Organization XIII: We Fit Because We Misfit

by BlackChain14

A Different take/ Behind The Scenes Look At Organization XIII and Kingdom Hearts as a whole.

26. Something Frosty This Way Comes

It took a while, but I finally finished this Chapter, enjoy it because it's over 30 pages long. It only took so long for me to do it because my Computer crapped out on me.

Maybe if you weren't so cheap, you could buy a new one.

Shut up. No one's paying attention to you! Anyway, I won't start writing about Kingdom Hearts 2 for a while, but in the mean time, after the next chapter, I have something big planned, so just bare with me.

Also, I've been going through some of my old chapters, and editing a few of them. But the earliest chapters I don't even bother to touch because I was just testing and trying to figure out what exactly I was going to write about. I hate looking at my old work, so....The Following Chapters have been deemed Crap-WTF part1, WTF part 2 and all of the Q&A Chapters. Feel free to never read them again.

I can't think of anything else to say, so I Don't Own Anything.

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The Lesser Nobodies, when not ordered to scourer random Worlds, were prone to just wander aimlessly around The Castle That Never Was. The Leaders of Each class of Nobody, Sorcerers, Snipers, Dragoons, Beserkers, Assassins, Dancers, Gamblers, Samurais and Reapers, occasionally meet once or twice a week and discuss their Non-existent lives.

In a Long Dimly lit hallway who's windows took up the entire wall and the hall turned to the left at a 90 Degree angle, They stood, or floated as The Dancer talked.

"And Then I was all like, 'No way! I'm not doing that!' and Lord Demyx didn't make me. He's so cool." said The Dancer, Not surprisingly, a girl. Of course, Lesser Nobodies don't really speak, but they have the power to put words into your head.

"Oh, I envy that." says the Berserker, taller than the rest of The Group. Despite his giant size and his Giant cursed Hammer, he's a softy. "Lord Saix barely pays us any attention."

"Agreed." mumbled The Samurai, "Lord Roxas, despite our best efforts, pays us little mind. Us Samurais are shy by nature. We wanted him to play with us and he thought we were testing him and he started to attack. I got away, but he killed three of us.....we just wanted to play..."

"Bah!" grunted The Gambler akin to an old man. "Those Superiors think themselves greater than us. At the end of the day we're all still Nobodies and if it weren't for us, they would be shit out of luck. We are the ones who search the endless worlds to find Hearts for them."

"I'd quiet that mouth-to-mind thing of yours, Iribon(Eh-re-Bahn)" Came the voice of The Sniper Leader.

"And who, by chance, put you in charge, Desui(De-Sway). I don't remember a Hierarchy being established amongst us Lessers."

Desui, being a Sniper Nobody, was floating and drifting through the air around the other Leaders. Like his Superior, he couldn't stand to be in one place for too long. "There isn't, but you never know who might be eavesdropping."

"But, I am listening." said The Sorcerer Leader, "And, If Necessary, I will report all hints of treachery to The Superior."

"Go away, Bill. No one likes you!" yelled The Assassin Leader, His Shoulders slumped over and his head lowered and covered by a long, thin clothe.

"I told you to call me Valmont! It's not fair that the rest of you have really cool names and I don't!" The Sorcerer yelled, floating an inch or two into the air.

"Valmont; Gayest name for a peon ever." said The Dragoon Leader, also floating in the air and laughing lightly.

"Seconded." said The Berserker.

"I agree." said Assassin.

"Me, too." said Dancer.

"Couldn't be more idiotic." said Iribon.

"Worst. Name. Ever." said Samurai.

"Do you think we could talk about something else other than how dumb Bill's Alias is?" suggested Xercivio, making his presence known, "I mean, every meeting we come to is always about the same thing!" Despite Xercivio's loud outburst, he was easily the Shortest Nobody attending the meeting.

"Xercivio, you little shit, how dare you question what we do here." said The Sorcerer, "This is only, what, your sixth meeting here with us? Ha!"

"Well, Reapers are considerably new to the species of Lesser Nobodies." He replied.

"And I've seen the way you strut around the Castle-"

"What? I don't strut!"

"It's true." said The Assassin, " I've seen him run and walk...and trip on his own two feet...I have to admit It's kinda cute."

The Two black dots on top of Xercivio's hood turned into a quizzical expression as he looked at Assassin then back to Sorcerer, "You hear that, Bill? I'm cute!"

The Sorcerer could be heard growling, "You strut around this Castle just because you have an official anagram Name! Why should your aberrant Lord Xinck turn your real name into an Anagram!? That Honor is meant only for-Gah!"

In less than a second, Xercivio had made the blades extended from the inside of his sleeves. He leaped into the air and yelled, "Kill Bill Vol. 3!" He stabbed at The Sorcerer and tore through his head and down his body, completely obliterating him and leaving nothing left.

Xercivio landed and his blades retracting back into his long sleeves, "Even though I hate Xinck, I Am the only one who can openly say how much I hate him."

"Great." said Desui, continuing to float around the area, "Now the Sorcerers need a new leader."

"Oh, who cares. I-

-SNAP!-

Xercivio heard a snapping sound, "Oh, great. What does he want now? Does he want me to open the can of Drink, too!? I gotta go, see you guys later." Xercivio front-flipped into the air and disappeared into a white portal.

Awkward silence. Then, The Dragoon spoke up, "If you ask me, that kid's as crazy as Superior Xinck."

"Agreed!" The rest of them said.

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In The Meeting room, Where Nothing Gathers, a cloud of Darkness spooled over the 14th Seat and disappeared, leaving Xinck seating on his Throne. He put his arms across his armrests, leaned back against his Throne and scanned the entire room. 3 other thrones were filled and the highest throne was occupied by Xemnas, leaning his head on his hand. The other two thrones were filled by Demyx and Xaldin.

"Xinck do you know why you are here?" Xemnas asked, leaning up in his seat.

"Is it because of what I did in the coffee pot yesterday?" Xinck responded.

"No-wait. What did you do in the coffee pot?!"

"Uh..nothing." Xinck replied, now wanting to change the subject, "What exactly am I hear for?"

"Mmm. You made a bold decision to acquire all of Zexion's spell books after he died. And I have heard that you have become quite adept at various spells and incantations, am I right?"

"...Yes..." Xinck wasn't sure where he was going with this, "What about it?"

"We have decided to-"

"Wait, Superior!" yelled Xaldin from Xemnas's left side, " I want to hear what the little bastard did to the coffee! I had three cups of that!"

"It can wait." Xemnas said Calmly, "Anyway, Xinck, we've decided to award you the new rank of Master of Spells."

"Oh?" Xinck raised an eyebrow. "Wow," he thought, "this morning I tried hanging myself and now I'm being rewarded. Life is funny."

"This was Zexion's rank within our own circle of research and development, he handled all matters that were magically related and since he is now departed and you have been getting acquainted in various arcane practices, we are now placing you in charge."

"...Yay, me, I guess."

"Yes, Yay and all of that." Concurred Xemnas.

"I didn't know Demyx was apart of this "Circle of Research and Development"." Xinck said. He looked over at Demyx's Throne. He was asleep with his head leaning on his hand.

"He's not, he's here for something else. The circle consists of Me, Xaldin, Xigbar and Saix."

Xaldin grumbled while eying Xinck, "Little bastard....doing things to MY Coffee!"

"Speaking of Saix and," Xemnas continued, "Saix has informed me that you have a mission and you are to depart as soon as you are ready. You are dismissed and once again, congratulations on the New Rank. Golf Clap, everyone."

Xemnas clapped his hands together lightly a few times. Xaldin just sat there doing nothing and Demyx woke up abruptly.

"What!? What's goin'...on...I'm here, I'm here!" He yelled then suddenly fell back asleep with his shoulders back and head tilted upward and mouth wide open.

Xemnas ended his clap, "Whatever. You may go."

Xinck disappeared into a portal, leaving the other Three members by themselves. Xaldin spoke up, "Well, not that I wouldn't love to stay here and chat, and I wouldn't, but I have to go and hide the coffee." He, Too, disappeared into his own portal leaving Xemnas and Demyx, who had fallen back asleep.

"Demyx." Xemnas called eying him from his throne. Demyx continued to sleep with his head facing to the ceiling.

"Number IX." Xemnas called in a more stern voice, "Wake up!".

He still slept, drooling and snoring,

"Dammit, Demyx, Wake up!" Xemnas yelled. He leaned down to his foot and pulled of his boot and hurled it at Demyx's head. The boot smacked him on the forehead and fell to his lap, he jerked his head forward with a yell.

