The Most Epic Wish Ever

"Demyx-"

"Sh-sh-shh!" cut in Demyx, clamping his hand around Zexion's mouth. The slate-bluenet's eyes widened at the action, but he watched wordlessly as the dirty-blond Nobody at his side pointed at the large grandmother clock hanging on the wall.

"It's 11:11!" he squealed excitedly. "Make a wish!" He closed his eyes tightly and tilted his head up for the whole minute, as Zexion watched disinterestedly, before it became 11:12 and he opened his eyes.

"Well? Did you make a wish?" Zexion shrugged.

"I don't particularly enjoy it when others tell me to make a wish at 11:11, especially when it's quite late at night, Demyx. Technically, it's actually 23:11, and the pattern does not occur. Perhaps your wishes would come true if you asked them during 11:11 a.m?" Axel laughed from the other end of the Grey Room.

"What a right little ray of sunshine you are, ruining poor Demyx's hopes and dreams of his wishes coming true!"

"It's night."

"Your point?"

Demyx thought for a moment, trying to come back with a good reply, when an idea hit him.

"Well, a dream is a wish your heart makes, and if you're dreaming at 11:11 p.m., then I guess it could kind of work out, since dreams don't have to make sense, and it could be 11:11 a.m. there!"

Axel and Zexion stared at Demyx for a full ten seconds, before Axel shook his head and chuckled under his breath.

"I don't care what anyone says, but 11:11:11 on 11/11/11 will be absolutely magical!"

A/N: Another true story :) Thank you G.M, R.C, and E.M for the idea and convo!