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Once the commercial break ended, Hugh invited Zexion to stand in front of the audience. The schemer slowly made his way to the center of the room and stood there awkwardly, hating all the attention.

"Hello, Zexion." Hugh greeted with a smile. "Tell the audience about yourself."

He crossed his arms and cleared his throat, trying to think of something witty to say. The amount of people however, caused his mind to draw a blank. "Let's see…I spend most of my days reading and working. I don't get much time to spend freely as I'm always busy either in the lab or on the field." Just as Zexion was about to open his mouth to continue, Hugh interrupted by pulling out an index card which caused the Schemer to be slightly confused.

"Well, it says here that you spend your time listening to My Chemical Romance." The audience laughed. Zexion, who was thrown off guard, uncrossed his arms to interject but was cut off by Hugh again. "You also apparently like to wear eyeliner?" The audience laughed even harder. "I think your hair says it all!" The Schemer stood up straight.

"I think your name says it all." Zexion spat as he walked off stage, angry. At the same time, images of Zexion's My Chemical Romance C.D collection were shown along with his eyeliner pencils.

Saïx would have been called next, but since he was absent, Axel was called up. The pyromaniac happily walked onto the stage, waving at the audience as if he was already a celebrity.

When Axel met Hugh on stage, they clashed their fists together as if they had been long time friends.

"Alright, Axel!" Hugh exclaimed. "Tell us about yourself."

The pyromaniac faked a laugh. "Well, I like to spend my time wooing the ladies." He winked and pointed to an attractive blond in the audience. "I also like to enjoy life, you know? I'm not one for rules; all that matters is that you have fun. So what if you get in trouble?"

Hugh nodded in agreement and some of the audience cheered.

"How do you feel about Zexion?"

"Say what?"Axel was caught off guard and blinked. He expected the entire conversation to revolve around himself. Why was Zexion brought up?

"You clearly show some kind of interest in these photos." The audience let off some "ooh's" as pictures of the two walking along the beach shore from earlier were shown. Axel bowed his head and laughed in disbelief. Another picture of the two appeared on the screens. "What about this picture? It's of you two getting touchy." The audience laughed and Axel's face turned beat red.

"How did you even get these pictures?" Axel questioned as he folded his arms across his chest. "Besides, you gotta know the story behind that. I had something on my face that day, I don't remember what because that was like, I don't know months ago? Anyway, he got it off. No big deal."

"Are you sure it wasn't a big deal?" Hugh pried with a mischievous grin. He pulled out an index card and read from it. "Well, it says here that you have an alleged secret that only he knows. Want to tell us about that relationship?"

Axel froze. How did Hugh know what happened in his personal life? How did he take those photos without him noticing? It didn't add up. Axel had never seen this man in his life. Never came across him, ever. It wasn't logical because this man lived nowhere near the Castle That Never Was. Even situations that played out the day before and events that happened today he managed to know about. How?

Axel realized that it was now dead quiet and everyone was waiting for a response. He shook his head, feeling the anger rise up in him. Clenching his fists, he turned around and walked off stage, leaving Hugh to yell even more embarrassing things about him.

Once Axel passed by Demyx, the Melodious Nocturne jogged into the center of the room where he was surrounded by tons of people, bright lights, and cameras. He giggled at the dramatic music that played when he stepped out.

When Hugh asked to tell him about himself, he thought for a moment.

"Well, I love music, playing the sitar, visiting the aquariums during my missions…" He paused for a moment. "Oh, crap! Xemnas wasn't supposed to know that!" He heaved a sigh and slouched his posture. "Oh, now I'll be turned into a dusk for sure!" He was stared at as if he was speaking a foreign language; nobody understood what being turned into a dusk meant. "Anyways, I like to play with my fish in my fishbowl, swim in pools, play games with Xigbar, and pester Zexion until he smacks me in the head with his book…" Demyx went on and on about things he liked to do. Hugh began to yawn and Demyx still continued. "Watch The Little Mermaid, play with my action figures, dance to my favorite songs, visit the animal shelters to cuddle with the kittens…"

"Enough!" Hugh shouted which caught everyone off guard. Demyx jumped a little in surprise and took a step back timidly. He cleared his throat. "I think we can list off a bunch of things that question your sexuality. You said you watch the Little Mermaid…How gay!" Demyx was a little hurt by his comment. "Cuddle with kittens?" Hugh laughed. "No straight man would ever do that!" Demyx began to pout.

