Well, just finished chapter 1, now to go on to chapter two.
Chapter 2
Nirvana and Rocky Picture Horror Show
"Dude. Look what they did. Saix, you're gonna throw a bitch fit when you hear this..." Xigbar said, astonished. Saix had obviously not seen "Little Superior Dude" yet.
"Let me see!" He cried. He took a few steps forward.
"DUDE! An ELF! Just like in that book I was reading...now what was it...OH YEAH! Lord of the Rings!" Carson/Little Superior Dude/Little Xemnas exclaimed. Demyx and Axel grinned. Saix's eye twitched.
"Um, no. I'm not." He turned to Demyx and Axel and glared. "I'm gonna kill you two."
"Hey, kid, how old are you?" Demyx asked.
"I'm thirteen, dude."
"If it's 2006 right now and last night you were 28, then you think it's 1991."
"It's 2006? Is this the future of the United States? WHERE THE HELL AM I?" Vexen sighed.
"Kids."
"Shut up, Vexen. Help the poor kid out." Larxene said sweetly.
"You're in Castle Oblivion, hon. In the World That Never Was." Larxene thought that the kid was dumb enough to just let it go and believe it.
"Wait a minute, if this is the World That Never Was, how are we here? It wouldn't have been created if it never was, would it now, HON?" They were amazed.
"Um, don't worry about it." Vexen said.
"Whatever." Carson said, examining his fingernails. "So, who are you people?"
"Organization 13." Well, Carson had to be a smart ass and count them.
"I only count eleven."
"Well, um, one of them is away and...WHERE THE HELL IS LUXORD?" Saix exclaimed.
"Now, now, Mr. Elf, don't go insane..." Carson said.
"I AM NOT AN ELF!" Demyx and Axel were laughing. They walked up behind Carson.
"This kid's the shit. Let's go find Luxord." They found Luxord playing poker with himself.
"'Ello, all." Xigbar blinked.
"Dude, I told you there was a meeting."
"Well, where's Superior? Last I checked, you were number 2, Xigbar."
"WOW! POKER!" Carson exclaimed. Luxord had just noticed him.
"Who's the kid?"
"Remember last night when these idiots pissed Saix off to the point that he went berserk? Well, apparently Demyx wanted revenge and he got it. This is Xemnas as a kid, I guess."
"A kid?" Roxas popped up from behind. "Wow, someone younger than me finally." Carson tried to sneak out.
"HEY! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" Vexen yelled.
"I'm bored. Is there anything fun around here?" He asked, rocking on his feet.
"We need to find you some clothes. You're pretty tall. Roxas may have something for you." Vexen replied, clearly annoyed.
"Then he's coming up to my room." Demyx said.
"Cool. Do you have cool stuff there?"
"I have an endless CD collection."
"SWEET!" Saix grabbed Carson's arm, which didn't sit too well with him.
"HEY! GET OFF! RAPE! RAPE!"
"Hold still!"
"AN ELF IS RAPING ME! HEEEEELLLLLLPPPPPPP!"
"I AM NOT AN ELF AND I'M NOT RAPING YOU!" Before Saix could go UBER berserk on Carson, Demyx quickly opened up a portal to Roxas's room and pulled Carson through with him. Axel and Roxas followed.
"Dude. I feel like I got sucked up by a giant vaccuum cleaner. That was the shit." Carson was rendered unable to walked straight for several seconds.
"M'kay." Roxas said, opening his closet. "My clothes are right here. Not much to choose from, though." Carson frowned at the black.
"Nah, that's OK...I'll just wear these."
"OK. I'll wash them."
And thus a huge wave threw Carson across the room after Demyx...well, you know.
"That is so cool. I wish I could do stuff like that."
"Well, they're washed. At least put the pants on." Roxas said.
"It gets hella cold in here, right Axel?"
"Vexen's an idiot...but anyway, I'm Axel. A-X-E-L. Commit it to memory."
