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Yesterday came and went by fast and I was dreading today. Somehow, I just KNEW we were going to get caught and the outcome wasn't going to be so good. I mean, how could we pull off building inspectors? To be honest, I think the maid idea would be better. I mean, usually only Xemnas or Saix hires the inspectors if they allow them to even enter this place.
I was currently in The Kitchen of Consumption munching on a red juicy apple. Larxene and Zexion were the only ones in there besides me and I could just sense the tension between them. I don't know, I guess Larxene has a "thing" about men. She hasn't been mean to me yet but I guess it's because I try my best to avoid her. I don't blame her in a way I mean; she IS the only girl here.
I bit into the core of my apple and sneered in disgust. The only person I knew who would actually eat an entire apple is Xigbar. No joke, he eats the stem along with the seeds. Ugh, just thinking about that makes me sick.
I walked on the white tiled floor over towards the trash bin and disposed of my apple. Larxene was death glaring Zexion while munching on a chocolate chip cookie and leaning up against the stove and he was sitting up on the counter top on the opposite side of the room picking raisins out of an oatmeal raisin cookie.
He must've gotten tricked and thought it was a chocolate chip cookie. Ugh, I hate it when that happens. Oatmeal raisin cookies that look like chocolate chip cookies are the main reason why I have trust issues.
I slowly walked out of that awkward situation and made my way towards the unimaginatively named room: The Living Room That Never Was. That room was fairly large and homier than any other place in this castle. And this is where Axel told me he'd meet me yesterday before I went to bed.
I took a seat on a red sofa where a coffee table was set before me. Three remotes for the television and a bunch of magazines laid there. I wonder who even subscribed to, "The Edible Awkwardness Poison" magazine anyway. I didn't even dare to find out what it was even about.
Suddenly the door opened and a shadow appeared on the wall that was in the form of Axel. Oh great.
I turned my head to the left and saw that it was surely him. Seconds later Demyx's head popped in with a goofy grin plastered on his face. My red headed friend gave me a thumbs up and I got up from my seat and walked towards them.
"There was a sudden change in plans man." Said Demyx. "We thought it over and decided that the maid outfits were a better plan to go with."
I stood there in "shock". If I had a heart, this is where I would cry in shame or even just die. Why? Why did it have to be me? I know it would have been better but still. Maybe I needed to hang around with Luxord today, he always has good luck.
"Ready or not? We don't have all day." Axel stated while gesturing a hand towards me.
I was going to regret everything that would happen today. EVERYTHING. Maybe this is where I should back out and let them get into trouble, I mean they're the ones who want to do this.
I shrugged my shoulders. "Sure." I replied. Even though I really wanted to just walk away. But best friends don't let best friends humiliate themselves alone.
We all made our way into Axel's cluttered room again and in there he revealed the black and white maid costumes complete with high heeled shoes, knee high black tights and wigs.
"I'm out." I said simply while turning on my heel to exit his room. "I can't wear that, you two go ahead." I was SO not wearing a dress that went above my knees. That was too ridiculous. If we got caught all our dignity would be flushed down the toilet.
"What, are you not man enough?" Axel inquired while setting the three dresses onto his bed. "We won't get caught. Got it memorized?" I could just picture him pointing his finger to his head again.
"Whoa man let' just get this over with." Said Demyx. "Besides, how did you know what shoe size or dress size we'd have anyway? And where did you get this stuff?" He inquired.
I turned back around and Demyx had picked up a dress and was examining it. Axel was blankly staring at the mullet haired one and sighed.
"Magic." He said lazily. He sometimes said that when he didn't feel like explaining things.
I walked over towards them and crossed my arms. "Don't you think this is a little ridiculous?" I asked while glaring at my best friend. "It's probably just a random key that doesn't go anywhere."
"Well, have you ever watched any movies man?" Demyx inquired as he set the dress back down. "ALL keys unlock stuff and that key you described sounds like it could unlock an ancient treasure chest filled with gold! And all treasure chests have a map that leads up to them."
"Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm changing." Axel stated in a monotone. I had a "feeling" that he was also regretting this idea. He picked up a dress from the bed and entered his closet and shut the door behind him.
Demyx summoned a dark corridor with a flick of his wrist and disappeared through it.
I examined the only dress left on the bed and just pictured myself in it. Sure, it wasn't a pretty sight but I shouldn't let my friends humiliate themselves alone.
With a shrug I picked up the dress and changed into it.
X.x.X.x.X.x
I can't believe it.
The most uncomfortable thing about the outfit was…Everything. The black part of the dress went just above my knees and black tights covered my legs. There was a lace apron attached that tied in the back with a bow. The black pumps were unbearable to walk in. How do girls even find these comfortable? My hair wasn't spiky at all. A wavy shoulder length brunette wig was on top of my head and all my dirty blonde spikes were covered by it.
I stared at myself in front of Axel's crooked mirror and just stared. I didn't even blink. At first, I didn't recognize myself.
I wonder how Demyx and Axel were doing…
I turned my head over towards his closet door and heard some grunting and a few thumps. The knob jiggled and out came my friend with staggering steps and a big grin.
"How do I look?" He asked while trying to maintain his balance. "The tights are a pain to get on, not to mention these shoes." He looked below at his feet then up back at me and noticed my mouth was dropped in shock. "What, am I really that beautiful?" He teased with a smirk. His long red spikes were hidden under a wig of long black hair that was tied into a ponytail.
"You look so weird." I managed to say. Axel didn't look like Axel not in the least bit. "What are you going to do about your purple spots under your eyes?" I asked.
My friend raised his eyebrows and rubbed the back of his neck. "I'll have to get Larxene's make up or something." He said with a shrug.
A swirl of darkness appeared at the center of the room and some grunting was heard and out came Demyx, face planting himself onto the white carpet.
"First time on your feet?" Axel teased and held a hand out to him.
Demyx lifted up his head with sheepish smile and took his hand and stood up. "These shoes are weird man." He stated while holding out his arms to the side of him, trying to keep his balance. "Hey you guys look uhm." The sandy blonde searched for some words to say but couldn't find any.
My best friend breathed out his nose hard with amusement and crossed his arms. "Let's just go alright?" He inquired while taking a few wobbly steps towards his door.
"Wait. What if someone is behind your door and they see us?" I asked and crossed my arms. "It would be better if we just teleported to the front door." I could just picture us three stepping out of the bedroom and having Luxord or whoever walking past and just staring at us in horror. Yeah, we'd be busted that's for sure.
"Relax." Axel said while he clamped a hand on my shoulder a little roughly. "What are the odds of someone being behind that door?" He extended his arm out to turn the silver knob on his door. I could tell he was hesitating and pondering what I had said. But Axel was the kind to not give in to someone else's opinion which made him get into trouble a lot.
His hand gripped the knob and slowly turned it. Very, very slowly. I bet a sloth could cross the road at the speed he was going.
I heard the tapping of a foot behind me. Demyx was getting pretty impatient.
Finally, after what seemed for hours he opened the door with a squeak and…
Cliff Hanger! Will someone be in the hallway? Find out in the next chapter and don't forget to review!