"Yo!" He yelled as he awoke, "Yes, Superior?!"

"Give me back my shoe." He held out his hand and motioned for Demyx to throw it back. Demyx tossed it back up to Xemnas, but missed because Demyx cannot throw to save his life. The Shoe landed far below at the bottom of the Thrones and at the foot of Xemnas's throne.

Demyx chuckled nervously. Xemnas sighed, "Well, are you going to get it?" He asked sternly.

"Yeah." Demyx hopped down from his throne, which wasn't that high up and walked across the circular platform with the Nobody Symbol decorated across the top. As he hopped down off that and walked to the bottom of Xemans's throne, Xemnas spoke.

"I've taken notice of your various activities around the Castle on you free time, Demyx."

Demyx hesitated as he reached down to grab the shoe, then he replied,"Well, in my old world this is usually the time when we put decorations all over the place and have a good time. I'm not sure why, but, out of habit of old memories I started doing it. It's the same reason why I do my hair every morning." He was a little shocked that he just calmly shared personal information with the Man that everyone in the Castle feared. He stood up, shoe in hand and held it up to Xemnas to grab. Unfortunately, Xemnas's throne was too high up and he could not reach.

"To be honest," Xemnas said, "I'm actually...interested in this." Xemnas moved his hand slightly and mentally called the shoe to him, snatching it from Demyx's hand. He grabbed the shoe and placed it back on his foot. "Demyx, you have my permission to follow-through with your...thing."

"Christmas." said Demyx.

"What is that, some type of alcoholic beverage?"

"No it's the name of the thing I've been doing. Haven't you ever heard of it?"

"On Television, once or twice. You may go."

Demyx bowed respectively and a Dark corridor opened up around him and he disappeared. Xemnas sat there on his throne for a few more seconds, staring into nothingness. Then he chuckled a little and closed his eyes. "Soon, Frosty, your Heart will be mine."

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Xinck walked, head down and hands in his pockets, down the long white, machine-like corridor that lead to his room. He snapped his fingers signaling his Reaper to appear by his side as he walked.

A small white portal appeared on his left and out popped Xercivio, front flipping out of the portal and landing on his butt(He says he doesn't do this on purpose but that all Reapers do that). He shot up and over to Xinck and started to walk beside him.

"Yes, My Liege?" He asked.

"I'm going on a mission in a few minutes. Could you bring me...oh..I don't know... 2 Mega-Elixirs?" Xinck asked as he neared his Room door.

"Yes. Anything else?"

"Mmm....Nah. Do what you want 'til I get back."

"Okay." Xercivio back flipped into a white portal and disappeared as Xinck came up to his room. He stopped in front of it, a large door marked "XIV". A few weeks ago Xinck had taken the liberty of drawing a kiddie skull below the numbers. Xinck leaned nad banged his head against his door, staring at the metallic ground below.

He sighed, but before he opened the door, he heard Music, party music. Specifically, Move Your Feet. He didn't remember leaving his Ipod on before he left. Hell, he wasn't even sure why he put Move Your Feet on his Ipod. Sure, he listened to it every once in a while, but other than that it served no real purpose.

Xinck pushed open the door and was a little shocked at the sight. On the second level of his large room, jumping on his black satin-sheeted bed were Axel and Roxas. The loud music was pulsating through the foyer-sized room as his Tv, which had a built-in CD player, was the source of the ruckus.

Everybody! Move your feet and feel united! Whoa-o-o!.....

The music blared from the Tv as the song Move Your Feet moved invisibly around the perpetually Dark room. Axel and Roxas jumped continuously, laughing and yelling on top of the bed, ruffling the blanket and sheets and pillows that Xinck meticulously remakes every morning.

"What the hell?" Xinck said, barely raising his head to look. "What are you doing?!"

"Jumpin'!" yelled Roxas, breathing heavily as he jumped. "Come on, join the party!"

"Why do you have to party in my room?!"

" 'Cuz its bigger!"

Don't-don't-don't-don't stop the beat! Pe-pe-pe-people in the streets!.....

"Xinck!" Axel yelled, "You think you could turn on the lights?!"

Xinck's room was always dark. Not because he kept the lights off, which they never turned off, but because when Xinck got the room it was too bright for him to sleep, so he darkened it with his powers.

At their request, Xinck raised his hand into the air. He opened his palm and a small Dark orb with rings floated in his hand. As if his entire room was covered in a shadowy blanket, the darkness was ripped from his walls, pillars, floors and ceilings and drawn to his hand and disappeared into the black orb, bathing the room in natural light. Xinck lowered his hand, and the orb disappeared. He squinted as the light filled his eyes. Without the shadows, the room looked like every other room in The Castle.

"Thanks!" yelled Axel

"You're welcome. NOW GET OUT!"

The music stopped and Axel and Roxas jumped off the bed and onto the flooring. They walked up to the railing and looked down at Xinck.

"What the matter with you?" Axel asked, "Did your Imaginary friend try to kill you again?"

"No." Xinck said staring at the floor, " Zetsubou Billy's been cool. Its just that....I got promoted today."

"Really? That's great." Roxas said, "Promoted to what?"

"Master of Spells or something like that."

"Well, that's not so bad. It's definitely not something to be depressed about. You're not....thinking about killing yourself....again....for the 43rd time?"

"Eh, anything can happen." Strangely, as Xinck started to talk, he seemed to start cheering up, "I have to go on a mission, so I'll kill someone and, y'know, I might be a little better later."

"Well, that's good to know." said Axel.

"So why were you guys jumping on my bed again?"

"Oh!" Roxas exclaimed, " We just got here after Demyx told us we were having a party."

"What does that have to do with you jumping on my bed?"

"You're room's the biggest." Axel said, "If we did it in my room, we'd hit our heads."

"But what was the point in the first place?!"

"We were excited about the party."

"Yeah." yelled Roxas.

"For two people who don't have hearts, you two do the strangest things." Xinck said

"We can be just as crazy and weird as you!"

"No, you can't. And I prefer the term 'Voodoo Shiznitted', if you don't mind. Verstehen Sie? "

"....."

"What..?..." muttered Axel.

"Oh yeah, sit on that and think about it for a while. I'll see you later." Xinck opened a portal around himself and exited from his room and to his mission.

Axel and Roxas looked at each with bewildered looks. They thought he must be feeling better if he's speaking in German. They turned their heads back to the floor as a small white portal opened up and a Reaper Nobody flipped out, landed on its butt then quickly got up. He was holding a shining golden container underneath his sleeve.

"Lord Xinck, I have your-wait..where'd he go?"

"He left." said Axel as he started to step down the staircase and down to the first floor with Roxas.

"Ugh! I hate it when he does that!" Xercivio started to turn and walk from towards the door.

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The Mission

A strong Hearted individual has been detected

In a world Unworthy of Naming

Member(s) dispatched-Xinck.

Father Patricio walked down the aisle way of his Cathedral, lined with numerous pews on either side. Patricio was the head of his church and was a well-respected man in his community, who was known for his funny, yet grumpy sense of Humor, a rare trait for a man of his profession, but not unheard of for an old man. He was 53 years old and had been with the church since he was 13 years old and became Father of the Holy Cross Church and Catholic School at the age of 32.

Although a man of the cloth, he did have his wild side. He has a bit of a gambling and had a drinking problem. In fact, he skipped church one Sunday and his excuse was that "God had called me to do charity work elsewhere that day." When actually he was passed out in the ally behind the church from drinking too much on Saturday. As for his Gambling problem; Once, when one of his church members had called him to tell him that she had caught her son masturbating to a pornographic magazine. She wanted Patricio to scare him into never doing it again, so, On a Monday Night (Football Night) she had her son, Timmy call him. Unfortunately for Timmy, The Father had money riding on a Packers Game.

"Well Timmy as Long as you never do it again, you-OH! Son of a bitch! They Fumbled! Goddammit, Timmy! Never call here again, you're bad luck!"

Despite Patricio's many vices, he definitely earned his position as Father of an Entire Church and having hundreds of Nuns working under him. He attends all bible-studying groups and oversees every other activity in the church. Also, during the heat of Summer or the cold of Winter, he lets a few Homeless sleep in the warm basement or brings them bottled water. He was a good and faithful man.

Patricio made his way down the row of pews and to the confessional. It was usually this time of the day that he would sit in The Confessional and let people confess their sins to him so that he could absolve them. Of course he had the Power to do this anytime and anywhere he wanted to for himself, so no matter what he did wrong, he could always forgive himself.

