of Axel's thigh teasingly. "I rather like the...promising-"
"No."
Marluxia's smile widened and Axel got the distinct impression that the arrogant bastard didn't care. "I'm not the one tied up right now, am I?" he asked in a honey-sweet, low voice. "I don't think that you have much of a choice in this area if you expect any kind of-"
"No tentacles. I swear if-" Axel growled, jerking against the slimy tentacles and resisting the urge to torch them and Marluxia along too. Nearly an hour later, his pants were ruined, and he had slime in places that shouldn't have it.
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…SHUT UP I KNOW I'M GOING TO HELL. It's all Archy's fault.