A/N: So, in the last chapter, I said that I'd write more soon. Truth is, I'm a fat liar because I had super writers block and I had no idea that AP Language and Composition was going to give me six books to read plus five essays to read and write essays on. So that's pretty much absorbed my summer writing, not to mention I've been withheld from the internet for a while. But this chapter is up, and I thank everyone once again for their lovely reviews. By the way, this chapter has super mild spoilers, but if you're reading this, you probably won't have had anything spoiled anyway.

The organization members who are not at Castle Oblivion run into the meeting hall excitedly murmuring amongst themselves.

Xemnas: "Everyone! I have called forth this emergency meeting to suppress the rumors that have been going around."

Demyx: "Rumors? What rumors?"

Luxord: "You know, the rumor that someone at Castle Oblivion has been terminated?"

Demyx: "Oh that. Wait, that's JUST a rumor?"

Saix sighs.

Saix: "Yes, Demyx."

Demyx: "Come on. You can't just crush my hopes and dreams that Larxene will never be coming back to punch me in the face every morning and kick me when I'm down and break my stuff and basically just make my life miserable every day!"

Xemnas: "Number IX, it's my job to crush hopes and dreams. That's why I'm the main antagonist of this plot. Number XII is not the one who has been terminated."

Xigbar stands up in his chair.

Xigbar: "Okay, dudes! Let's take a bet on who died! I'll bet it was Marluxia."

Xemnas: "Number II! That is completely disrespectful conduct so say such a thing."

Everyone completely ignores Xemnas as Luxord becomes more interested.

Luxord: "Oh, you want to gamble, eh? Well I'll have you know that I disagree with your guess and I'll bet it was Vexen."

Xigbar: "You're on. Anyone else?"

Xemnas: "Silence! This is not a topic that we should be discussing jovially."

Demyx: "Especially when we know that Larxene might be coming back-"

Xemnas: "Number IX if you do not shut up right now, I will send you to Castle Oblivion so you can spend every day with your good friend Number XII. Do you understand!"

Demyx: "…Yes…"

He sinks back in his chair.

Xemnas: "Thank you."

Xaldin: "I'll bet it was Lexaeus."

Xemnas violently whips his head around towards Xaldin.

Xemnas: "Did you not just hear me? I said don't say anything!"

Luxord: "Well, are you going to tell us who died?"

Xemnas: "Well, I have not yet told you whether this rumor is true or not. And Xaldin, who is Lexaeus? And why are you suggesting he might have died?"

Saix: "Um, Superior, Lexaeus is number five in our organization. You tend to skip over him."

Xemnas: "Oh. Well, I assure you, he is not the one who was terminated."

Xaldin: "Damn."

Xigbar: "Ha! You're out of the bet!"

Xaldin: "Fine then. I change my guess to Axel."

Xemnas: "Axel! That reminds me. Roxas?"

Roxas has meanwhile not been paying attention to any of this but has instead been finger mashing on his Nintendo DS playing a game that looks suspiciously similar to 358/2 Days. Upon hearing his name, he looks up.

Roxas: "Huh? Yeah?"

Xemnas: "Don't you have anything to say on this topic?"

Roxas: "Oh…uh…"

Demyx leans over to whisper to Roxas.

Demyx: "Ask him why Larxene-"

Xemnas: "Number IX I can hear you and I know what you're going to say. The reason why Larxene didn't die first is because she is a female and if she were to be the first one dead that would make it seem as if we are trying to state that females are weak and we would be accused of sexism due to the fact that we had our sole female member of the organization killed off before any of our male members."

Xion: "Um…excuse me, but sole female member?"

Xemnas: "Yes. Why are you repeating what I just said?"

Xion: "But aren't I the other female member?"

Xemnas: "Oh yeah. You… Well you're not really female."

Xion: "I'm not? What's that supposed to mean?"

Xemnas: "It's complicated and you wouldn't understand. Roxas might know, though."

Roxas: "I would?"

Xemnas: "Yes! Roxas, you should be more considerate towards your best friend!"

Roxas: "Oh…okay. But isn't Axel supposed to be my best friend?"

Xemnas: "Yes, but he could have possibly been killed in this conspiracy going on involving Castle Oblivion."

He seems to be hinting at something, but Roxas is still confused at what Xemnas is trying to get at.

Xaldin: "Take that! That's hinting I win the bet."

Luxord: "He said possibly. That's no excuse for you to have won just yet."

Xigbar: "Guys just wait for it. He's gonna drop the bomb that it was Marluxia any second now."

Xaldin: "Well, face it, Xigbar; if it were Marluxia, Xemnas wouldn't have made a big deal about it."