"Already done, dude." Demyx stepped beside him.
"My name's Demyx. I cause trouble. A HELL of a lot of trouble." Roxas in turn stepped beside Demyx.
"I'm Roxas. I help these two cause as much trouble as possible without having Saix go berserk." Carson high-fived all three.
"Well, I'm Carson Davis. I get detention every week and I like to skateboard. I'm also awaiting the new Nirvana CD." Demyx smirked.
"It's called Nevermind, right?" He asked as Carson put Roxas's spare pants on.
"Yup. Wait a minute...you have it, don't you?" Demyx laughed.
"Of course." He led the two of them to his room and opened the closet. Half of the closet was consumed by a massive CD case which Demyx flipped through for an hour. While Demyx was flipping, they talked.
"So what does Organization 13 do?"
"Um...well...you see..." Axel started.
"We don't have hearts." Roxas said quietly.
"Oooh, is this an issue we wish not to discuss?" Carson said apologetically.
"Well, we'll tell you the basics. A Heartless is the heart left behind, and a Nobody is the empty shell of that heart. We're all Nobodies." Axel explained quickly.
"Oh. So, what's the deal with the Elf man?"
"Ah, Saix? Well, you see, you're actually twenty-eight, right? So I went and annoyed him to the point where he went berserk on my ass and you punished me. So I THINK me and Axel turned you into a kid. But before...well, I think Saix WANTS you." Carson LITERALLY gagged.
"EW!"
"I know. Found it." He put it in the huge stereo next to his bed.
"Let's listen to Smells Like Teen Spirit."
After the song was over, Carson spied a video on the floor next to the closet.
"Dude. Is that what I think it is?"
"What, the Rocky Horror Picture Show? Pretty much the best movie ever." Axel said. "Not that I'm gay." He added quickly.
"Me too. My friends and I love that movie. We know it's a classic, but hey, sometimes oldies are goodies."
Thus Demyx put the tape in his VCR and they watched it.
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"We've got to do something about this." Xaldin said. "I don't want him into our weapons. Bad things happen when teenage boys get pointy weapons. Vexen, do you know how to fix this?"
"I don't even know what they did yet." Zexion smirked.
"Well, get to it, old man, because if they even THINK about trashing my room, I'll seriously kill you." Xigbar turned to him.
"Well, Emo Dude..."
"Stop calling me that."
"FINE. Number XI, we all need to work on this one." Vexen pouted.
"And I'm not old."
"Well, I'm not an elf, but that doesn't stop them, does it?" Saix said with a sigh.
"I personally like this Superior better. He likes poker. Kids bet lots. I say keep him so I get rich." Luxord said. Marluxia yawned.
"Luxord, do us all a favor."
"And what would that be, mate?"
"Shut up."
"Make me."
"I will, CUSTARD MAN..."
"ENOUGH!" A shriek ran through the meeting room. Larxene stood. "I am the only woman here, therefore the smartest one."
"Slut." Marluxia muttered.
"Oh, please, Marluxia, you probably like the new Superior better because he's easier to rape. After all, you are the GAYful Assasain."
"DAMMIT, LARXENE! I'M GONNA FRIGGIN KILL YOU!"
"With what, Petal Boy, a watering can?" Saix sighed.
"Y'know, it'd be a lot easier if Superior were here and he broke up our arguements." Vexen glared.
"Well, sorry to hear your lover's gone, Saix, but right now he's a 13 year old that Demyx and Axel are gonna mold into their next little gang member. They're probably upstairs teaching him how to make a cherry bomb."
"HE IS NOT MY LOVER!"
Zexion sighed.
Sometimes the Organization could be a pain in the ass, he thought.
With or without Xemnas.
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This one's probably a bit shorter than the last one, but hey, we can't all predict how long it's gonna be. I liked how I got three reviews in one hour for this. KEEP IT GOING, BABY! I thank my reviewers.
