O.K.A: YAYAYAYA! I'm back!!

Xemnas: Oh no...

Demyx: SQUEEE!!

J.O.K.E.Rs: And we are back too!!

O.K.A: LET'S GO STORY-...ing!!

Everyone: ...sigh...

It Is Called a Sequel

It is called Summer.

Where people actually stop working for three months. Where people actually get more then 4 hours of sleep. Where oh the so amazing Authoress gets a break from her tired writing and actually does her homework before 9.

But no.

It is called a Sequel.

It happens to come after the first part of a story's plot. Where the heroes actually have to work more. Where they have to go on another annoying adventure when they can just skip the plot. Where it actually comes after a sane story.

But no.

The Nymph Defect is not a sane story. The Authoress is not a sane author. Yet here she is. I, the oh so fabulous Authoress is writing a sequel.

It is not any other sequel.

It is the Nymph Defect sequel.

It is the sequel which was created to appease the bloodthirsty mob outside my window.

Now unless you are dumb-witted as Goofy, you shall notice that this is a sequel. Unlike many authors, I am not going to put a summary of the pervious story. Why? Cause I'm an evil Authoress. And ignorant readers who haven't read the Nymph Defect, should. Because you are missing out on the insanity and that is a big NO-NO.

But where are my manners? It is time to start the story!

"Squeeee!! Story time!!"

Excuse me, my dear readers while I whack Demyx with my Authoress Pan (Especially modified for water-loving satirist whose name is Demyx! For 9.99 only!)

"Oathy! How could you do this to Dem-Dem! He's only a Nobody!"

Full apologies, Nocturne. But I want to get this sequel over with. The Authoress eyes glowered as Roxas raised his hand to speak, "Umm… I think he is suffering from a concussion…"

Alright! Fine, Vexen! You are taking Demyx to the hospital and tell the nurses that he fell down the stairs!

"WHAT!? I refuse! I have to participate in the story-"

Vexen. Go now, before I finally reprimand you as another completely useless unrelated plot character of Kingdom Hearts that shouldn't be in Kingdom Hearts since there is no relation to you in the plot, but because Mr. Teyu-what's his face's name- decided to get another boss, your only purpose is to get on fan-peoples nerves with a creepy laugh, demented eyes and your annoying blocking which takes up all of my cards. Now, goouuu….

"Oathy! That is just cruel!!"

…Let us just get on with the story now…

Like every other story that is not as insane as this one, once upon a time, there was a Nobody named Larxene. She's a –CENSORED-. Yes, she reverted back to her old self. No longer Nymph Defected, she is now officially a complete –CENSORED- as always. Whoopee!

"Axel! You -CENSORED-CENSORED-! I can't stand this anymore!"

There was also another Nobody named Axel. He's a Axel. Yes, unfortunately, Axel is so unique and so sexy that the fan girls made Axel a category. I say it's stupid. But I have to remind myself that Fanfiction is not even sane itself.

"Lar-Lar, I told you, she's my friend!"

"Friend my -CENSORED-! You went that bar that Night guy has right?"

It has only been a few months of marriage and yet the darling couple we saw back in Nymph Defect is now barely hanging on a thin white thread. Literally. But now, what is this we see? Is that Zexion and Zaz-zaa holding hands?! It seems Axel and Larxene aren't the only ones here.

"Zexion?"

"Yes, Zaz-zaa?"

She pointed upward, Zexion's eyes tracing her finger towards a figure of a red head man, dangling off the side of Memory's Skyscraper with a rope in his hands holding him from his soon to be demise. Through the window, the rope was held by a blond woman with killer eyes and a sharp tongue, swearing in over 57 different languages (courtesy of Xigbar.)

Zexion sighed, it seemed that every single date he tried taking Zaz-zaa on, it ends up with him having to save Axel's life and then missing the dinner. "I better go and save him," growled Zexy looking at Zaz-zaa with sorry eyes. She gave a slight giggle, "I'll go and meet up with J.O.K.E.Rs and C.O.C.A instead; I heard they are going to have a party."

With that, Zaz-zaa gave a small peck on Zexion's cheek, then created a portal in which she went through, mumbling something about "Axel" and "…kill him later…"

Zexion snapped his fingers, creating a portal underneath Axel, sucking him up like a vacuum. Almost instantaneously, the pyro landed at Zexion's feet. "Axel, how many times do you have to ruin my already scarce dates before I don't have to save you?" He said with a slight venomous tongue.