Luxord: "More like no deal at all."

Xigbar: "Whoa, you guys are turning on me now? Uncool, dudes. Uncool. Besides, Xemnas doesn't care about any of us, except maybe Saix. It's a miracle that he's actually making any deal at all about someone dying because we all know Saix is still alive. Unless…"

He turns to Saix.

Xigbar: "Saix, are you alive?"

Saix looks at him with a face of exhaustion and annoyance.

Saix: "No, Xigbar, I'm a zombie nobody ghost who's here to haunt you until you all destroy yourselves due to insanity."

Xigbar: "Well, geez, Saix. Sarcastic much?"

Xemnas: "Well, since at this point you'll all be wondering who was terminated in the incident at Castle Oblivion, we'll take attendance so you can all use process of elimination to figure out who it was. Saix?"

Everyone, except Saix, is too busy to care.

Saix: "Ugh…Sometimes I wonder why this organization hasn't already destroyed itself due to insanity."

In Castle Oblivion...

Marluxia: "Alright! Our plan is going smoothly and perfectly."

Larxene: "Are you meaning to say that Vexen constantly jumping in and interrupting basically everything we've been saying equals going perfectly?"

Marluxia: "Okay, maybe the Vexen part was a little annoying, but we don't have to worry about him anymore now. I think we should have another celebration."

He pulls on a string as a weak shower of balloons and streamers fall from the ceiling. With the amount of enthusiasm that's being given out, one can tell this has been done before.

Axel: "Yay."

Larxene: "That's starting to become annoying."

Marluxia: "Yes, I'm steering off topic. Now back to our plan. We're going to lure Sora in here so we can steal his Keyblade so we can take over the organization."

Axel: "I'm still confused. Why do we need a Keyblade to take over the organization?"

Marluxia: "I guess I'm going to have to spell things out for you. A Keyblade is a…"

Axel: "Sword?"

Marluxia: "That looks like a…"

Axel: "Key?"

Marluxia: "And what do keys do?"

Axel: "Keys…unlock things?"

Marluxia: "Exactly!"

Larxene: "Wait. I thought we were going to use the power of the Keyblade to wipe out the powerful members of the organization by using it as a deadly weapon, not as a key that just unlocks things."

Marluxia: "Oh, Larxene. What kind of ridiculous idea is that? They'd be expecting that! What we're going to do is find this key to open the doors to victory!"

Larxene: "The doors to victory?"

Marluxia nods, happily.

Larxene: "Aren't those figurative?"

Marluxia: "They are not! They're real! I've seen many people walk through them, but they always slam shut whenever I get close."

He sighs as he stares off into the distance.

Marluxia: "Anyway, enough about that, we'll use Namine to lure Sora up here. Where is she?"

Larxene: "Oh, her? She's acting like a shy, little, innocent girl in the corner."

She points to Namine who is drawing in her sketchbook.

Marluxia: "Namine! Get over here! We're discussing your role in our plan."

Namine: "No. I won't come over there. You've kidnapped me!"

Marluxia: "Namine, for the last time, I did not kidnap you. You just followed the trail of crayons to our castle and if you had read the messages on said crayons you would have known that following the crayon trail was agreeing to our scheme so just come over here."

Namine: "Never! You're the evil people in this story! I'm the heroine's nobody!"

Larxene: "We know! You've been using that as a lame excuse for everything since you've come here."

Marluxia stands up, walks over to Namine, and lifts up her chair with her still sitting on it and brings her over to the center in which they are meeting.

Marluxia: "Okay, now that you're here, Namine, we're going to use your memory powers to make Sora believe that- Are you even listening to me?"

Namine has just been drawing in her sketchbook and not paying attention.

Namine: "Marluxia, nobody listens to you."

Marluxia: "That's not true! Larxene listens to me…sometimes. But anyway, if you don't pay attention to this plan, I will-"

Larxene: "Why don't you just take her sketchbook away?"

She performs said action.

Marluxia: "An excellent idea, Larxene. Now as I was saying-"

Namine: "By the way, Larxene, you might want to look through there. I've got some great pictures drawn of you."

A sly smile creeps across her face.

Larxene: "What? What's that supposed to mean- OH MY GOD!"

Axel suddenly becomes interested and leans over.

Axel: "What is it?"

Larxene: "Why am I holding hands with Demyx in this picture?"

Namine: "Why are you protesting? Covering up a crush?"

Larxene: "Wha- No! No way!"

Namine: "You are."

Larxene: "Now you listen to me. Why the fu-"

Marluxia: "Larxene! We're still in the middle of the meeting, which I haven't gotten to explain yet."

Axel: "Come on, if you're only holding hands in that picture, how bad can it be?"

