A/N: Question: any suggestions for the plots their going to put everyone through?

Also, Riku/Kairi finally got a vote. Just a single vote, mind you, but it did get one. Also, my favorite from the list is now has 4 votes so I'm happy about that! (Brason for the win!)

Votes so Far:

1st: Sora/Riku/Kairi, 17 votes

2nd: Sora/Kairi, 13 votes

3rd: Riku/Sora: 6 votes

4th: Jason/Brick(I totally voted for this and all of you are awful for not seeing the brilliance of this marvelous pairing) 4 votes (to the other fans of this wonderous pairing, I thank thee)

5th: Each with one vote, Sora/Roxas, Sora/Namine, Roxas/Namine, Roxas/Xion, Roxas/Kairi, Riku/Xion, Sora/Ventus, Sora/Vanitas, Riku/Kairi

Published: None

Warnings: Troll Sora

Chapter 4

The One With the Zombie Apocalypse

Percy cackled evilly as rubbed his palms together.

Tidus backed away slightly. Okay. Jackson was losing it. Lovely.

Jason arched an eyebrow, not at all disturbed by the display. He'd done something similar just days earlier, after all.

"Okay. I give. What's your evil plan?"

Percy have them both a grin full of so much teeth that Tidus was momentarily reminded of a shark.

"It's so simple. So, so simple that I can't believe we didn't see it before."

Tidus and Jason exchanged looks, a feeling of trepidation overtaking the two teens. This… Did not sound good. Anytime Percy thought something was 'simple', it was usually taken through so many leaps and bounds and hoops that it turned out to be true, but in the most convoluted way possible.

Like that one time with Ares and the Lightning Bolt.

(Don't ask. Just… Don't. Although, that particular incident did end with Percy almost cutting off a god's arm. Kudos to him)

Percy shot them both a vicious superior smirk.

"It's simple: we make Sora face his worst fear, and then- whichever one he goes running to is who he's meant to be with!" Percy cackled.

Jason and Tidus exchanged looks. Okay. This plan did have some merit. Still. There was one tiny(read: massive, major) issue with that particular plan. Scratch that. Two issues with that plan.

"Sora isn't scared of anything." Tidus scoffed. "I swear. That kid could get attacked by a massive Titan made of shadows and death and he'd just calmly take a step back and figure out the best way to take it down."

"And, if Sora's scared, he'd probably run to me and you." Jason added, motioning to Percy.

"What? I'm not good enough?" Tidus whined.

Percy and Jason did not bother dignifying that with a response.

Instead, Percy just cackled.

"Oh. That's the beauty of it. Sora won't come running to us. He'll be running from us!"

Jason exchanged another look with Tidus. Okayyyy. This… Would probably turn out badly and terribly and they probably shouldn't follow through with this particular plan because it had all the landmarks of stupidity plastered all over it.

So, of course, as teenagers, it was their sacred duty to go through with it.

Sora hummed happily to himself as he strolled through town making his way home. Today was a good day. He actually managed to beat Riku in a race today, Kairi showered him with that beaming radiant smile of hers, and best of all, Nico was coming back today!

Seriously. Sora wondered what his cousin did whenever he went off world. He kinda came and went as he pleased, much to the chagrin of the adults.

Either way, Sora was happy. Nothing could ruin this day!

So, of course, it had to be ruined rather spectacularly. By what, you may ask? Sora turned a corner only to be met with the terrifying sight of Tidus running for his life from what looked like a zombiefied Jason, only to get tacked to the ground by a zombiefied Percy.

Sora froze.

Zombie!Percy bit a screaming Tidus, who's yells became weak little whimpers before dark eyes looked up at him.

Dark eyes covered in liberal amounts of dark eyeshadow. Sora would know. He'd done Kairi's makeup enough times to tell, although if asked he would feverently deny doing so because hey, he was a boy and boys didn't do girl's makeup for them.

Percy lifted his head, ketchup staining his teeth, and growled.

…

"Brains. Brains." Jason drawled, limping towards Sora.

O… Kay? So his cousins wanted to play a weird game. Alright. Random, but okay. Sora would play along. While in all reality, if this was real, he'd beat both of them senseless, run off with Tidus, then cry himself to sleep later on, this was so obviously fake so Sora did the only thing natural.

The boy let out a high pitched scream, turning and fleeing away from them.

Hm. He needed backup in this weird game of theirs. Kairi was out. Sora loved the girl, but, seriously, if a zombie apocalypse happened she'd probably try to hug the zombies to humanity again instead of running like a sane person. Nope. Going to get was out.

Riku, then.

With that thought in mind, Sora took a right, right towards Riku's.

Tidus sat up with a growl, rubbing at his neck. Hissing, the teen glared at Percy.

"Did you have to bite down so hard?" the boy whined.

Percy rolled his eyes. "Oh, get over it. I bit into the ketchup, not you."

Jason stayed silent, eyes locked on Sora's fleeing figure.

"I… Cannot believe that actually worked." Jason said, mostly to himself. Then, he scowled, crossing his arms in annoyance. "I can't believe Sora just left you to be mauled by zombies! I'm very disappointed in him!"

