Genre: Humor

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or the prompt The Pocket Muse by Monica Wood.

Kitty Cat Chagrin

Demyx was sitting at the kitchen table when the strangest thing happened. Not strange as in Nobody and Heartless strange, no, this was weird even by their standards. Zexion crawled into the kitchen, not in a way that was like he was hurt but on hands and knees. That wasn't the extent of the weirdness though. His eyes were glazed over in a hazy way and he was 'meowing' for all it was worth.

Demyx blinked twice, staring down at The Cloaked Schemer. He was trying with all his might to contain the laughter that was bubbling up from inside him but he lost just about lost it when Zexion raised up his hand and licked the back of it. At that point the laughter just flowed out, like a wellspring that was overflowing, needing to spill over somewhere else. Zexion looked up at him and clambered over, pawing at the bottom of his cloak.

The Nocturne had no idea who would be this cruel to Zexion but all he was thinking now was that if he ever got back to normal, he would probably have lost all of his dignity as the most anti-social member of the organization. Demyx heard the door to the kitchen open and watched as Axel and Roxas ran in followed by the sound of Vexen yelling at them.

When Axel saw Zexion, he just burst out laughing, saying, "It totally worked! Roxas, you did bring the camera, right?" The younger member nodded and took out the aforementioned device. With a click and a flash, a picture was taken and Zexion blinked a couple of times, confused. He stood up slowly, trying to get his bearings. "Uh oh…" came the slow realization of Axel at the fact that Zexion was more logically inclined again.

"VIII, IX, XIII, will one of you explain what just happened… Now…" The Schemer said in a totally desolate voice. Roxas stared at him and gulped, very jittery. "Um, well, Axel and I sorta stole a potion from Vexen and well… Snuck it into to your afternoon tea and it… Made you act like a cat…" Zexion raised an eyebrow and summoned his lexicon, "You both have five seconds to run before…" He trailed off as the two boys ran from the room, hoping to get far away enough to avoid Zexion's wrath.

The prompt I got was from the book in the disclaimer.

Prompt: Write about someone who is pretending to be someone or something that they are not.