The ceiling and front wall of the Church was adorned with golden statues of angels and Jesus, but this went unnoticed as Patricio had seen it hundreds of times and he was on his cellphone with one of his gambling buddies.

"Look, look, look, Morty." Patricio said, reaching The pulpit, "I'll get you your money, if you just get off my ass! Well, how was I supposed to know He would get knocked out in the third Round?!" He stuffed his iPhone into his robe pocket.

He sighed, "$1200. why the hell would I bet all that money?!" He looked up and over at a Statue of a smiling Jesus. The statue was called 'Smilin J' because the it seemed to stare and smile at everyone in the immediate vicinity. It was Kinda Creepy.

"Got nothing to say, huh?" said Patricio, "Gonna keep out of this? Fine!" Father Patricio was known to occasionally talk to the Statue. Patricio looked around a little, "Fine, Marty, I'll get your damn money." He looked around some more and saw that the entire room was empty. He looked down at a small wooden box that was marked 'Tithes'. He reached his hand into the slot and pulled it out, his fist clenched with a multitude of Money. "Don't worry. This one's on Jesus." He stuffed the money into his pocket, winked at Smilin' J and walked over to the Confessional Box.

He opened the door to The Confessional and stepped inside. It was a reddish salmon color on the inside and a small bench that he was meant to sit down on. The Box was big enough that two very large people could sit in and a thin metal grate separated the top half of the box so that the confessor's identity would be a secret and he/she could tell Patricio their sins without apprehension. Patricio sat down and closed the door.

It was quiet. There wasn't much to do inside the Confessional if you were by yourself. The main church area had been deserted lately. Sometimes people would sit in the pews and pray, but lately no one's been in the church, except the nuns and the students. Patricio found it weird, but not unheard of, that people weren't coming to Confession.

"Oh, well, " Patricio thought, "More time for Facebook." He took his iPhone and started typing away. He didn't think there was anything weird about a 53 year old Priest having an iPhone or using Facebook.(Tila Tequila was on his Facebook)

Suddenly, the other door to the Confessional opened and someone stepped in. Patricio put away his iPhone, but kept his right hand on it in his pocket and he watched as the person sat down on the bench. He couldn't see much, but he saw black clothes, hair and tan skin. Then he heard a voice.

"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned." It was a teenage voice, possibly prepubescent.

"Ah," said Patricio, a wise, yet comforting tone in his voice "I see you are new to the Catholic faith. It is 'Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.'"

"Wow, really? Because, you would think you would say "Forgive me" if you've sinned, instead of "Bless me"."

"Yes, but that's how it is, what are you gonna do? Anyway, this is the part where you tell me how long its been since your last confession." Patricio was now loosely paying attention to the other occupant as he played a game on his iPhone. The man stammered his words, Patricio had a feeling that either He had never been to confession or he just couldn't remember. Patricio decided to cut the kid a break.

"Why don't you just tell me your recent sins and we'll go from there." Patricio wasn't getting impatient, but he just couldn't stand awkward silences.

"Okay," The kid sighed a sigh of relief, "Well, I've done a lot of bad things, I mean A LOT."

"The Lord forgives all who come to Him." Patricio muttered, barely paying attention as he played his game. He thought saying something spiritual would loosen the kid up and get this over with.

"I've lied, I've cheated, I've stolen so many times in my life recently-ever since I joined a..uh...secret Organization."

"Well, then that Organization isn't good for your spiritual health, son. You should leave them."

"But, that's the thing; I have no remorse or regrets about the things I've done or the lives I've taken."

"Lives!?" This caught The Father's attention.

The Kid sighed, "In this..group that I belong to, I've killed, literally, thousands of people for them."

Father Patricio sat his phone done in his lap. He wasn't surprised or anything, because, quite honestly, he had had dozens of kids in here saying that they had killed someone, or were about to kill someone. He would later find out that all of these false confessions were just to find out what their punishment in Hell would be, so the Father never took a confession of Homicide seriously.

Patricio laughed, "Oh, son, you're not serious are you? Killing someone is not the way to go.. I'm sure whatever your problem with this person is, you can work it out without resorting to violence."

"No, I'm serious. I've killed someone before, thousands of people."

The Father laughed harder, "Oh! Come on, son, you don't have to try and impress me! HA!"

"I'm fucking serious, you stupid old man!!" The Kid yelled, his voice surprisingly high.

Surprisingly, The Father laughed harder, "Oh, you really shouldn't-" He stopped laughing, His eyes widened and he broke into a cold sweat. He felt his entire body slow as if he had been emerged in a Deathly cold wind, but at the same time, he felt a warm sensation in his chest, as if it was keeping him alive. He felt like he was on a train track and a speeding train was heading towards him, but the train was nowhere in sight and he could only feel the terrible vibration of the tracks, pressing down on him as he was consumed in Despair, like nothing would ever shine or bring joy to him again. Fear and Despair were all around him, trying to end his life, but that warm feeling in his chest kept him going.

"Can you feel that?" Came the voice of the kid, much more menacing than before, "Can you feel the Death all around you? It's all me. It's my presence and it is bathing the entire building and a good portion of the streets and buildings outside. Everyone within my presence is Dead, or at least unconscious. I told you, I've killed thousands of people for The Organization."

Millions of thoughts were racing though Patricio's head. All the children and Nuns in the Building...were all dead...because of him...Why? Why was he here? Why would he do such a thing? What does he want?

Through trembling lips, Patricio asked, "What...what do you want, Demon? And how can you enter the Holy Ground of The Church?"

"First off, I'm not a Demon, I'm just like you except I don't have a Heart. Second, I'm not unholy, at least, I don't think I am. And Third, I want you."

"M...me?"

"I told you that I've killed people and you are just the kind of people I kill. You see, you have a strong Heart and a strong will, it's what is keeping you alive underneath my presence. Me and The Organization I belong to collect the Hearts of people like you, the only downside of this, and pay close attention because this concerns you, I have to kill you to collect your Heart. Savvy?

"But..but why? Why would you do such horrible and damnable things!? TO INNOCENT PEOPLE!?" Patricio yelled. He could feel The deadly presence lifting off him. He must have drawn it back in.

His response was simple, "It's what I do. I've no regrets."

Father Patricio thought about dialing 911 on his phone and call the Police, but then he thought that he would just be calling more innocent men and woman to their Death. He couldn't have that on his conscious. He knew that this man was no ordinary man, so what to do?

He decided to accept his fate.

Patricio put his phone in his pocket, said a quick prayer and closed his eyes. "I'm ready."

"Good."

"But, one question: why did you go into a confessional and tell me that you were going to kill me? Why not just do it and get it over with?"

"Well, I have a thing for Drama. What can I say? It's one of my few flaws."

"You can be as dramatic as you want, you're still a Demon. You soul will never know rest for what you have become."

"I am what The Darkness has made me. I think I can live with that."

A sword was summoned. It slashed through the metal grate and there was a sound of piercing flesh and draining blood.

Xinck stepped out of the Confessional. He looked around. No one in sight. He really did kill everyone. He wiped his hands over his coat, not that there was anything on him, it was just a force of habit.

He sighed, "I just killed a Priest. I am sooo going to Hell for this."

He walked to the other side of The Confessional and opened the Priest's door. Xinck saw Father Patricio sprawled out, his eyes glassed over, his mouth open and a giant bloody gash, stretching from the middle of his neck to his chest. Xinck wasn't literally trying to carve out his heart, he just wanted to sever the Jugular Vein.

"It's a Dirty Job, but, hey, I'm good at what I do." Xinck stepped in a little into the small space, just enough to put his hand over the man's chest. Xinck's hand glowed with a Dark aura around it and he dug his hand into Patricio's chest. The hand faded into the chest and a black hole formed around it as Xinck retracted and pulled out the shining Heart.

He held the shining Heart closer to his face and started at it. It's luminescent glow shined in his dark eyes and partially warmed his face.

"Time to go." He held up the Heart to the sky and it floated away from him, twirling in the air and phased through the ceiling, where it would find it's way to the top of The Castle That Never Was.

Father Patrico's body was wrapped in swirling Darkness and he disappeared into it.

Xinck's own swirling Darkness wrapped around him and he disappeared into a Dark Corridor. Xinck's portal opened up and he stepped out into The Brink Of Despair, the boundary between The Castle That Never was and The Dark looked around, and there was nothing there, then he looked up. "Holy [bleep] Ass Crackers!" He yelled, staring at The Castle in Shock. The Castle, which was always a grayish color, was now White with Red undertones with random Christmas Trees on top of several Towers. A few ribbons decorated the long poles that reached high into the sky and random fake Reindeer were stationed on top of a few turrets.

