"So, as you can probably see, it is, in absolutely no way, amusing to blow up the toilets," Zexion explained as he paced across the middle of the room. A few of the other members snickered from their seats, receiving a murderous glance from the speaker. "We are all grown up enough to know, as well, that it is also not funny to draw inappropriate pictures on the walls and blame Namine."

"Hey, Xiggy! I didn't know your mommy was part of the Organization!" somebody shouted, causing a wave of laughter and Zexion to lose the remainder of his patience.

"Okay, fine! If everybody starts acting their age, then none of us will have to sit through another etiquette meeting! Are there any questions regarding this, at all?" he exploded, to the amusement of almost everyone. Roxas couldn't believe that he had to come listen to this at least once a week... How stupid could these people possibly be?

"We get it, Zexy! Move on." Zexion teleported to his seat, and Vexen took his place, looking creepy and simply irate. The oldest member of the Organization looked as though he had gone off of the deep end because he was covered with what appeared to be soot, and his face was twitching as if it was trying to find a way off of his head.

"And I would like to warn whoever has been thieving from my laboratory that next time they won't be so lucky," he threatened the room as a whole, shaking his fist at no person in particular.

"Hey, Vixen! Is 'thieving' even a word," somebody yelled from across the room, "or is it just another figment of your imagination?" Vexen gritted his teeth and pointed at the hooded speaker.

"You, sir, must learn a lesson in respecting your elders!" he said, and Roxas now understood what Demyx had meant earlier that day. "You think that just because I've gotten on in years that I can't take you?"

"Oh, I don't know, Gramps... I think you've gotten on in centuries!"

"That can be interpreted two ways... I know you can't fight, and I won't even think about the other," a deep voice replied from next to Vexen's seat. The older man bared his teeth like a wild animal, and cast a furious glance at those sitting near Xemnas' empty seat, then turned and stormed out of the room toward his door to the basement.

"Psychotic old fart," said a man across the room who appeared to be shuffling a deck of cards. Everybody else seemed to agree, except for Zexion and Lexaeus, who just ignored this comment and all others made about him. Roxas had learned that they were stuck with Vexen more than anybody else, so he thought they were wise to at least remain invisible to him. Another speaker stepped forward, having decided he should try his luck with the rebellious members.

"If I could have your attention for a moment..." Marluxia said, staring at who Roxas knew to be Xigbar, daring him to say something. "As you have probably heard, the construction of our main headquarters is almost complete. In two weeks, you will be assigned to stay here, relocate, or travel between to assist those stationed in both places. Do not ask to be placed somewhere, although it may be safe to assume that you are going to relocate because few will remain here. At that time, I am pleased to announce that I will become head of Castle Oblivion, and that this bullying nonsense will come to an immediate end. Thank you for your time." He returned to his seat, and the group sat in silence for a moment before Saix adjourned the pathetic meeting.

"Why wasn't Xemnas there?" Roxas asked as he walked with Axel, Demyx, and a man he had never seen before out of the meeting room and into what he guessed was a room for the members to do whatever they wanted.

"He has better things to do... Pick anything in the universe and I can practically guarantee you that it's better than sitting through one of those meetings," the man said. "He shows up every once in a while, but for the most part, President Mansex stays away. Wise choice, too." He took a seat on the couch and began playing solitaire with the cards he had been messing with during the meeting.

"It's hard to believe that anyone would be stupid enough to blow up a toilet... There are so many more things here that are easier, more fun, and more sensible to blow up that a freaking toilet! And that meeting didn't even scratch the surface of what those useless idiots did this week," Axel said, watching the card player change the card in his hand because it wasn't what he wanted. "Luxord, you are such a cheater!"

"Ha! I told you!" Demyx yelled triumphantly, jumping up from his chair. "I knew you didn't win that poker game!"

"What do you care?" Luxord asked, drawing a new card. "It was Xiggy who lost all of his munny, not you."

"But it still proves my point!"

"What? That you're insane, and you can never let anything go?" Axel answered sarcastically. "Oh, wait... We already knew that!" Demyx stuck out his tongue and took his seat, watching Luxord as though he was expecting him to do a flip.

"They should get a hobby or something. It seems like Xiggy never leaves anybody alone," Roxas commented as he sat next to Luxord on the couch and Axel leaned against the wall opposite them.

"To be completely honest, I don't think he's good at anything else," the card player responded, picking up all of the cards to shuffle and start again. "See? I admit I lost... That's not cheating!"

"But five kings in one deck of cards is!" Demyx argued, and Luxord grinned. "I'm not that stupid!"

"So you say."

"Back to Xiggy. He's good at shooting things, warping, and annoying the hell out of people. That's it," Axel said as Demyx continued trying to find things that Luxord was doing wrong.

"Do you guys have any ideas who's been stealing stuff from Vexen?" Demyx asked without shifting his eyes. "It can't be Xigbar 'cause he was at dinner last night when the alarm went off."

"Not the slightest," Luxord answered as he cleared the third row of cards. "The old goat's probably doing half of it in his sleep and Larxene or somebody else is making him lose the remainder of his sanity by making the rest of his crap disappear."

"That's very possible... Everybody knows that it's fun to mess with him!" Axel added jokingly as the door opened and Marluxia entered, looking irritated.

"What's up with you?" Demyx asked as Axel and Luxord pretended the newcomer wasn't there. He looked up in Roxas' direction, but seemed to look straight through him.

"Such imbeciles... How they find their way back to their quarters, I have no idea, but in a very short time they'll find their way away from me. Saix can deal with them on his own," he responded, shaking his head in disgust. Axel glanced up and Roxas saw a look of annoyance cross his face.

"What do you think about Vexen's problem?" he asked Marluxia, who now looked like a cornered animal that was trying to find any possible way to defend itself.

"With all due respect to Number Four, which problem do you speak of?" The rest of the group laughed darkly, and Luxord began shuffling his cards again.

"The disappearing experiments. You know, like the one he was freaking out about last night."

"Yes, well, it will be resolved very soon, and none of those children will be in any position to bother Vexen, or any other member."

"I wish you the best of luck with that," Luxord snorted as he laid the ace of hearts off to the side, then switched one of the cards in his hand with one that was at the bottom of the biggest pile while Demyx wasn't looking.

"I need no luck, but soon they will find themselves in trouble deeper than they've ever imagined." Luxord and Axel exchanged glances of boredom and disbelief that anybody could be as in love with their own stupidity as Marluxia, and Demyx looked completely terrified. Roxas, knowing nothing of this "plan" to rid the Organization of its idiots, decided that if he ever needed to bother Marluxia he would just ask Xigbar to make an appearance.

"It's a shame they're so thick... It would be nice if somebody could find an ounce of intelligence in their empty skulls, but I rather doubt that such a thing will ever happen." Marluxia shook his head again, then stepped through a dark portal, leaving nothing except a scattered pile of pink rose petals behind.

"Don't mind him too much," Axel said to Roxas, grounding the nearest petal into the carpet with his foot. "He has a very unhealthy crush on himself."

"It's a little scary, actually. And to think this one's afraid of him! What, do you wet yourself whenever Xaldin comes around a corner?" Luxord teased, with a look of mild dislike from Demyx. "It's a little pathetic, if you ask me."

"Well, I didn't hear anybody ask you!" Demyx replied, crossing his arms. "And you're still a cheater!"

"I am not!"

"Yes, you are!"

"Will you two please shut up?!?" Roxas yelled, knowing that life with these people would be strange, boring, and utterly unbelievable.