The classical music began to play as Xigbar began to shoot the cardboard cutouts. Vexen peered into the doorway, intrigued by the ferocious aim of the second member of the Organization.
"Bang!"
A representation of a boy similar to Roxas was shattered instantly by the bright, red energy bullet.
"Pew!"
Mickey Mouse lost his arm.
"Kapow!"
Larxene, Marluxia, and Demyx were blown to smithereens. Vexen applauded at that last display.
"Now let's see those sluts start up their dance club now!" he cheered. Xigbar scratched his head.
"You know, smarty, two of them ar-"
Vexen cheerfully cut him off. "Oh, don't bother! The Superior said the same thing yesterday!"
"As if! You know he doesn't care enough to remember our genders, much less our names," Xigbar said.
"Oh, believe me," said Vexen, "He got a pretty good idea what my gender is yesterday..."
"What are you trying to say?" asked Xigbar, reloading while upside-down.
"I seduced Xemnas last night." Vexen said with pride.
Xigbar coughed up the cloth soda he was drinking. "WHAT?"
"And," continued Vexen, "I had sweet, beautiful-"
"OK, OK! I get it!" shouted xigbar.
"He wasn't that satisfying," Vexen said while twiddling his thumbs, "Perhaps you would do a better job at... shooting something."
Xigbar processed the remark. "As if," he snarled.
Vexen put up a napkin doused in chloroform up to Xigbar's face. He slumped to the ground, unconsious.
"Time for some experimentation..." Vexen said as he removed Number Two's cloak.
