Demyx stood outisde of the wodden door, listening to the rather awkward conversation between his two fellow Organization members.
"I've already told you, you can't lick, suck, nip, massage, or certainly eat my nuts!" Axel yelled at a certain pink-haired member.
"Oh yeah, just watch me!" Marluxia retorted, "Besides Axel, they may be 'home grown' but they still aren't that big, I've had bigger nuts fit into my mouth before!" Axel snarled at this comment, his pride a bit hurt.
"You friggin' bag of hoe, stop touching my nuts!" he ordered pinky.
"You know what, no. " Marluxia's voice came as snobbish and slightly venemous. There came a large crash, and two "oofs"
"Great, now look, my nuts are all wet. . . and my pants too! These are new!" Axel yelled, obviously very angry.
The door opened and Marluxia walked out, "I'm no longer interested in you're nuts." Demyx fell to Marluxia's feet, losing his balance thanks to the fact he'd been pushed against the door.
Demyx looked up, and there stood Axel. A bowl of walnuts held in his hands, he was currently picking a water bottle out of the walnuts, the water spilling over the bowl and onto the front of his pants. Demyx pulled himself up off of the ground and brushed himself off, fleeing the slightly dissapointing scene. "Well. . . that explains some things. . ."