Okie dokie you guys. I'm supposed to be working on a different fic, but I just had to post this! XDDD
"...And the Emmy goes to... Xemnas Reed!"
Xemnas stood up, smiling graciously. 4th Emmy tonight. He strode up to the stage, and accepted the plaque from the host, who had a ridiculous smile on his face that was so perfectly fake that it almost looked real. But Xemnas had won at least 2 Emmy's at each ceremony he attended for the last 5 years, and he saw right through the pathetic attempt at happiness. Host's were always messed up in the head. Look at Ryan Seacrest. Ugh. He was just as heartless as he himself was.
"Thank you, every one. It's been a great year so far, and it's all thanks to my colleagues and fans. Ever since the... accident... I've tried to make everything I do reflect the love I felt for
those I lost, as well as the passion they each had in their work." Bullshit. Xemnas thought to himself. Like hell it was an accident. "I've also tried to portray some of the p-pain that I felt when they... passed on." Xemnas faltered and let sadness flicker across his face. The crowd's faces were sympathetic. He grinned evilly in his mind. They were right where he wanted them. Renee Zellwegger was crying for god's sakes. He heard 'the music' start to play, and knew he should finish up. "So thank you all, and thank you to those who are watching and those who voted. Good night." Xemnas smiled, inclined his head, and walked back to his seat. The audience applauded, the host resumed his duties, and the night continued on without error.
Xemnas walked out of the large building that the Emmys were hosted in. Drunken idols stumbled around the street, laughing giddily. That godforsaken after party was horrid. So many reporters... Asking him questions. He shuddered and stuffed his hands in the pockets of his pea-coat. It was chilly outside. Hmmm he'd have a big glass of scotch when he got home. And listen to some Mozart. And then sleep. He practically purred at the thought of his warm, warm bed. He was just about to start purring when he walked into something warm and solid.
"My apolog-"
"WATCH IT! Your apologies my ass. God, if you make one move, I swear to Kingdom Hearts that I'll make sure you can never get a hard on again. Ever."
"Excuse me?"
The person looked closer at him and seemed to realize something. "Oh, jeez. You're not drunk like that other guy. He made moves on me and shit sooo... yeeaaah. Sorry 'bout that." The person smiled brightly. Now it was Xemnas's turn to examine this person. This girl, he realized upon closer inspection. She shook her dark fringed bangs out of her eyes.
"I'm Joey. Nice to meet ya'. You are...?"
"Xemnas Reed." He reached out his hand and the girl shook it firmly. It was then that Xemnas had quite the epiphany: That this girl wasn't coming on to him or squealing, and that he had left his Emmys in the building. He groaned.
"Um, something wrong?"
"Yes. I left my Emmys in that building." He pointed in the general direction of the building.
"Huh. Mr. Well-spoken-Emmy-winner-named-Xemnas-Reed, shall we go get your awards?" She proffered Xemnas her arm.
"You don't seem very surprised." He stated, taking Joey's arm.
"Yeah, well it's a weird-ass world, my friend."
Kayz. Did you like it? If yes, review and I'll post another chappie as soon as I can. If you don't like it... screw you, lamer. -_-
AND I DON'T OWN KINGDOM HEARTS, RYAN SEACREST, OR THE EMMYS. OR... 'THE MUSIC'.
