A collection of drabbles for The Organization XIII.

Drabble Title: Che'vre Vagin

Pairing: Larxel (Axel/Larxene)

Rating: M (For language)

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the ideas for these drabbles

"What the hell kind of language is this?" Axel muttered, staring at a menu.

"It's French, Axel." Larxene rolled her eyes. Perhaps Axel couldn't read it because it was in a different language. Or maybe it was because he was holding the menu upside down. Who knows?

"Oh," Axel frowned, "I knew that."

"Sure you did." Larxene reached forward and plucked the menu from his grasp, smacking him upside the head with it before putting it right side up in his hands.

'Who's idea was it to come to this restaurant anyway?' Axel thought to himself, rubbing the spot on his head where he got hit. 'Oh yeah, I did.'

Axel had been fighting up the nerve to ask Larxene out for a while. So when she agreed, he felt the need to take her somplace that would really wow her. In an attempt to be sophisticated, Axel took Larxene to the fanciest French restaurant he could find.

It seemed good on the drawing board. He could take her out, show her a good time, impress her, and then maybe she could show him a good time once they got back to the castle. That how Axel saw it, anyway.

But how was he supposed to impress Larxene when he couldn't read a word on the menu?

"Are you ready to order, Sir?" The waitress snapped Axel from his thoughts.

"Oh, uh you can order first, Larxene." Axel stalled. He needed more time to see if he could decipher the cryptic code that, to him, was French.

"I already ordered." A small smirk played on her face, "Go on, Axel. Tell the woman what you want."

"I'll have the..." Axel looked down at the menu and said the first thing he could spot, "Che'vre Vagin."

Larxene held back and snicker and took a sip of her water to cover it up.

The waitress didn't argue. "Alright. I'll be out with your food soon."

"What're you laughing at?" Axel asked, leaning back in his chair. He was quite pleased with himself. He ordered something in French without being too suspicious. Larxene would have to be impressed now.

"Nothing, nothing." She lied.

After about 20 minutes of small talk, the waitress presented them with their meals.

"Looks good." Axel stared down at, well, whatever it was he was about to eat.

"I'm sure." Larxene put potatoes in her mouth to hide another snicker.

Axel caught the snicker, nonetheless, but began to eat anyway.

After he had downed a few bites, Larxene smirked and said, "You do realize you're eating out a goat, right?"

Axel looked up at her and swallowed another mouthful before saying, "Huh?"

Larxene smirked at him triumphantly, as if she was the one who gave him the food. "Che'vre Vagin. Goat Vagina."

Axel's eyes got as wide as dinner plates. "Why didn't you tell me!?"

Larxene shrugged as innocently as she could. "I thought you said you knew French."

Axel felt the goat coming up and quickly fled to the bathroom.

Larxene smiled and gave a wave. "Adieu, Axel."

Poor Axel. What horrible things come from our minds, Chikara. XD

Oh well. Review please!

MindMageVI