Chapter 4: Xigbar

Thank you all reviews for voting and reviewing! So Xigbar was the majority of the vote this time so he will be doing it. Also, last chapter I got a request from Tashasaurous about how he should be dunked, so I will be adding it into the chapter. Thanks for the request Tashasaurous!

If any of you guys have any request for how the characters do the challenge or if you want anything else in the chapter, please tell me and I'll see what I can do about it. I already have several suggestions, just so you don't feel left out if you do have one or more.

Your remaining choices are: Xaldin, Vexen, Lexeaus, Zexion, Demyx, Luxord, Marluxia, Larxene, Roxas, and Xion.

Enjoy the story!


"Xigbar. Come up here."

A moan came up from the pirate-eyed, pony-tailed, trigger-happy Nobody. Luxord snickered from behind him. Something told all of them that Luxord had been anticipating this, for a laughing gambler isn't always a good sign.

"Here sir," Xigbar groaned. The Superior raised an eyebrow at him.

"Is there something you wish to speak with us about, Number II," Xemnas asked. Xigbar sighed and covered his eyes, well eye, with his hand before sinking to his knees on the sandy ground. Everyone watched as he slumped down.

"Well... you see, ah, Luxord and I had a bet and... well..."

"He lost," Luxord cut off. He had his cards out and was using them to fan his face in the Agrabah heat. Xigbar scowled and narrowed his good eye at him.

"Yeah... so now I have to dunk my head into the bucket on the ground while on my hands and knees. So thanks a lot, Luxord," he finished sarcastically. Luxord gave a crisp salute.

"You're very welcome." Xigbar groaned again. A few nobodies giggled. Then everyone looked at Lexaeus, holding the ice water bucket. He simply shrugged and placed the bucket on the ground in front of Xigbar.

Xigbar stared over the rim, peering at its contents. Ice cubes glinted off light and seemed to wink at him while floating in water just as cold as they were. The balance had been thrown off the surface, causing splashes to nearly come off the sides and to evaporate on the burning sand below. Not exactly your warm and comfy scenario right here.

A minute passed before then came the voice of the Gambler of Fate. "You know Xigbar. We can go again and there is a possibility that you can change the way this will go down. A chance to change your outcome." Xigbar turned and glared at him again.

"Nope, I don't have any more money to bet and I'm not going to lose anything else, so let's do this," he replied. That said, he placed his hands on the metal rim and dunked his entire head in, down to his neck. Everyone watched in awe as ice water splashed over the bucket's sides, due to weight displacement if you take chemistry, and they heard the watery gurgle of him screaming in freezing cold agony.

After a few seconds, he finally tried to pull his head out of the bucket, only to realize it had gotten stuck. A few nobodies chuckled at the sight of him trying to pull off the bucket, even Xemnas and Saix gave phantom ghosts of a smile. After lifting his face up and twisting he bucket to the side, Xigbar's head was free, and the rest of the ice water in the bucket poured down his neck and onto his clothes, soaking him more.

Demyx was on the ground, laughing himself to hysterics, Marluxia and Larxene were doubled over with laughter, Luxord, Xaldin and Lexaeus gave hearty chuckles and everyone else was somewhere in between or somewhere else. Axel was slapping his knees at the sight while the two keybearers beside him giggled a bit.

Xigbar stared ahead for a moment, trying to clear his stinging eye and let the water run down his face. He finally threw the bucket to the side, it hitting a stone wall with a loud clang, straightened his eye patch and got up to his feet. He focused on Luxord, then summoning his guns. The gambler stopped laughing and noticed the sniper. Xigbar grinned evilly, so much that Axel gripped both the keybearers' heads and pushed their faces into his sides, despite their protests, lest they be scarred for life at the sight of it.

"Luxord... you're dead," Xigbar yelled and instantly pursued after him, shooting at his heels the entire way. Everyone made room for them as they rounded a corner and out of their sight.

Then everyone turned back to the front.

"Well, I hope it isn't Luxord's turn next. He'll have to miss his turn," Zexion said, breaking the silence that had fallen upon them.

"He didn't even get his towel," Vexen added, holding up the white, woolly cloth. Xemnas nodded and Saix handed him the bowl for another name.

Meanwhile Axel let go of Roxas and Xion and whispered to them. "See you guys. Nothing ever good comes out of making bets with someone that you know you're going to lose to in the end."

"But didn't Luxord win the bet," Xion asked.

"Yes, but now he's running for his life against an enraged gunner shooting bullets at him, so the moral is 'don't make bets you can't keep'. Got it?"

"Got it," both replied.

"Good." Axel ruffled their heads playfully till they whacked his hands off. He smirked and turned his attention back ahead. Another slip of paper being read.

Who would it be this time?


Guess you'll just have to review and vote to find out. Thank you all for the reviews and votes I've been getting, I really appreciate it you guys. And thanks again Tashasaurous for the suggestion, it was great.

Hope you liked this chapter, I'll update it again soon. Till then, stay tuned. (Heh, it rhymed there.) Sincerely, v.t.7