Luxord's Life Lesson
A/N: Welcome back to LLL. I hope you enjoyed chapter one (or if you're just here to laugh at me, have fun). Now, you need to remember that this fic is based mostly on an RP. So if anything seems completely off, or characters are OOC, please, deal with it. Don't leave hissy-fit comments about how "Demyx would never act like that! GTFO!" or "Luxord is a good guy! Quit trashing him!" or anything like that. I love those two more than any other Org. XIII member, so…yeah. I'm just having fun here. And honestly, I'd rather be in bed right now, or watching the VMA's, but I'm here instead because I'm having fun.
Pairings: Luxord/OC
Rating: PG
Warnings: A few choice words, nothing too bad
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts/KH2, any Disney characters, or any other licensed characters. I do, however, own Xianie. She is my Organization XIII OC.
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Lesson #2: Never let Larxene cook.
This is one of the most important lessons the Organization needs to know. Especially those with sensitive stomachs or those who get stuck with the long list for cleaning day. Or, anyone who dislikes lasagna.
Larxene seems to have no sense of taste whatsoever. Or smell, for that matter. Her food is either undercooked, overcooked, or just plain disgusting. And sadly, the rest of us have to suffer because of it.
For example. Xianie got stuck with the long list. The long list includes doing laundry, washing windows, mopping, cleaning bathrooms, taking out the trash, and washing dishes. Of course, Larxene had made lunch for who-knows-who and had left the dish out without soaking it.
Now, anyone who knows anything about washing dishes or cooking knows that when you make something with tomato sauce or cheese or anything like that, you never let the empty dish sit without rinsing it or soaking it. Larxene seems to not know this, however. Thus resulting in crusty sauce and cheese on the glass dish, which Xianie had to clean/
It took her forty minutes, half a bottle of dish soap, two scrubbers, and a moment of getting sick in the back yard to get it clean.
Earlier that day, unknowing of who had made it, I had a few bites of said lasagna. It tasted fine the first few seconds, then my taste buds got full shock of how horrid it actually tasted. And sadly, I couldn't stomach it properly. I spent far too long in the restroom than any human being should.
I detest lasagna now. Point blank.
When someone is cooking, and another person walks by the kitchen and covers their nose, their eyes water, and they scream something along the lines of "OH MY GOD WHAT DIED?!" that should be more than enough of a clue that the food being prepared is nasty. Especially when it smells like broccoli , sauerkraut, garbage, and foot. Sadly, Larxene seemingly cannot smell her own cooking. Or she's smelling something completely different than the rest of us.
Don't get me wrong, love. Larxene is not a bad person to be around or a bad person in general. She's just a bad, bad, VERY BAD cook. Case closed.
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A/N: Before you go off on me about how much you like Larxene or how much I'm a terrible person for bashing her, let me say one thing. BASED ON AN RP. I do enjoy Larxene, I do not hate her, or anything like that. Honestly, people anymore are so uptight about tings like this.
Anyhow, I am so tired now, so you all can enjoy this for the night, and possibly Tuesday night you'll have a new chapter to read. And yes, I'll try to make these longer. I'm just getting started and finding lessons is kind of hard when our RP is a lot of chitchat and stupidity. But good stupidity.
See you all next time.
