Trivial Matters
I really wouldn't
"It's a rather unfair bet, don't you think?" mused Axel. "I mean, the father could just mislead the rest of us into betting against him before claiming all the money, and we wouldn't be any the wiser."
"I say the bet is already over. Didn't you see how she tackled him?" Xigbar cocked his guns casually, waving them vaguely in Luxord's direction. "By the way, I believe the payout for the previous bet was one-to-one?"
"There is nothing to suggest that they actually did the dirty," replied Luxord, looking utterly at ease in face of the thinly veiled threat. He could always stop those bullets. Maybe. "That reaction could be interpreted in many ways."
"The previous bet stands unresolved, but with the current bet, it would seem like a double-or-nothing." Lexeaus, restating the matter in an easily understandable way.
"No, not really. I mean, just because they did it, doesn't mean that he has to be the father," Axel pointed out.
Demyx looked utterly lost. Ever since Saix had portaled Xemnas out of the room, most of the guys had started talking and talking and talking about things that he didn't quite understand. It was like some kind of code or something, privy only to those in the know. All he could glean was that munny was involved.
But more than that, why wasn't any-no-one more shocked that Saix was… was pr… was going to have a baby? They just gave the Superior some funny looks and glossed over it. Babies were supposed to be fun, right? But Saix was scary, and… and… maybe he… she would scare the baby and that would be horrible… or the baby might be real scary too, like a Saix Junior. The sitarist's eyes widened at the thought.
"What if the baby crawls into our beds at nights and chews off our faces?" he blurted out suddenly.
The room fell into silence. Then,
"Have you been smoking Marluxia's happy weed again?" asked Xigbar, peering at the musician.
"I resent the implication that I'm growing marijuana," Marluxia shot back testily, calling on his scythe. It was time for the denouement of this particular plot anyway. "And you… don't any of you have anything better to do than make silly bets involving the Superior?" As entertaining as it was, he had to keep his distance. After all, he couldn't be seen as an idiot if he wanted to be promoted.
"They're making bets on the Superior?"
Was it stupidity or naivety? "There are, in fact, several running bets," stated Marluxia, staring right at Demyx, causing the musician to squirm as if he'd done something wrong. "These idiots are currently starting a new one, based on the identity of the baby's father."
"But that's to do with Saix, right? What has it got to do with the Supe…"
It was definitely satisfying, watching innocence crumble.