"Zexion! Thank god! I thought I was doomed!" Axel exasperated sigh made Zexion's mouth twitched a little, "Larxene is getting worse by the day!" The pyro clung on to Zexion, shaking like a nervous dog, "I was only talking to Naminé, when all of a sudden Larxene came in with a shotgun! I swear I wasn't doing anything wrong! I wouldn't do such a think to Roxy!! I mean, come on! Only like… half of the fangirl world thinks I'm some pedofilpey gayass freak!! I mean, Zexy! There are like… 60 pages worth of you and Demyx screwing each other like-"

With that, Zexion slapped him.

"Axel. Shut up. I regard Demyx as a faithful friend."

"But that is how it all starts you see! First you are friends' then-"

This time, Zexion –CENSORED- slapped him.

"Axel, you are only growing more paranoid. Have you not asked Larxene if anything is bothering her?"

Axel's head popped up like a rocket as he gawped at the idea, "Zexion! Have you ever SPOKEN to Larxene since the Nymph Defect?!" The Schemer took this thought in consideration, "No, not really. I have been busy learning how to develop a human relationship with the help of Zaz-zaa." Axel stood up and dusted himself off, "Alrighty then! I dare you to speak to Larxene for a decent convo tomorrow about ANYTHING and let's see if you get out alive."

Zexion gave a small laugh, "Axel. She can be THAT BAD!!"

-Ze Next Day-

Well, apparently Zexion. She is.

Zexion walked down the hallway towards Larxene's room in a strutting manner that showed his confidant pride that'll probably cause him to loose his nuts so Zaz-zaa can't-

"Authoress, please refrain from personal details," spoke Sharlea with a frown as read the story from a computer in an unknown location (Mostly likely somewhere on Earth), "Children these days cannot handle their own personal needs and something as personal like that would surely cause disruption in the world that in which live. We must be at peace with our needs and satisfy them, but if our needs are exposed is quite a huge intrusion into privacy, which could make reviewers insecure with themselves." The Authoress paused, "… Wow Sharly, I never knew you could be so technically-extreme! It's quite impressive!"

–Insert your name here, unless you are Sharlea who then this will be Bob- turned his/her head to the side in a confused manner, "My head hurts…"

Sharlea gave a strong smile, "That's because I have been taking yoga lessons in Bubbler Nugget's Resort- Pretty Odd Energy-reliving Manor! Or in short, P.O.E.M house!" Amakura nodded in agreement, "Ever since the Nymph Defect was finished, we've been out of a job, in which the J.O.K.E.Rs and C.O.C.A have been loosing cash! So since we went decided not to make Nightshourd's, Padfoot's , Mooncry's strip ba-"

"It's not a strip bar! It's a message therapeutic center in which women and men can reveal themselves truly and fu-"

"-in other words, strip bar," interrupted Rioxane, giving a low glance to Nightshourd, who was sheepishly looking to the ground, "and we said a huge no-no to George's and Fred's 'Anime Gaming Paradise for Heartless Fangirls due to the major decrease in prof-"

"Awww… it would at least be fun!"

"I should slap you."

"Stop it, Running Snow!"

"Elle! Do something!"

"I hate you guys."

"You are being mean!"

The Authoress must say that she slowly growing impatient as we are leaving the plot even more, the strain of the typing growing into an aching pain. So if you do not mind, let's get back to Zexy.

With a small tap on the door, Zexion peeked inside to catch Larxene with a-

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But first, let us see how Axel was doing. Sorry for the spastic moment, but that was a spoiler moment and I cannot let that show that moment until we get past the other part of this story.

Axel decided to stay the night with one of the members of the J.O.K.E.Rs (I wonder who?), but it ended up by finding the entire J.O.K.E.Rs club sleeping right in his make-shift room. And that caused some… inappropriate behaviors. So this caused Axel to move into Demyx's Room. Who wouldn't shut up about Crying-Nocturne. Yeah, she's a very, very lucky person.

"-And so I took her to see the water show in this Sea World park thingy and we ran into this whale called Shamu. I don't really understand why the people in the park were so mad?! All I did was teleport the poor creature to Atlantica! Besides! Alantica is full of happy people and sing and oh! Did I tell you about the sugar donut incident?"

