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AN- I am so sorry for not getting this out sooner but a lack of happiness on my part had me feeling unfunny and everything I wrote didn't feel right. Plus the next chapter of Lament is giving me hell. And a random plot bunny hit me and there is a chance that I will post a new to-be-multichaptered fic sometime this week. I'll give you a hint, it involves angels and the apocalypse. (And isn't that a strange combination.)
Also, Fuck. My. Life. I hate winter. My nose never stops bleeding. And people are like, WTF have you been snortin' duude? At least I have hot chocolate. Yum.
Prompt- Mind of its own
"...I think my dick has a mind of its own."
In response to this fairly random, out of the blue, despondant statement from Marluxia, Larxene snorted, choked on a piece of poptart and coughed spasticly until Axel, who was sitting next to her, slapped her on the back a few times to dislodge the foodstuffs from her throat.
The two simultaniously blinked blankly at Marluxia, who seemed dejected and far more sober than he had been for a while. It was only in responce to Sober Sundays, a new decision by Xemnas. All thirteen members were contemplating mutiny.
"...What?" Axel said this with a befuddled expression that seemed to be somewhere between curiousity and I really don't want to know what he's talking about.
The pink haired florist stared down his body at his crotch and sighed dramaticly. "There is no other explanation for this."
This time is was Larxene who voiced her confusion, poptart forgotten in her hand. "...What?" She stared at him bewilderedly, internally wondering if he had finally lost the last remains of his sanity.
"It must have tastes completely different from mine!" He sounded vaguely distressed and definitely unhappy.
Larxene and Axel exchanged worried looks. It wouldn't do to have an insane nobody with control over plants wandering around the castle freely. Although, one could say that was what Saix did, albeit with more of a temper and no control over plants. And blue hair. Marluxia's hair was not at all blue. Xemnas wouldn't be happy if there was anymore destruction to the castle. Especially destruction not caused by Saix. Saix was the Superior's favorite. Clearly.
"...What are you talking about?" Axel asked cautiously, giving the man a wary look.
Marluxia scowled at them, which was an uncharacteristic expression for him and then glared back at his crotch. "My dick. It has a mind of its own! There's no other explanation for having let Vexen of all people fuck me!" He exclaimed dramaticlly as Axel's lips formed an 'o' shape in shock and horror.
Larxene observed the frozen Axel disinterestedly. "You broke Axel. The Superior won't be very happy about that." She said mildly, not responding to what Marluxia had said, because, really, there wasn't anything in particular you could you say in response to something like that.
AN- Well? Was it worth the wait? Please review! They are my...clove candies and mangos. (I have very strange eating habits. Err.)
Whole text- I think my dick has a mind of its own.