"W-what?" His voice cracked.

"Crying? The last thing that you are is straight!"

Demyx's bottom lip twitched and his inhaled a shaky breath. A tear slid down his face and he ran off stage. Once the members who already had their embarrassing experiences saw Demyx bawling his eyes out, they knew it was time for revenge.

"I have an idea," began Zexion, "why don't we just have a little assassination party?"

"Can't." Muttered Xemnas. Everybody turned to face him with questioning glances. "I disabled your weapons before we left for the trip."

"You what?" Axel shouted. He was just about ready to pick up the chair he was sitting in and bash it on the Superior's head.

Luxord made his way onto the stage. He was criticized for having an obsession with cards, and being "too friendly" with Xigbar. The Brit was almost ready to throw a fist fight but walked off stage like the others had. He questioned the minds of the people who actually liked this show.

Marluxia was the laughing stock out of all thirteen of them. Once he stood beside Hugh, he burst out in laughter, telling him that he didn't need to speak. He dismissed him off stage soon after that. Marluxia wasn't even given a chance to talk. Larxene went up next in her shimmery black dress and high heels. Hugh asked her if she was doing anything later to which she replied by stomping on his feet with his razor sharp heels. After claiming that she had to be gay, she stormed off stage. Finally, there was the innocent, little, Roxas.

Once he was asked to talk about himself, he tittered, staring at the floor the entire time.

"Uh, I like ice cream, popsicles-"

"Popsicles?" Hugh asked. Roxas nodded slowly and avoided eye contact. The heat of his anxiety was rushing to his cheeks and his hands began to shake. "I think we all what that means, right Roxas?" He nudged the blond who just laughed in embarrassment. He had no idea how to react in this situation. "How do you eat these popsicles?"

Roxas was confused. Why was this guy so interested in one of his favorite foods?

"Well, uh, I don't know. I don't remember." Hugh burst out laughing.

"Why? Were you really that drunk?"

Roxas' eyebrows furrowed together. What did drunkenness have to do with eating popsicles?

"N-no. The last time I had one, I was in bed and-"

"That's how it always happens, Roxas." Hugh cut in. The audience laughed.

Roxas swallowed hard, trying to remember what he was just saying.

"I was in bed because I didn't want Xemnas to see me sneaking them into my room. It was late at night and Xemnas has a no sweets after dinner rule."

The crowd erupted into uncontrollable laughter. Everything Roxas was saying was taken completely out of context and he was very confused. He tried to wrap his mind around the reason as to why they were laughing. Did nobody in Los Angeles eat popsicles? Hugh patted his back.

"Alright, Roxas you're done here." The blond made his way backstage and Hugh announced that the results would be back after another commercial break.

"This is fucking insane!" Larxene spat, pacing in circles while grabbing handfuls of her hair into her fists in rage. Nobody tried to calm her down because once she was on a rampage, she couldn't be stopped. "I swear, once were done with this shitty place I am mounting your head above the fireplace!" She pointed furiously at Xemnas who put his hands up in defense.

He had explained to them that he disabled their weapons because they were known to cause havoc. He told them that past experiences in taking them on trips away from the castle were complete chaos because they terrorized everyone they met and he didn't want to relive that again. Marluxia had once summoned his scythe to open a Special K granola bar in a public park. He didn't feel like having the cops after them again.

"You know," Zexion began, resting his chin on his fist. "We could use these metal chairs to our advantage…"

Everyone exchanged glances with each other and Lexaeus began breaking the chairs apart with his bare hands and bending the metal into shapes that formed weapons similar to their own back at home.

Once the commercial break ended, the entire Organization was called up on stage to announce their gay percentages.

What Xemnas had planned next was something nobody was ever going to get. He figured that since this was going to be on live television, he was going to either go big or go home.

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