Axel screamed in agony as his eyes dropped down to a sinister look, "Yes, Demyx. You told me exactly 13 times now. It is 3 am in the morning and-"

"So ok, Crying and I decided to hang out with Bubbles and Angel-Lightening for the day so we went to-"

"-the mall and ran into Lexeaus where he was eating sugar donuts and you learned that he has no muscles and it's actually all fat! I KNOW!" Axel jumped up, barely able to stand, shouting as he left the room, "I don't give a damn Demyx! I'm movin' out!" Axel's tired body slammed its back against Demyx's door in frustration, annoyed that his room is right next to Larxene's. Suddenly a small voice came out in front of him, "Axel?" The pyro gave another hiss, "No Xigbar, I will not join you in a session of that gay Rosetta Stone language learning program and no! I don't care of that Rosetta Stone teaches you swears word. I DON'T GIVE A SH-"

"Whoa Axel! Chillax man! It's only me, you know? Roxas?"

Axel's eyes shot wide open as he saw a blonde boy of 15 in front of him with curious eyes, "ROXY!!" He leaped at the younger Nobody, practically choking the non-existent life out of him. "God! Seeing you! That's enough to make me go gay!" Roxas brushed himself off as Axel breathed a sigh of relief, "What happened? You told me this morning that you were going to see Sora for a visit?"

Roxas sighed, "Axel, I said that 4 days ago, I visited Sora already."

"Oh."

"Yep, and why are you wearing Demyx's PJs?"

"Long story."

Roxas scratched his head, "Well, not really since the Authoress has only wrote 3 pages and that doesn't count the spacing that she always leaves to make it seem that she wrote a lot."

The Authoress in her grace gave a frown, "Excuse me! I still haven't finished the chapter!" Axel gave a wave off to the Authoress, "That is exactly why you should shut up, start typing and work on your editing!" The Authoress gave a pout, "Is this all I get for saving your ass back in Nymph Defect?" Axel shook his head, "Hey! Wait a minute! How come you can swear?" The Authoress whacked him with her special pan, "Because I'm Authoress and I can do whatever I want, even write a jumble of letters that don't make sense!" The pyro fell from the impact, causing him to land on Roxas, who was barely able to hold the older Nobody up. Apparantly, the Authoress has to make sure the pan does not hit very hard next time. Oh well.

"Oh chizz, I knocked another Nobody, didn't I?"

Roxas gave a nod with a sigh, "It's not too serious, I mostly think because he was deprived of sleep. But he is bleeding…" The Authoress hit her head with her own hand (Which did hurt a lot), "Xemnas is going to fry the living shit out of my-"

"-Don't worry about it, Oathy. I'll take Axel to the Hospital That Seems to Be There. Be expecting a bill from Xemnas though! I can't pay for this –CENSORED-." And so Roxas was gone in a poof!

…Umm… Ahem…The Authoress is at a bad moment right now. And her ass is about to get sued by Mr. Mansex… Ah… how should I say this? I think I'm going to end the chapter here. Yeah, so you guys can you know… have a cliffy and well- I gotta go! See ya!

Xemnas: THE COST IS HOW MUCH FOR DEMYX AND AXEL? That –CENSORED-CENSORED-CENSORED-CENSORED-

Naminé: I feel sorry for the Authoress that her ass is about to turn into crisp.

Roxas: Hey… wait a second, Naminé! You swore!!

Naminé: Oh… that's because the Authoress's plotline doesn't affect me, dear. I can swear anywhere I want.

Roxas: EVEN IN A CHURCH??

Naminé: Yes, but I wouldn't do-

(Roxas drags Naminé out to a random church)

Zexion: … OMFG… We just offended God.

Saix: Great, thanks a lot Roxas! Being a Nobody and sticking with you guys is bad enough! But seeing you in Hell too? NO! (Storms out angrily)

Demyx: …But Dem-Dem is a good boy…

Vexen: (Teleports in) Where the hell is the Authoress?! I go take Demyx to the Hospital and now I'm stuck with this huge bill that goes on for miles! And half of the crap doesn't even have to do with Organization XIII!

Roxas: You can swear too!! I'm missing out on this crap! HEY! I just swore! SWEET! I'm a man now.

Luxord: If she is making us pay for her stuff, and her powers to unable to make characters stop swearing is weaking… could it be… that the... Authoress is…

Marluxia: IN DEBT?

Xigbar: Now I feel guilty for her getting me Guitar Hero 9,524,123,574,102,348,012 Special, Special, Special Edition so I can keep Demyx happy.

Lexeaus: …oh…

Zexion: …OMFG… An Author… in debt? You know… who they send when an… Author is in debt…

Larxene: Which we will find out! In the NEXT CHAPTER OF IICAS!! Review please!!

Axel: IICAS? God, don't tell me that is the initials for our st-

Luxord: Yup.

Axel: God. We suck.