Hi all I figured it was about time I submit SOMETHING. My other drabble is giving me some problems (IE- Xigbar is randomly hard to write. xD) so I took a quick break and threw this together. It had been sitting in my head for awhile, so here you go! (Enjoy the crack!)

Zexion was unconvinced. He was sure there was some other reason he was going himself. He would usually just send an underling, as he usually claimed to have better things to do then go out over trivial matters. But Xemnas wouldn't even talk about why he was going; he claimed it wasn't open for discussion at the moment. What ever the reason, he was sure it had to be big.

"Hand me the hat that looks like a rag." Xemnas said, monotone.

Zexion picked it up, pausing to look at it. He knew what it was, but the idea of seeing it on the Superior's head was… interesting. He handed it to Xemnas, almost feeling curious; if it were possible.

Xemnas took it and curtly put the strapped fabric on his head, creamy white cloth framing his face. He frowned a bit at his reflection, looking at the mirror and holding back a cringe.

"Number VI… are you sure they wear such things?"

"Quite positive, Sir."

"Hm. Very well, then. What else am I to wear?" He asked, turning away from the mirror and looking at Zexion, disinterest lacing his voice.

"…These." Zexion said after a moment, sure that Xemnas wouldn't be fond of the clothing.

He held up a small, green shirt. It had no sleeves, and now that Zexion looked from the shirt to the Superior he thought it might even be a little short. But Xemnas was more looking at the already dirty brown pants. They looked as though they were made of burlap, or some other coarse fabric. They ended just above the ankle, and flared out some. Xemnas eyed the dirt scuffs and fraying hems dubiously.

For a moment they were both quiet, Xemnas unsure if it was worth it, and Zexion wondering how he'd react. Xemnas gave an internal sigh and decided he might as well.

"VI, please leave so I can change into these… clothes." Xemnas paused, looking for a better name for the garments and finding none.

Zexion nodded, and walked towards the door to let himself out, pausing mid way.

"Oh, and your shoes are on over there." He said pointing to the area near the floor where he was standing only a moment before. Xemnas looked over, seeing a pair of dull gold flats that looked worn already.

"Well…" Zexion gripped the door handle for a moment before opening it. "Have fun in Agrabah, Superior." He stood in the doorway, giving Xemnas the chance to reply if he so chose to.

Xemnas didn't look up from the shoes, thinking that he'd look like some sort of homeless clown in such garb. He mentally shook his head, focusing on his reason for going.

"Oh, I'll quite enjoy myself, VI."

Zexion could practically hear him grinning now. He awkwardly took a step away from the door frame, slowly leaving, unsure of what to say to such an odd response.

"You're dismissed."

Zexion gave him one last questioning look before shutting the door behind him and walking away. He wasn't completely sure what had just happened, but he was sure he had missed something.

Okay, not the best I've ever written, but it was fun. I'd love to hear any of your comments, so please review. (But if you want to flame me, at least tell me what I did wrong, alright?)

Thanks for reading:3