Oooohhh.. It's currently really late at night and I can't sleep. So I'll work on my crack-ish fanfic. x3 This one is really... I don't like it. And it looks like Vexen doesn't like Axel.

------------Oh no, It's Vexen.--------------

The scientist stood slowly and dusted himself off, well rather, he TIRED to. Marluxia seemed to be connected to his let arm, making it a bit hard to move. "Number. XI... Will. You. Please. UNHAND ME!!" He growled, pulling from Marluxia who only tightened his grip.

"Oh but Vexen! You have dough ALL OVER YOU!! Let me help you take it off!!" The pink haired teen purred, giggling slightly.

"For the last time, Marluxia, I will NOT take my shirt off... nor will I let you lick my cheek! My face is perfectly clean, and I do NOT want you to change that variable." He murmered.

Well, it was the truth. Due to the fact Vexen was currently the cleanest in the room, Only the bottom and edges of his boots were filthy, maybe a spot on his shin and knee, but nothing more. Most likely because he flew behind Lexaeus before anything came hurlng at him.

Xemnas raised an eyebrow then cleared his throat. "Marluxia, please let Vexen speak."

"Bu--"

"Now."

Marluxia whimpered and let Vexen go, sulking lightly. Vexen glared at him, most likely to hide his concern. "Ahem... as i was saying...

Certainly, I was inside my lab, dealing with a certain NOBODY who couldn't HELP but to VIOLATE my PERSONAL space. Isn't that right, MARLUXIA? As I was...saying... After eminently working in my lab, I perceived that I was in a state of, rather, hunger. So to cease this yearn and keep a homostasis, I was in a way forced my by own body, to the kitchen.

At that time, one I walked in, minding my own buisness, something stuck me.

"We're out of peanut butter." I mumbled to Demyx. Not a very smart thing to do. For after telling him the problem, he immediately reported to Saix. I do recall hearing him persueing the Lunar Diviner to go with him to buy the butter of the Peanuts.

After a good amount of minutes, Saix, keeping his cool, had suggested Demyx to bake sweets. Unfortunately, this would take a while, and I was quite hungry. So I insisted that number nine should ask for assistance.

He swiftly choose Zexion.

After that, I payed more attention to making a sandwich. But just as Demyx, Zexion, and Lexaeus were mixing and making the batter, XI, XII, III, and XIII came in. they all insisted that they also wanted sweets, which was aggrivating for me since more sweets would take longer to make, Not to mention Saix and I have been waiting on the three to finish the batter. Which meant they needed to make more.

After that, I vaguely remeber what happend... but one thing is for sure...

IT'S ALL AXEL'S FAULT!! THAT PYRO MANIAC DID IT ALLL!!!! WITH THE HELP OF MARLUXIA!!!"

Vexen wildly pointed at Marluxia and Axel, his mouth gaping with anger.

"Ohhh..babe, you don't MEAN that..." Marluxia pouted, wrapping his arms around Vexen and nuzzling his head to the other's chest. In the mean time, Vexen ans Axel exchanged looks.

"Get a ROOM!!" Axel howled, smirking.

"Stay out of everyone else's quarters, Axel." Vexen growled.

"...We live in quarters...?"

"Shut up Demyx..." Everyone sighed. The organization went back to Xemnas who was massaging the sides of his head with his fingertips. Damn, this is so bad for my migrain...

"Lexeaus...are you even going to speak...?" He looked around. "Lexaeus?"