Trivial Matters
A matter of time or timing
"So, how did you deal with your period?"
Saix paused, not quite believing what she was hearing. She looked over at Larxene, who was leaning not-too-casually against the kitchen table. Even the Savage Nymph had some measure of, if not respect, fear of the Lunar Diviner, that much was certain. Not enough, Saix thought privately.
Weighing the pros and cons of answering that trivial question, she continued looking through the freezer, finally emerging triumphantly with a tub of ice-cream. She could also sense that Larxene was about to explode.
"I thought that Nobodies ceased to experience… that kind of bodily function," replied Saix neatly, looking at a point somewhere above the nymph's head as if she couldn't see the blonde at all.
It was behavior like that that made Larxene almost-feel homicidal toward the male gender, so it took a few seconds for her brain to backtrack and analyze the reply. Tempting as it was to call Saix on being a disgusting tranny, there was something about the phrasing...
Then it hit her.
She was about to cackle and broadcast her message when a firm hand clamped over her mouth. Had it been anyone but Marluxia, they probably would have lost a couple of fingers… and their balls. As it was, she was annoyed but curious as he dragged her through a portal.
"What dya do that for?!" she yelled indignantly when they were a safe distance away. "I was going to…!"
"I know."
Larxene stared at the pink-haired man skeptically. Marluxia merely smirked in return.
"It would have drawn a good reaction."
"You, my dear girl, have no foresight." Before Larxene could protest, the Graceful Assassin went on, "Imagine how it would be like if, say, it was Vexen announcing it in front of everyone else?"
The nymph's eyes lit up in understanding while Marluxia's smirk became downright vicious.
"Especially in front of the Superior… how is that for a reaction?"
Once Larxene's ear-splitting cackling had died down, the assassin made to go carry out the plan. He could have spared his ears, but sometimes it was better to appear inclusive, even if it meant enduring some unpleasantness. A look of confusion was crossing Larxene's face now, so he had to entertain the coming question.
"Wait, I didn't even tell you anything…" began the nymph.
"I could guess," replied Marluxia patiently. "Besides, I had my suspicions. I just needed someone to confirm them." Then he was gone in a flurry of petals and darkness.
Vexen was going to have something fun to think about…
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A/N: Mm, so it would appear that this fic isn't too interesting or very funny, judging by the rather lukewarm response. Still, I guess I should try to complete the story soonish, if I don't get completely disinterested…