Percy arched an eyebrow.

"That was the point, Jason. What's the point in using fears against someone if they don't act scared and rational?"

"Rational for Sora would be tossing a fireball at us." Jason pointed out.

"Sora can throw fireballs?" Tidus repeated, causing the two cousins to freeze. "Wait, since when? Is that like that whole Jason can airbend and you can waterbend?" Tidus asked Percy.

"Er… Come on, let's chase Sora down and see where he goes!" Percy defected rather terribly.

Riku blinked.

"I'm sorry… Can you repeat that?"

Sora shot him an impatient look. With a huff, Sora stomped his foot.

"Jason and Percy dressed up as zombies and apparently converted Tidus. Annnnd I'm guessing we're next unless we fight back? I mean, unless you want to let them draw really bad mascara all over your face." Sora told him.

Riku opened his mouth. Once. Twice. Thrice. Er. Okay. Bizzare, but okay. This was hardly the weirdest thing those three idiots had ever done, so Riku could deal.

Riku nodded.

"All right. So, three zombies are incoming. Apparently. Game plan?"

Sora grinned.

It was then that Riku remembered that, while everyone thought Sora was kind and good and innocent, Riku knew the truth: Sora was an utter little shit that would smile while trolling the hell out of you.

He almost felt sorry for those three idiots. Then, he remembered how only last week they sent him to the top of Mt. Kolts so he wouldn't interrupt a date they'd set up for Sora and Kairi, and all sympathetic thoughts died.

Riku cracked his knuckles.

"Let's wreck them."

Jason had personally been very surprised when the plan had worked and Sora had actually fled. He'd been disappointed when Sora had run to Riku, but then again, between Riku and Kairi, Riku was the clear fighter so this game had been rigged from the start.

He'd been surprised and disappointed. He thought Sora would have at least tried to save one of his friends from zombification, and had been dishearten to learn that no, Sora wouldn't try, he'd just run as fast as his too big feet would carry him.

The why was now abundantly clear.

Sora had, of course, seen right through them. Because of course he had. Jason was a moron for listening to Percy, moron, moron, moron. A moron that was now paying the price.

How, you ask?

Sora cackled.

Percy grunted.

Tidus, the traitor, was rolling on the ground, tears of mirth spilling from his eyes, totally ruining the makeup Jason had painstakingly drawn on him(read: messily and quickly because Jason honestly was no facial artist).

"Stop squirming!" Jason hissed.

"Your elbow is digging into my back! Of course I'm going to squirm!"

"We're face to face, you moron! How is my elbow digging into your back?"

Percy froze, realization lighting his eyes. If that was the end of it, they'd be good and Jason could figure a way out of this mess. As it was, instead Percy renewed his struggles tenfold.

"Perce!" Jason yelped. "Stop it! Why are you doing that?"

"There's something on my back, and it's moving, and its alive, and its crawly, and it's not you and like hell if I'm gonna stay still!" Percy screamed. Or spat, technically. Right into Jason's face. As if it had anywhere else to go, really.

Sora had, somehow, rigged a goddamn trap for them. Percy had waltz right into it and Jason, trying to help, had tried to pull him out of it. Instead, he'd been yanked right in.

Result?

Both cousins were currently dangling from the air, upside down, bodies smashed together and held tightly by a dozen different vines holding them in place.

Sora poked his head around the corner before smirking at them.

"Best way to take out zombies? You need to… Plant it out."

Percy stopped squirming.

"You did not just make that pun!" Percy yelled.

"I did to, and you guys suck, and I win, so ha!" Sora cheered, fist pumping.

The traitor finally stopped laughing, sitting up to look at Sora.

"Wait, did you see through the zombie thing from the start?"

"Duh." Sora snorted.

Percy bristled. Jason shot him an 'I told you so look'. Ignoring it, Percy tried to twist them around so he could properly glare at Sora.

"You've always been scared of zombies!" Percy claimed.

"No. I just pretended to. Neeks would never live it down if I told him how pathetic I thought his power was. Seriously, what's scary about dead, slow moving, rotten beings that can't even cross running water?" Sora rolled his eyes.

Percy gaped. That… That little shit!

Riku popped his head from the corner.

"Hey, did the trap wor- ah. Operation Piñata was a success." Riku said, grinning evilly as he walked towards Sora.

Jason and Percy both froze.

"Operation Piñata?" they both gulped. That… Did not sound good.

Sora grinned, lifting his hands to cup his mouth.

"Lunnnnnnneeeeeth, I got your piñata buddy! Never let anyone say I'm not a good friend!"

So it was that Percy and Jason were besieged by an army of mini miscreants welding plastic sticks. On the bright side, they didn't hit that hard the the vines absorbed most of the blows, which wasn't all that surprisingly considering they were strong enough to hold both of them trapped at once.

Hours later, Jason and Percy lay panting, battered and tired.

"Okayyy… That… Could have gone better." Percy admitted.

Jason turned his head to gaze at him incredulously. Then, because really, he just couldn't help it at this point, Jason clocked Percy right in the face.