"Yep, that's what I said when I saw it." came a voice.

Xinck turned around and noticed Xigbar walking towards him. That constant cocky smile plastered on his face.

"What's going on?" Xinck asked.

"It's like someone took a giant Santa, stabbed him and he bleed all over the Castle." He stopped nect to Xinck and started up at the Castle, "Demyx is going on about some Christmas Crap. I have no idea how he got Xemnas on board with this, though."

"Oh, this is gonna suck balls." Xinck sighed.

"Yeah." Xigbar held out his hand, palm upwards and They saw a small white snowflake fall into his Hand. Xigbar and Xinck looked around and saw more snow falling from the Dark Clouds above.

"Snow spell." Xinck declared, staring at the white-specked sky.

"Friggin' Holidays."

---

Out of The entire Organization, Xemnas was the most impossible to read and the Organization was so fearful of him, thar no one dared to question his orders, or edicts. No one even made the notion of asking him why he let Demyx go ahead with his "Holiday" idea or why Xemnas put him temporarily in Charge.

"He's just trying to fuck with us!!" Xigbar yelled.

That was Xigbar's response to any idea that Xemnas had that he thought was stupid, of course he wouldn't say it to his face.

Within a few short hours, Demyx had been hard at Work decorating the Castle. He had enlisted the help of the Dancers to string the halls of the castle with silver and red decorations and decorating every major room with a Christmas Tree. He was also searching for the other members, who were hiding and trying to wait out Demyx's Holiday. Originally, Axel was excited about the idea, but after he realized that it was a pathetic excuse of a Christmas Holiday Celebration, he would have to work, and it wasn't a party after all, he, like, Xigbar, Xaldin, Saix, Luxord, and Xinck, panicked. Roxas was the only one not blowing the situation out of proportion because he had never celebrated a holiday before.

Axel, Saix, and Luxord urgently ran down a random hallway. Breathing heavily, and panicking. They were running from Demyx, who was a little confused about why they were running in the first place.

"Faster! Faster!" Luxord yelled from the back of the group, "Run as if the Devil himself is behind you!"

"We need to hide somewhere where he won't think to look!" Saix yelled behind Axel.

Axel frantically looked around down the Hallway as the group ran. Him being at the head of the group meant he had the best view-point. He spotted a Door on the left hand side of the hallway, "There!" He pointed and slowed down, "A utility Closet! Demyx hates work, he'll never look in there!" Axel dove for the door and pulled it open as he slid to a stop. The Closet was small and filled with cleaning supplies, a mop, two brooms and a bucket. Saix, and Luxord dove inside with Axel close behind, he closed the door.

Inside the cramped space, the only light available to see with was from the small opening at the bottom of the door. Everyone was breathing heavily, filling each others' lungs with everyone else's breath, what little

"Aghh!" Luxord cried, "Why won't he let us be!?"

Saix clamped a hand across Luxord's mouth, "Quiet, you fool, do you want him to hear us!?"

"Mm-mm!" Luxord mumbled.

"What do we do now? Any ideas?" Saix asked to Axel

"Right now, all we can do is wait." Axel said.

"We cannot stay in here forever." Saix said, taking his hand away from Luxord, "We will eventually run out of air."

"True."

Axel took in a deep breath and almost gagged as he sniffed the air, "What smells like Haggis?" Saix and Axel's eyes darted to Luxord.

"What?" His eyes darted to and from each person. Saix leaned in closer to Luxord and sniffed the air around him.

"You smell like disgusting Haggis! We can't let what little air we have be contaminated with that crap!" Saix yelled.

"Oh, I get it! Just because I'm English that means I eat SCOTTISH food! For your information, I just ate Ranch Style Doritos, you Ass!"

"Eww!"Axel said covering his nose, "Point your mouth in the other direction when you talk, and Saix is right!"

"You can't actually be going along with him?!" Luxord yelled.

"Our Air supply in this closet is limited," Saix Declared, "But if there's a chance that the rest of us can survive, at the unfortunate expense of the other, then the only wise decision is to eject one of us."

"I vote Luxord." Axel said.

"Agreed." Saix said.

"You Bloody bastards!" Luxord yelled, wanting to move his hands in protest but couldn't because of the confined space, "You can't throw me out! I'm The Bloody Gambler of Fate!"

"No one will miss you." Axel said.

"Shove him out!" Saix yelled.

Axel reopened the Door and The Two Nobodies proceeded to push The Gambler of Fate out the Door. But Luxord jumped and placed the bottoms of his shoes against the left and right door frames, pushing back against Axel, and Saix, who were pushing against his back.

"No! Don't! Please! I beg of you!" Luxord cried.

"Come on, put your back into it!" Saix Yelled as they pushed harder on Luxord.

"No! You're killing me! You're killing me!"

Axel gave one good push and out went Luxord, flying in the air for one second then falling flat on his face. He grunted, got up and turned around just in time to see Saix blocking the closet door, preventing him from getting back in.

Luxord was on his hands and knees, his eyes went big and he looked up at Saix. He pleaded, "Please?"

"I wash my hands of you." Saix did a 'Washing my hands' move then pretended to flick water off his hands. Then he went back into the closet with Axel.

"You think we might have been to hard on him?" Axel asked as he closed the door.

"No, he's fine." said Saix.

"NO! He's Coming! Let me back in!" Came Luxord's shrill cries.

Footsteps and jingling bells could be heard, then Demyx's voice. "Oh, hey, Luxord. Got a job for ya!"

"Kill me now!"

"Oh, it won't kill you, I just need you to hang up these authentic wreaths on all the doors."

"Kill me!"

"Mmm. How about this." Demyx said, "If you tell me where everyone else is, I'll get them to help you! How about that?"

"They're in the closet, there!"

"Sweet."

A knock on the utility closet door, Axel and Saix cringed farther into a corner. "Hello, anyone in there?"

"No. go away, please." said Saix.

"Saix? That you?"

"...No. Go away."

"Hold on, Demyx." said Luxord, "I'll get them."

-TIME-

In a split second, like everything had skipped around, Saix and Axel found themselves out of the closet and face to face with a Smiling Demyx and Luxord.

"Son of a Bitch!" yelled Axel, looking around, stunned at his new surroundings.

"What happened?" said a confused Saix, looking at Luxord.

"He's a witch!"Axel yelled, pointing at Luxord.

"Time Manipulation, gentlemen." Luxord smiled, "If I have to suffer, the rest of you will accompany me. And don't try to run off or I'll stop Time again."

"Now, I have a job for each of you." said Demyx. Upon closer inspection, Demyx was wearing a Santa Claus hat, red and white in color with a white poof ball at the end. And under his arm were long rolled up cords of festive Christmas lights. "First, Axel," Demyx turned towards Number 8, "It's your turn to get presents for everyone."

"Everyone?!" Axel said, "No way! I don't have that kind of money or time!"

"Don't worry, you don't have to go now, just know that you have to go to the store and buy at least one present for someone."

"I hate you so much right now."

"Oh, you're just a little angry that I found you in the Closet. Don't be mad." Demyx feigned a smile.

"We were hiding from you!"

"So you had to hide with two grown men in a dark utility closet?"

"What!? Just...What!?" Axel stammered, "What are you implying!?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing. I'm not here to judge."

Axel stood there, confused and his left eye twitching in anger and disgust. He desperately wanted to stick something sharp and metal into the base of Demyx's spine.

"So, you'll go pick out a present or two later, right?" Demyx asked to Axel.

Still a little confused, Axel said, "Yeah...sure..I guess so.." With that he opened a Portal around himself and disappeared into a mass of Shadow.

"And, Saix," Demyx continued, "You can-"

"No." Saix Declared, closing his eyes and crossing his arms, "I'm not hanging up any lights."

"Huh?" Demyx remembered that he was carrying rolled up Christmas lights under his arm, "Oh, don't worry, these are for Xinck. Instead, you can go with Luxord and help him Hang up some wreaths."

Instead of fighting and trying to resist, Saix thought it better to just go with it for now. This idiotic attempt at trying to act human couldn't last for long, he thought. He sighed, "Where are they?"

"I left a few boxes in The Grey Area, if there aren't enough, you can find some more on the 49th Floor in the Southern Basement Tower."

"All's well then," said Luxord, suddenly enthusiastic about the whole idea. "Ready to go, Saix, old boy?"

"Can't you just speak regular English like the rest of us?" Saix asked, opening a portal next to himself.

"I can't tell whether or not you are joking, but either way I think you're rather jealous of the air of sophistication my accent grants."

