17 DAYS OF HELL
A Kingdom Hearts fanfiction
Kingdom Hearts is property of Square Enix and Disney.
This fanfiction is purely for entertainment – please do not get offended.
Enjoy…
- DAY FOUR –-
3-4 Years Old
Note: Just thought I'd mention here that Zexion's language development and skills are actually based on children that I have taught in the past. I've had a few people mention that I'm making Zexion too un-childlike and thus unbelievable. So yeah, I'm writing from interactions and experience J
Anyway, without further ado...
KINGDOM HEARTS
CHRISTMAS SPECIAL
PART ONE
After reading how Rudolf saved Christmas from the evil clutches of Santa's wicked step brother, Lancelot, Zexion wanted to know more. There were so many questions that needed answers:
i) How can one reindeer stop a madman when said madman could just kill said reindeer with ease?
ii) Why is Rudolf's nose red and how does it glow so bright?
iii) If Santa Claus is magic and can somehow deliver presents to every child all over the world, why couldn't he install magical lights on his sleigh to help guide him through the night?
iv) What's Christmas?
v) Why are the reindeer so prejudice – they're reindeer for heaven's sake ... they don't have much room to talk when you consider a lot of things.
vi) Why are Christmas elves different to Lord of the Rings elves?
vii) Is Santa a stalker considering he knows where all these children live and whether they've been naughty or nice?
viii) Why has he never heard of Christmas before?
ix) What would Santa do if the whole reindeer population was wiped out? Use a helicopter?
x) If Santa, an old fat man, can deliver all the presents in one day, can his evil brother, a young skinny man, deliver them quicker?
xi) Why are naughty children given coal? Why not pebbles? Or nothing? Surely opening a big box on Christmas day, only to discover it empty, would cause any child to rethink their tune...
xii) Does Santa get bored only working one day in a year?
xiii) Most importantly, has Zexion been naughty or nice?
Surely it must be close to this 'Christmas', Zexion decided.
"Maru!" Zexion shouted as he walked over to the bed and climbed onto the chair. Marluxia was snoring on the bed with Lord of the Rings covering his face, open at the last page he was reading. "Maru," Zexion tried again, pulling at Marluxia's coat.
"Not now, Frodo," he replied, sleepily.
"'M Zexion, not Fr'do," he proclaimed loudly. There really was nothing more frustrating than 'family' forgetting or confusing names.
Looking at Marluxia, Zexion knew what he had to do to wake the man up. Slowly, he removed the book, throwing it to the ground with a loud thud, and grabbed a twin handful of mauve hair. "Wake up!" he yelled, pulling the hair hard.
Marluxia awoke abruptly, looking around swiftly for any sign of intrusion and a reason why he had drawn his scythe. Finding nothing, he grimaced and closed his eyes once more. "Go away, Zexion," he muttered. He had spent a great deal of last night trapped inside Middle Earth with elves and hobbits, running around aimlessly because of a silly trinket that was said to be a weapon of mass destruction. It was drivel in his eyes.
"Why don't you go play with the fish?" he suggested, knocking Zexion's hands off his hair.
"When's it Chris'mas?" Zexion asked excitedly, ignoring Marluxia's early suggestion.
Many would have thought that the big smile that covered Zexion's face was adorable. Marluxia, however, was not impressed. "Christmas is a nothing but waste of time," he said.
Zexion shook his head rapidly and reached for the magnificent book that told him of the joys and wonders of Christmas. "S'not as waste!" he pouted, thrusting the book underneath Marluxia's nose.
Rubbing his nose where the book hit him, Marluxia quickly read the text and took note of the overly colourful pictures. "Of course you would think that because this book glorifies Christmas. It draws you in with the poorly drawn pictures of grinning idiots and vibrant colours. Nowhere in this text does it mention all the hassle that Christmas causes – the troubles. People are so obsessed with being on the 'nice list' that they are purposely forgetting themselves by lying constantly and acting selfless. In theory, people on the 'naughty list' should be graced with gifts because they don't care about receiving anything ... isn't that true selflessness?"
"Scourge," Zexion exclaimed loudly, poking Marluxia's nose. "Scourge, Scourge, Scourge!"
"Oh how your words wound me," he mocked. "But believe me; I've been called far worse."
"Chris'mas!" Zexion shouted, thumping the other's chest hard.
"Now, now, temper, temper. Lashing out because someone doesn't have the same opinions as you? How very unlike you, Zexion - most childish indeed," Marluxia sniggered, narrowing his eyes and directing a smirk towards the child.
Biting his lower lip lightly, Zexion began to shake as he pushed the book onto Marluxia and crawled off the bed. "I hate you," he cried. "I hate you!"
"Music to my ears," Marluxia sneered, throwing the book to the ground.
Tears threatened to fall from Zexion's eyes but he refused to cry. He didn't want to cry. Not here. Not now. Why was Maru being so cruel?
Seeing a small pebble on the floor, Zexion picked it up and threw at the glass fishbowl. "Stupid fish," he muttered as he ran out the room.