Larxene: "Oh, you have no idea."

Namine: "Why do you keep mentioning it?"

Larxene: "To clear the air! I don't like Demyx!"

Namine: "If you really didn't like him, you wouldn't need to clear the air."

Marluxia: "Everyone! Stop talking now!"

Larxene: "You see! This is why you're not a part of the organization!"

Namine: "Why would I want to be? You're the bad guys. I'm the heroine's nobody."

Larxene: "Thank you, for bringing that up again for the billionth time."

Marluxia: "Girls! Shut up! We have an evil plan to organize."

Namine: " Yes. We should bring Demyx into it."

Larxene: "No we shouldn't! Just let it go!"

Marluxia: "Yes! Just let it go! Both of you!"

Namine: "Shut up, Marluxia."

Marluxia: "Why are you telling me to shut up? I'm the one in charge here!"

Axel: "This is boring. I'm going downstairs."

He gets up and leaves. No one notices.

Larxene: "You know what? I can't work with you."

Namine: "That's fine with me. Go back to your little Demyx."

Larxene: "Okay, that's it!"

She gets up and starts chasing Namine around the room leaving Marluxia sitting alone with a defeated look on his face.

Marluxia: "We're all going to blow up and die. I know it. Girls break it up, please!"

He runs after them.

In the basements of Castle Oblivion…

Zexion and Lexaeus have become bored standing around in a dimly lit room doing absolutely nothing so they have begun playing charades.

Lexaeus is standing stiffly straight.

Zexion: "Um…you're a tree?"

Lexaeus makes a "so-so" wave of his hand.

Zexion: "A tree branch? A tree trunk?"

Lexaeus shakes his head no.

Zexion: "You're a log?"

Axel walks in.

Zexion: "Oh, hey, Axel."

Axel: "Hey, Zexion. Hey, Lex. Wassup?"

Zexion: "Wait, a second, where did you come from?"

Axel: "Oh, I got bored from listening to everyone fight upstairs so I came down here. I've decided to join your side now."

Zexion: "Oh…that's a legitimate reason. But how did you know we were hiding down here?"

Axel: "Well, Vexen made a lot of noise so we all just assumed…"

Zexion: "Yes, I get what you're saying."

Axel: "Oh yeah, sorry about him, by the way."

Zexion: "Oh don't worry about it. Nobodies don't die. They disapparate from the World that Never Was to the World that Might Quite Probably Be."

Axel: "Hm…the World that Might Quite Probably Be…It sounds a little better than the World that Never Was."

Zexion: "Well, not exactly. You see, in the World that Never Was, it means that everything never was in the past but is now, even though we don't actually exist in the real world, but we are actually existent. In the World that Might Quite Probably Be, we don't know if we ever were or if we are, because we only might be, which gives us the chance of us not being which means we don't exist or never have considering we don't know if we actually are or if anything around us actually is so we are left in a state of perpetual confusion on whether we are or whether we are not."

There is a long, long awkward pause as Axel tries to process what Zexion has just said.

Axel: "…Okay, you just made my brain explode. I'm going back upstairs."

He leaves.

Zexion: "I thought it was a very simple explanation. Back to charades, shall we?"

Lexaeus nods then goes back to standing up stiff.

Zexion: "Okay…you have something to do with a tree…you're a block of wood?"

Lexaeus shakes his head.

Zexion: "Oh, I get it. You're that presentation pad over there!"

Lexaeus shakes his head no, confused.

Zexion: "Paper is made from trees. Okay, I give up. What are you?"

Lexaeus: "I'm a stapler."

Zexion: "How the hell does that have anything to do with a tree or what you were doing?"

Lexaeus: "I was a broken stapler."

Zexion: "I still don't get it."

Lexaeus: "Me neither."

Zexion: "Then why were you–?"

He changes his mind mid-sentence.

Zexion: "This game is stupid. Let's go back to doing nothing."

In the World that Might Quite Probably Be...

Vexen: "Oh fiddlesticks."

A/N: Last chapter I was thinking about changing the name, but the name's been growing on me. I'm probably gonna change the summary, however. So, leave a review, tell me how you liked it. I'm going to stick to the basic plot of the story, except I'm going to have a lot more happen in the World that Might Quite Probably Be in further chapters. So if anyone caught the slight Harry Potter and the slight Pirates of the Caribbean references, virtual cookies to you. Also, a little story about that incident with Larxene and Demyx: Back in the day when me and a friend of mine would RP Kingdom Hearts (I was usually Demyx) we decided that nothing would anger Larxene more if someone accused her of liking Demyx. So, I'll try to find time between my AP essays and what not to write more. Live long and prosper.