Luxord and Saix walked into The Corridor of Darkness, leaving Demyx by himself. Demyx laughed a little to himself and continued to walk down the hallway, whistling a Christmas tune.

---

The snow Spell that Demyx had summoned was operating at full force. Already Three Feet of white snow had blanketed the Dark City, flat areas of The Castle and even the Giant Green Ditch below the Castle was almost completely frozen over and covered in Snow. It was cold outside, but The Coats that the Organization wears were specially designed to stay warm when surrounded in cold and vise versa in Heat.

In The Seldom seen Kitchen of the Organization, Xaldin, wearing cooking mittens and an apron, opened the Oven and looked at the cooking try of cookies baking in the heat. He reached inside and with his mittens, pulled out the tray of treats and closed the oven and placed the tray on top of the stove.

"How're the cookies comin'?" Xigbar asked from the Table on the other side of the room. He was knee-deep in wrapping paper and was currently wrapping a present.

"Fine in my opinion." Xaldin sighed, taking off his mittens(And showing his black gloves) and walking to the table to sit down, "This is the fifth batch of Fucking cookies Demyx made me make. He said the others weren't 'Jolly enough'. Tell me, How the HELL do you make a jolly cookie?!"

"I'd rather be baking cookies than buying and wrapping presents." Xigbar placed the last piece of tape on a present. Xigbar's wrapping skills were terrible, he was finishing wrapping a present that was originally square shaped, but after Xigbar was finished with it, it was a sphere.

"You'd you by that gift for?" Xaldin asked pointing to Xigbar's sphere-shaped object.

"Axel."

"What did you get him."

"Flame-proof underwear."

"...Fascinating." Xaldin said in disgust.

"This is stupid."

"Mmm?"

"This Christmas Crap!" Xigbar got up from his seat and and three the present to the ground. "Out of all the shit we've had to do all these years, this is the worst!"

"I know!" Xaldin agreed, "Out of all the holidays there are, Demyx picks this one, but that's not even the worst part! The worst part is that Xemnas actually let him go with it!"

"It doesn't make sense, you know? I bet Xemnas is only doing it because he's got something planned, or somethings going on."

"Yes, True. Xemnas has never done anything without a reason and I don't think the 'Holiday season' would be a good reason why Xemnas would actually-"

"Xemnas would actually what?"

Xigbar and Xaldin both turned to the Kitchen door and standing there, with the same expression on his face that he always had, was Xemnas. He walked into the Kitchen and Xigbar and Xaldin stood attention. They thought if Xemnas was going to attack them, then they would at least have a better chance at survival if they stood up

Xemnas stood at the stove and eyed the holiday treats that sta innocently on the stove. He plucked one from the warming tray and sniffed it. "Mmm." he bit down on the cookie and started to chew. His eyes almost glazed over as he moaned with the cookie in his mouth. "Oh, Oh, Xaldin, these cookies are positively orgasmic. Tell me, do I detect a hint of..uh..Nutmeg?"

"Uh..oh, no." Xaldin stammered, "It's a special combination of Peanut Butter and Cinnamon."

"Oh, oh, oh, yes, indeed." Xemnas continued to chew the cookie, savoring every taste. He took another bite and chewed even slower. Through a full mouth and gritted teeth, he said, "My compliments from me to you, on this your most excellent display of your culinary brilliance."

"Thanks."

No longer being able to shoulder the suspense, Xigbar yelled out, "What do you want!?"

"Mmm?"

Xaldin quickly slapped a hand around Xigbar's mouth and said, "He means what are you doing here, Superior? It's a rare sight to see you out and about The Castle."

"Well," Xemnas wiped his mouth of cookie crumbs and quickly swiped a few more cookies into his pocket, "I figured it was the time of year when people get together...talk and partake in various forms of..." Xemnas seemed to shudder at his own words, "Enjoyment."

"....."

"Yes."

Xigbar wrenched Xaldin's hand from his mouth, "But, you know, we all thought that you, well,....hated..everyone?"

"Is that what you honestly think of me, Braig?"

"Uh..uh..well." Xigbar was confused. First, Xemnas rarely ever called anyone by their real name. Second, Xemnas rarely interacted with anyone. And Third, He had actually given Xaldin a compliment, which everyone knew that if Xemnas gave someone a compliment, it was usually followed by being crushed by his very presence. Xemnas, being the oldest and most powerful of all Nobodies, had the most terrifying presence of all. Not only could it be felt by Humnas,(And crush them all, irregardless of how powerful they are) but Nobodies could be overwhelmed by it as well. So he is the Only one in the Castle who has to hide it at all times.

Xigbar continued, "Well it's just that, and no offense by the way, that you were kind of a sociopath before we were Nobodies."

Xemnas raised his eyes to the sky, as if he was thinking of an intelligent response, "Yes, I was, wasn't I?"

Xaldin pushed his face closer to Xigbar's ear and whispered, "Are you happy now, Doofus? You've doomed us all!"

"Anyway." Xemnas said. Xigbar and Xaldin turned to look at him, "I just came in to see how you all were doing. I guess I'll take my leave." Xemnas turned on his heel(after stuffing more treats into his pockets) and exited out of the Kitchen. Xigbar and Xaldin sighed with relief.

"X..Xaldin."

"Yeah, Xigbar."

"I think I wet Myself."

"Me, too, Xigbar. Me, too."

---

It was cold outside and Axel was pissed. Him being a Fire elemental meant that he did not like the cold, but he did like to look at snow, but being around it was something he hated. He was on top edge of the Western Tower, pulling on a rope of Christmas lights. The cold air, wind and snow whipped at his neck as he pulled on the over-weighted cord of lights, of course the lights wouldn't be so heavy to pull up if Xinck wasn't hanging off the end of them.

In an attempt to get out of stringing up lights on top of the Tower like Demyx had told him to, Xinck opted to try and kill himself(again) by hanging. He didn't die(again) and was just hanging 50 feet off the edge of the Tower, coincidentally directly in front of Xemnas's office. Xemnas tried to ignore Xinck's body hanging there, not moving and staring blankly at the back of Xemnas's head. Then Xemnas left, came back in 10 minutes, eating a cookie from his pocket and stared at Xinck, who stared back. Xemnas finally got annoyed enough to call Axel to get him down.

Axel grunted as he hauled up another length of rope, "Xinck! You've gotta stop doing this!"

"No! Leave me to die!" Xinck yelled back, now ten feet from the top.

"Dammit, you're heavy! How many times have you tried to kill yourself?! At some point have you even considered that maybe you need a Hobby!" He grunted, pulling Xinck closer up.

"Like what?"

"I don't know, but, suicide is kinda..you know, played out. Don't you think it's getting a little old? I mean, how many times have you tried to killed yourself?"

"Uh..about 25+"

Axel gave one last tug and hauled Xinck over the edge. Xinck got on all fours, then stood to his full height, his neck popped back into place and he took off the rope of Christmas lights around his neck.

"Uh, well, I gotta go."

"Go where?"

"The mall. Demyx is making me buy presents for everyone.

"Oh, can I come? I don't wanna stay here and hang up more lights."

"Sure." Axel shrugged. "I'll go find Roxas, then we can leave."

"He's probably with Demyx."

It only took Axel and Xinck 10 minutes to locate Roxas, who was, at Demyx's orders, stringing lines and lines of holly across random halls. After that, they headed over to an Unnamed World(A world with a nice, sizable Mall). Three Corridors of Darkness appeared in a nice shaded area, adjacent to the area of the mall and The Three nobodies walked out. Anytime they came to a 'Regular World' they made sure to exit their corridors in dark areas so that no one would start shouting "Aliens! Aliens from space!" or "Demons! Demons from Hell!", nothing could ruin your day more than an elderly woman calling you a demon from hell. As Axel, Roxas and Xinck walked from the side of the large, multi-story building and into view, their shoes made crunching sounds in the 1½ inches of snow. The sky was filled with gray clouds as white specks of snow fell freely and softly. The wind blew and the soft snow was pushed in every direction, going unnoticed as it pelted the heads of the mass of people heading to the door. It was the Holiday Season and all malls were usually crowded with people who embraced the idea of gift-giving(or in Axel's case, being forced to do it).

The group of Three moved closer to the Mall's entrance. "Remember the last time we came to the mall?" asked Roxas.

"It wasn't fun, the way I remember it," Axel said, "We didn't even get inside the door."

"That's because you guys got stuck in a van, remember?"

"Wait a minute!" Xinck said, "Did that really happen?"

"Yeah, you were there. It was Axel, Xigbar, Xaldin, Marluxia, Larxene, Zexion, You and Me. We all got stuck in a van, I escaped and tried to go get help, but some girl tied me up..I...don't really want to talk about the rest."