Marluxia pushed himself from the bed as he watched Zexion leave the room, the smile on his face refusing to leave. "I never tire of destroying children's hopes and dreams," he said aloud despite no one being there to hear. "It's only a shame that I hardly get to accomplish such a goal ... what a pity. However, saying that, the novelty of Zexion is beginning to wear off ... now it is nothing more than a nuisance."
The mauve-haired man looked over to where the fishbowl was and watched the two fish swim around aimlessly. "I believe a meeting with the 'almighty' Superior is in order, don't you agree?" he said to the fish, swiftly opening a murky portal that would lead him there. "Right now..."
Xemnas stood with his arms crossed as he stared at the multicoloured sky. There was no breeze ... there never was. No external sunshine ... no eternal darkness. No nothing...
"We need to talk, Superior," said a voice that pulled Xemnas from his musings.
"What is it, Marluxia?" he said, turning his head slightly to acknowledge the other. He was suspicious ... Marluxia never referred to him as a being of higher superiority than himself.
"It is about Zexion," he replied.
"Growing tired of him already, XI?" he smirked, turning to fully face Marluxia. The expression that crossed Marluxia's features gave him a great satisfaction. My, it seems I have the upper hand over you, Marluxia, he thought. That is a feat in itself...
"On the contrary, I am finding this to be nothing more than a source of entertainment that I feel will take a long time to diminish," he said quickly, turning the tables on Xemnas. I cannot believe for one moment I even considered showing a weakness to that man – what was I thinking! he reprimanded himself harshly. I will not let him hold anything over me ... even if I have to swallow my pride with Zexion, I will not admit defeat to the likes of Xemnas! That is exactly what he wants...
Xemnas arched a brow. "Oh, I was going to say that if it was too much for you, then I will relieve you of this duty." Had he underestimated Marluxia?
"And have someone else stealing my fun? No..." He crossed his arms and smirked, imitating Xemnas's earlier expression.
"Then why are you here then?" he asked curiously. What was Marluxia's game?
"I merely wish to seek your permission to take Zexion out of the castle. He is rather curious about Christmas and I was going to take him to the place where he can learn the most. Besides, the castle is getting rather stuffy and I am becoming rather bored with the scenery," he said, using his hands to emphasis his point. This was not his original idea; however, he needed to do something to show that he had no intention of backing down.
"Oh really? And why do you feel the need to seek my approval because that has never stopped you before," the Superior sneered and continued before Marluxia had the chance to reply. "Nevertheless, it seems like a remarkable idea. I will inform the others of this – they can accompany you. I believe more of us there will make a positive impact on Zexion ... who knows, perhaps it will cause the 'spell' to wear off," he laughed, turning his back on Marluxia and exiting the room before the other could find a way to wheedle his way out. Maybe this could work in my favour after all...
Marluxia could do nothing but stare as he watched Xemnas scurry away like the miserable wretch he was. Slowly, the words began to sink into his brain and he acknowledged what it was this means. "Damn it!" he growled darkly.
TO BE CONTINUED
NEXT CHAPTER: CHRISTMAS SPECIAL PART TWO
Author's Notes:
Well I'm back with another chapter. I swear, how do you guys put up with me taking so long? At least I can tell you the reason it took so long: WRITER'S BLOCK! It was terrible. Usually when I suffer from small forms of this, I still have plenty of ideas rushing through my head ... this; however, was not the case. I had nothing going through my head in regards to this story. Whenever I tried to type, I just stopped ... it seemed like such a chore, which I know is not true because I love this story ... I love writing it. So yeah, it was rather scary because instead of being crammed full of story ideas, my mind was a blank slate. Never want to feel that way again - I love my writing too much to lose it.
There's that. I'm glad that you all (well most of you) enjoyed my little April fool's joke ... Winnie the Pooh is evil though. Imagine Chucky with yellow fur and an infatuation with honey and what do you get ... Winnie the Pooh. I rest my case.
This chapter is split into different parts because I thought I'd keep it in style with the rest of the fic. So, sorry if you were expecting a really long chap ... the next one won't take as long. Also, forgive me for writing an xmas based chap HALF WAY through the year lol. Also, this was rather fun for me to write. Zexion made such progress by using the 'H' word. Marluxia, I'm guessing, is used to people saying that they hate him (I still love you :D). I also wanted to bring back some of his badass character back ... I've missed it greatly you see lol
Thank you all for the wonderful reviews and if you're new to the fic, then welcome to the jungle ... or to the madness. Whatever tickles your fancy really lol
I'm not going to do personal review responses ... unless you all like that, then I will continue :) I actually like responding to you all … makes me feel special, especially to you guys who have been with me since the beginning. You all know who you are :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:DlD:D:D:D … one for you all J
Lastly, Akarui Siren (despite what I just wrote, this is not a review response) still loving the doujinshi - you make me fall in love with Marluxia more and more with the way you draw him :D Thank you soooooo much. You can have some Zexion-head shaped cookies as a treat :)