"I could've sworn that I dreamed that..."

"No, I remember." Axel said, "The mall blew up. God, I swear, I can't take you guys anyway without something blowing up."

"I really don't get why we didn't just leave through a portal." Roxas said, "Not a very...smart day for us..."

More and more people started filling up the small spaces around the three. People of all shapes and sizes, pining to get into the store and buy last minute gifts for their ungrateful little basta-Oh, darling little Children and their undeserving relatives. Thy passed into the foyer of the mall and were in a large open area, lined with clothing, electronic, toy stores and knick-knack shops. The walls of the mall were lined with red and green colored decorations, giant golden ornaments hung from the large open and domed-shaped window on the roof and two large pillars, that stood evenly away from each other, enough apart so that the large Christmas crowds could pass by. The pillars held up a large sign that said, "Welcome to Valley Hill Mall and Happy Holidays! Now, buy something expensive!"

Xinck watched as the happy people all around him walked with smiles on their faces, carrying bags and bags of useless crap(He defined 'useless crap' as anything that didn't look shiny and entertaining). The people walked in groups or by themselves, talking on their phones or text messaging, mindlessly bumping into people. The mall was loud and crowded, two combinations he just hated. Children ran around screaming and laughing with glee, pudgy, middle aged soccer moms laughed idiotically as they walked with bags in hand, old people shuffled along, not knowing where to go to find someone to fix their 'MyPod' that they had gotten from their granddaughters. All things Xinck stared at and listened to with disgust.

"Oh, what fresh Hell is this?" He asked no one in particular.

"I don't want to be here all day, so I'm just getting everyone the same thing." Axel said.

"What are you getting?" Roxas asked.

"Whatever I can find. I'm not going to look too hard. And I have a Seven Dollar Limit." Axel, Roxas and Xinck walked forward with the crowd. Axel led, and because he was not looking for anything in particular, headed to the first store he saw, a Decorative Antique Shop called "Surly Grandma".

The Group of Three walked into the store, which was pretty much filled wall-to-wall with useless, antique and decorative knick-knacks of all shapes, sizes and colors, the kind you would find at your Grandparents house. Upon entering, Roxas went over to the first object he saw, a small white bowl, encrusted with fake emerald jewels.

"Hey, this looks nice." He said, holding the bowl out to Axel to see.

Axel held the bowl up to see, "Yeah, but it looks a little too nice." Axel turned over the bowl in his hand and saw the price tag. It read 8$. "Ha! Like they're worth that much."

"Then, what are you getting us two?" Roxas asked, pointing to himself and Xinck.

"What do you mean what am I getting you?" Axel asked, putting the bowl back on the shelf, "I'm getting you two the best present ever-Me."

"You're so full of yourself."

"And not that funny." Xinck added.

"Well, what are you getting everyone?" Roxas asked to Xinck.

"Hope."

"Hope?"

"Yes. Hope I get them something for Christmas! HA! Now that's funny!" He laughed and Axel joined in.

"You know, "Roxas said, "I wish you guys would take this seriously. I'm actually looking forward to this. I've never done a Holiday before."

"What about that time we did April Fools' Day?" Axel asked.

"That was just Xigbar running around, punching people in the stomach and yelling 'April Fools', asshat'!"

That was funny!" Axel laughed.

"It wasn't for Demyx." said Xinck, "I heard he crapped himself. He ruined a good pair of Pants, like when some kind of fat ass buys a pair of pants two sizes too small, sits down and rips them, those pants are forever ruined. All because of some fat guy."

"But, Xinck, you are kinda-"

"I told you, its just my coat, It makes me look bigger!" Xinck grabbed at his coat to show how much space was between it and his body, "See?"

"Sure, Xinck, whatever you say." Axel said with obvious sarcasm in his voice. He turned around and started to walk down the aisle-way in the store, his head going left and right as he looked for something to buy. Out from behind the cash register, came a Man, who couldn't have been over his 50's. He wore a yellow sweater vest over a white shirt with black slacks and shoes. He walked up behind Axel and said, "Can I help you, sir?" He talked with an effeminate accent and even moved his hands and face as he talked.

"Oh, uh" Axel turned around from another row of Decorative objects and turned to the man, "Yeah, uh..um looking for some Christmas presents for my douche-bag roommates. Got any suggestions?"

Mr. Karn, which was his name, looked Axel up and down and saw nothing of any interest in the man. But he hadn't had a sell in days and couldn't risk scaring away another potential customer. He really hoped it wasn't because he had now had a little blue dot on his house on the Internet telling people that he had gotten in trouble with the law a few years ago for having some Illegal pictures of Young boys on his Hard Drive.

"Well, what is your name, sir"" Karn asked.

"Axel."

"Well, How do you do, Axel, I'm Tom Karn, owner of Surly Grandma. If you're looking for a great gift for Friends, we have some lovely scones over on the next shelf."

"Ahhh, I'm not really looking for anything too fancy for my roommates. And lets keep it under 7 Dollars."

Karn gasped, "Oh?!" He lightly smacked Axel across the chest twice, "Oh, you bad man, how can you not care about your Friends?"

"I said Roommates, not friends." Axel replied, scratching his chest.

"Well, how about-" Before Karn could finish he saw Roxas and Xinck down at the other end of the Aisle, looking at the shining objects situated peacefully on the shelf. Mr. Karn's eyes nearly bulgd out of his head as he saw the two yound boys, even with their long, black and intimidating coats, he couldn't help but look. "Well, my, oh my, what do we have here?"

"Excuse me?" Axel said.

Mr. Karn walked down the aisle and Behind Roxas and Xinck as they paid him no attention. "Well, hey, how y'all doing?" he asked. The turned around and Roxas said,

"Fine, thank you. We're just looking."

"I can see that. But do you two boys need help with anything, though?"

"Um, no, but our friend probably needs help. He's supposed to be buying some presents." said Xinck turning back around to the shelf.

"Oh, my, you sure do look strong." Karn said, smiling at Xinck's back, "With your nice shoulders and fit physique."

"Uh....thank you?"

"And you, "Karn turned to Roxas and stared him deep in the eyes, "You have the most B-E-A-U-tiful eyes I have ever seen." Karn, looking deeply into Roxas's face, started leaning in closer and closer until Roxas leaned sideways and called out, "...Axel?"

Karn leaned away, still keeping his uncomfortable stared on Roxas and Xinck. "Are you a Pedophile?" Xinck asked.

"What? Little old me? Never!" Karn replied, faking being offended, even running his hand over his own chest, "Would you young boys like some candy?" He reached in to his front pocket and pulled out a hand full of Tylenol Pms, a few blue pills with the letter 'V' and a cough drop. "Go ahead, take one." He smiled.

Roxas looked at the handful of so-called 'Candy', "I don't think this is candy."

"Only old people think Cough drops are candy." Xinck said, looking at the Cough drop. Axel came up and stood behind Roxas and Xinck.

"Okay, you guys," He said, trying to redirect the conversation, "I think we should hurry up and get out of here, Now."

"Hey look at this." Roxas leaned down to the bottom row of the shelf and picked up a white ceramic and green feline figurine with wide eyes, a smile and a paw positioned next to it's face, as if it was calling everyone to it. "This looks nice."

"Oh, "Karn exclaimed, "That is called a Mineki Neko or-"

"'Beckoning Cat'" Xinck interrupted.

"Oh, my, you are a very smart, and beautiful boy." Karn said, eying Xinck. Then he looked at Roxas, "And you have a fine eye for decoration. Those nice, deep, mysterious eyes...."

Axel cleared his throat and Karn turned to him "I'll take 6 of those cat things." Axel said.

"Right, of course." Karn smiled and gently took The Mineki Neko from Roxas's hand, winked at him and walked up to the counter, Axel, Roxas and Xinck following him. Karn walked through a back door, presumably the storage room, where he yelled back to them as he searched for the other 5 Mineki Neko.

"I remember a few months back, I went to Japan on a...uh...recreational trip and I found these little guys and I just thought they were sooo cute!" The sound of boxes could be heard being moved around as Axel, Roxas, and Xinck stood at the front desk. "I've always admired Asian culture, especially their art, like in the Philippines, and I spent a lot of time in the Philippines..." He continued to babel on and on about South East Asian culture until he emerged from the back room carrying Five Mineki Neko in his arms. He smiled when he laid eyes on the group.

He placed the items on the counter, typed a few buttons on the cash register and said, " 24$, please. Lucky you that these little cuties are only 4 Dollars."He quickly wrapped the Cat figurines in protective paper, stuffed them into a paper sack, all the while His eyes darted from Roxas and Xinck, "I wonder how much those little cuties cost...?"

Axel, having enough and his eye starting to twitch, quickly pulled out his wallet, threw a 20 and two 5s down on the counter, grabbed the bag of kitties and pushed a bewildered Roxas and Xinck to the Exit.

"Thank you" Karn called after them, "Come again...and again..and again..."

"Hey, Roxas, I think he wanted to rape you." Xinck said as He, Axel and Roxas walked out of the store.

"No, he wanted you. Didn't you notice when he sniffed the back of your head when you turned around?"

"What?!" Xinck yelled.

The group walked away from the store and to the exit of the mall and when They walked passed a group of Five younger boys, Xinck turned to them and said, "Hey, guys, that Guy in there has Candy. All you have to do is take off you shirts, jump around and he'll give it to you!"

"Yay!" the Group of young boys yelled, running past them and into Surly Grandma.

"Ha ha!" Xinck laughed to himself, "Little bastards."

---

At this point in time, The Castle's Insides reflected it's Outsides. Every hall was decked with boughs of holly(Fa la la la la la la la la), because it was the season to be jolly(Repeat). The snow spell that Demyx had shot into the atmosphere had stopped falling and the Entire Dark City and The Castle That Never Was was covered in a peaceful, beautiful blanket of snow. Down in the Giant, Green Pit, where The Castle Floated above, it was nearly covered in snow, so much snow that you could walk on top of it and not fall in and freeze to Death. And standing on top of this snow pile were 8 figures, hoods up and shivering in the cold, brisk wind.

"Th-T-This is unacceptable!" Xaldin grumbled, rubbing his shoulders for warmth. The coats that The Organization wore were meant to accommodate it's wearer depending on the whether around it it. The Coat can keep the user nice and cool up to 110 Degrees and it can keep the user Warm down to -5 Degrees and no more. Unfortunately, it was -10 Degrees, so they were all screwed. "What the hell are we doing out here for anyway?!"

Freezing and chuckling to himself, Xigbar said, "Hey Xaldin, guess what I'm doing?"

"What!?" He called out against the blowing wind.

"I'm bewaring The Winds Of Despair. Ha!"

"I hate you so much right now."

"Okay, guys, I think we're ready!" Called Demyx's voice from the crowd of hooded figures. He was the most distinguishable because his Shoulder blades were very pointed. He walked up to the head of the shivering group and the wind died down to a stop as he spoke. "Okay, as a reward for everyone getting their Christmas shopping down and decorating the Castle, I have decided to host a day in the snow! Isn't that great?!" A ball of melting snow smacked Demyx in the face through his hood and he fell over backwards.

"You bastard!" Axel yelled out, distinguishable by how narrow his coated forearms were. He was actually warmer than everyone else, because he generated his own Heat(A lot more than the average human) and he was melting the now around him, making him sink inch by inch, so now he was about Xinck's height. "This is stupid! I'm going inside!" He turned around, taking a huge stride out of the snow and tried to make his way out of the giant ditch. Another snowball came and hit him in the back of his head and he fell forward into the snow.

"What's the matter, Axel, scared?" Demyx asked, standing up and holding another ball of snow in his hand.

Axel growled, standing up and turning to Xinck, distinguishable by him being the only one who puts his hands in his pockets, and Roxas, distinguishable by him being the Shortest. "Well, what are you two doing just standing there?! Get him!"

"Whatever happened to please?" Xinck asked, leaning down and picking up a handful of snow and hurling it at Demyx, who dodged out of the way.

"What are we supposed to do?" Roxas asked to Axel, getting up and walking back to them. "I've never been in a snowball fight."

"What's to know?" Axel leaned down, picked up some snow, molded it into a ball and threw it at Demyx, hitting him in the stomach. "Just pick up some snow. Go ahead." Roxas leaned down and picked up a handful of snow. "Now, roll it into a ball." Roxas lazily rolled the snow, then rolled it faster until it took the shape of a ball, "Now, chuck it at somene!" Roxas looked around and saw everyone throwing snowballs. He picked a target and threw it at the back of Xinck's head.

"Ow! Dammit! I thought we were on teams?!" He yelled, holding his head.

"Wow, that is fun!" Roxas laughed, "

"Snowball Fight, Bitches!" Xigbar yelled.

It had been 4 minutes into the snowball fight. They were all divided into two teams, Axel, Roxas, Saix and Xinck on one side, Demyx, Luxord, Xigbar and Xaldin on the other. Snowballs were flying through the air and so far Demyx's team was winning because they could use their powers to their advantage. Xigbar was manipulating the space around the snowballs so that they never missed their targets; Xaldin called up a terrible wind to make his strikes more effective as they hit; Luxord was making time slow down and speed up randomly around his snowballs, making it difficult for his targets to dodge; Demyx was manipulating the molecular density of the water in the snow, making it much harder as he threw it.

The other team, Axel's, wasn't doing so well; Axel was having a hard time balancing his powers between keeping warm, not melting their snow fort and keeping his snowballs from melting; Xinck and Saix were the only ones actually doing a good job besides Roxas, who warped the light around snowballs to temporarily make them invisible.

"Take this!" Xigbar reared back his arm and threw it across the designated 'Dead Zone' and towards Saix. Saix saw it coming and prepared to duck, but saw the ball turning sideways out of his direction and into Axel's face.

"Oh!" Axel growled wiping melting snow out of his face.

"We're losing, Axel. We need a plan." Saix said, tossing a snowball.

"Any ideas?"

"Mmmmm." Axel put his hand on his chin in a Sherlock Holmes manner, "Elementary, my dear Watson...."

"I head that he never actually said that."

"He didn't say it in the movie, either!" Xinck threw a snowball.

"The new one?" Roxas asked.

"Yeah, I saw that whole movie, hoping he'd say it and he didn't. I wasn't disappointed at all because the movie was good, but I kinda thought that that was his catchphrase."

"Just like how in Star Trek no one ever said 'Beam me up, Scotty.'.

"Now, that's not true." Saix chimed in, "They said it in the movie."

"I was talking about the old show, they never said it."

"You watch old episodes of Star Trek?" Axel asked.

"No, I heard it over the internet."

"Interesting, my dear Watson..." Axel said, putting his hand on his chin again, "Anyway, we need a plan."

"Aaagh!" Saix yelled, taking a very dense Snowball from Demyx in his eye.

"That's for hitting me in the head with a clipboard!" Demyx yelled from his teams' snow fort.

Saix groaned, gripping his face. He turned towards his other teammates, "Is it bad?" they looked at his face, specifically his left eye, which was now swollen and purple and the eyeball was bloody red.

Staring at his eye, Axel said, "You're beautiful...on the inside...probably."

"With that eye, and if you gave yourself an accent, you might be able to pass for Irish." Xinck said, quickly dodging three snowballs.

Saix bent over and started to quickly make multiple snowballs. After he finished, he stood up and held his ammo in his arms. He looked straight at the opposition and he moved from behind the safety of the fort.

"Wait..wait, Saix! What are you doing!?" Axel yelled.

"I've a plan." He turned from the enemy and looked at Axel, "I'll rush them and take out as many as I can. All I have to do is get close enough and I can at least get most of them in the face."

"Wait, you can't do that!" Xinck said turning to Saix and taking a Time-snowball in the chest from Luxord(He sent the snow ball to the Ice Age, millions of years ago, making it colder and harder).

"Ha ha!" Luxord yelled in triumph, " Viva La Britannia!"

"Saix, you don't have to do this." Axel said, "We can definitely come up with abetter plan than this."

"We don't have any time! Besides, i"m growing tired of this. I don't mind." Saix turned to run out from behind the small fort.

"So you're just gonna run out there?!" Roxas yelled, "That's Suicide!"

Saix turned toward the three and in a calm, authoritative voice, he said dramatically, "Then I'll see you in Hell!" He turned away and started running across The Dead Zone and throwing Snowball after snowball at Xaldin, Xigbar, Luxord and Demyx. He nailed Xaldin in the neck, who fell over backward.

"Aggh!" He gasped, sprawled out on the snowy ground as the snow melted on his neck. He gasped, "Everything's...getting c-cold..."

Saix roared, nailing Luxord in the chest.

"Oh, I Do say!" He sounded a little offended. As he fell over backwards.

Xigbar took a snowball in the face.

"Damn!" he yelled. He swallowed hard in his mouth, "Strawberries. Why does everything taste like Strawberries...?" He, too, fell over.

Saix had made it all the way to Demyx's side. Demyx held one snowball and Saix only had one. He roared and jumped into the air, Demyx screamed, seeing The Beast high in the air above him. They both let fly their snowballs and both were hit in the face. Demyx fell back into the snow, Saix fell back out of the air and back onto the ground. The Fight was over.

---

Xemnas builds a Snowman

Sitting by a window ledge and watching the activities down below, Xemnas took a sip of warm Cocoa from a mug in his hand. He was at the lowest level of the Castle, making it easier for him to see Demyx's snowball fight. A gust of Wind, generated by Xaldin down below, found it's way in through the window and almost blew the old Silk top hat that Xemnas had on his head.

He straightened the Hat after the wind had settled and he went back to quietly observing his subordinates. Hats weren't particularly Xemnas's style, but this hat was supposedly special. As a side quest, he had been looking for this Hat for a while due to a legend he had heard concerning this Hat and magical snow. And after searching for a while and going through several fakes, he finally found the Authentic one at an auction. He had to beat out an old man for it, but he finally got it.

When Xemnas noticed that The Snowball fight was over, with Saix and Demyx pounding each other in the face with only one snowball, They all got up, wiped the snow off their bodies and disappeared into Portals of Darkness. They were gone and Xemnas now had a chance.

He cleared his throat, sat down his now empty cup and leaped out the window into the ice cold air. His feet hit the side of the cold Castle and he slid down, like a snowboarder on the side of a mountain. He barely had to move his arms as he slid down, he casually veered to the left to avoid a turret and when he came to the ledge, he jumped off. He flew through the air momentarily, then plummeted straight down. Before reaching the ground, he levitated then hit the ground with a quiet thud.

"Ow." Xemnas quietly said. He had popped his neck a little when he hit the ground. He popped his knuckles, sighed and said, "Well, then, let's get started."

35 Minutes later

The Superior stepped away from his recently crafted snowman. It was nothing special, large, perfectly round bottom, a medium sized midsection with three charcoal buttons, and a regular sized, round head with a carrot nose and Charcoal eyes. A very plain snowman, indeed. It didn't even have arms.

Xemnas put his hand on his chin and stared at his recently conceived creation, "Mmmm. It's still missing...something..A-ha!" He reached into his Black Coat, searched around a little, then pulled out a Black scarf with crimson red details on the edges. He wrapped the black scarf comfortably around the bottom of the Head of the snowman. He stepped back again to admire his work, "There we go, now you look like a real snowman." Despite not having a Heart, and not caring for anything in general, Xemnas was actually a little proud of his handiwork. Too bad it had to die.

Xemnas raised his hands, took off his top hat, and messed his own hair to his own hair. He ripped his own coat in several places and he even injured himself by blasting a hole straight through his side, not a fatal wound for him, but it would serve it's purpose for now. "Now, let's start the fireworks." Xemnas took the Top Hatand placed it on the Top of the Snowman's head and stepped back.

A quick gust of wind blew and swirled around the Snowman. Then the oddest thing happened; The Charcoal eyes blinked, a small black crease appeared on it's face and limbs of snow formed at the sides of it's midsection. It rose with newly formed Legs out of it's round bottom and the the Crease on it's face turned into a smile.

Frosty The Snowman lived.

Frosty took in it's first new breaths of air and sang, "Let there be Snow! Let there be Snow!" He started dancing on it's newly formed legs and stared at the sky, spinning in circles, "This Kind of Weather brings people together so Friendships can grow!" Frosty made another spin around then gasped in Horror. A man with silver-gray messy hair came limping towards him. He was bleeding from his side and his clothes were tattered.

"Hey, what's the matter friend?" Frosty asked, going to the man and helping him to his feet.

Although no one else knows this, but Nobodies are exceptionally good actors. Xemnas leaned into Frosty's frozen arms and peered into his empathetic charcoal eyes, "Friends.....that's a word....that has hurt me..nearly killed me...and kidnapped an innocent child!!"

"What?!" Frosty, in all his days, has never seen or heard of such terrible things, "What's your name friend? Mine's Frosty."

Xemnas thought of the most untraceable, mot idiotic name he could think of, "Monkey. Monkey D. Luffy."

"Tell me, Monkey-"

"Call me Luffy." Xemnas forcibly spat out blood onto the white snow on the grund.

"You have to tell me, Luffy, what's going on?!"

Xemnas coughed more and struggled to talk, "M-my Friends...or, at least I thought they were my friends...Kidnapped a young boy. I tried my Hardest to convince them to let him go..but they...I though they were my friends..but they..tried to kill me and they through me out a window and left me for dead."

"No!"

"Yes! Frosty!" Xemnas peered into Frosty's eyes and fake Tears streamed down The Superior's face, "Frosty, you..you have to stop them before it's too late!"

"Where are they?! Where's the boy!?" Frosty's voice filled with anger. Kidnapping an innocent child..that wasn't what the spirit of winter was about.

"Up....there!" Xemnas/Luffy weakly pointed towards the Castle that Never Was. It loomed menacingly over them and luckily for Xemnas/Luffy it only helped his performance. "Be careful...they'll have weapons...they'll use force if necessary."

Frosty's eyes filled with determination as he stared at the Castle, "What does the boy look like?"

"He..He's blonde..short..blue eyes...He'll be by a dangerous man with red hair. Be careful....others are in the Castle..they're all dang...er...Ugh!" Xemnas groaned and fell still and limp in Frosty's hands.

Frosty wanted to cry. He was sad, but he knew what had to be done. He had to save that Boy so that he wouldn't end up like Luffy. He wasn't much of a Fighter, but if these people were going to play rough, well then so would he. He slowly let Luffy down to the ground and rested his head on the ground, "Rest, My Friend and Don't worry, I'll save him!" With a yell and a leap, Frosty turned into a living mass of flying snow, the Carrot nose, charcoal pieces and old top hat were hidden inside. The mass flew through the air, towards the Castle and into an open window.

Xemnas stood up from the cold ground, wiped the excess snow off his torn coat and stood to his feet. He wiped his hands free of snow and sighed. "Those acting lessons paid off. Eat your Hearts out, Will Smith, Ben Affleck, Denzel Washington, Mel Gibson, Joaquin Phoenix, Johnny Depp, and that gay guy from Twilight." He opened a Corridor of Darkness and started walking through it, "This is going to be good."

"Xaldin, please, come ON!" Xigbar pleaded as he and Number III walked down a hallway, "Is there ANYTHING else we can talk about?!"

"No, no, no, you don't understand." Xaldin, who was probably the most Nobody-like after Saix, seemed to always get a little excited about the MOST boring subjects, "You see, here's the thing about Feudal Agriculture-"

"No! Shut up!" Xigbar yelled, "Let's talk about something that we both actually enjoy."

"Enjoyment? Ha! As if beings such as us can "Enjoy" anything."

"You got as giddy as a school girl while you gave me a 10 minute speech on Agriculture, it sounded like you enjoyed it."

"Fine, then. What do you want to talk about?"

"This!" From his pocket, Xigbar thrust a magazine page into Xaldin's face. Xaldin read the Headline out loud, "'Mail-Order Brides From Chechnya'. You can't be serious." He eyed Xigbar.

"But I am." Xigbar pulled the Magazine page back into his pocket. "I only have half the money so far, but I wanted to see if you'd be interested. So?"

Xaldin stared at Xigbar as if he had a 'Stare at me' sign on his head, "You, want me, Xaldin, to help you pay for a mail-order bride?"

"Yes."

Xaldin sighed, then took in a huge breath and yelled,"WHY THE HELL WOULD I DO THAT?!"

"Hey, hey, hey, calm down." Xigbar patted Xaldin on the shoulders, " You'll own half of her. She can clean for you-"

"The Nobodies clean."

"-Cook for you..."

Xaldin was about to say something, then thought of how he would no longer hear anyone complain about his cooking, especially if someone else could take the blame, especially if it was some Russian chick. Xaldin was about to reply out loud to Xigbar's proposition, when Xigbar said...

"Is that a snowman?"

Xaldin's eyes darted to where Xigbar pointed and he was right; a Simple snowman with a top hat, Charcoal accessories and a black and red scarf tied innocently around it's neck. It just stood there with it's carrot nose stick straight at them.

Xaldin scoffed, "Damn Demyx, I asked him to keep this Christmas crap out of the Southwestern part of the Castle."

"How did he get it in here without it melting?" Xigbar and Xaldin started walking towards it, but suddenly stopped when the snowman started to rise with newly formed legs. Arms started forming out the sides and it's charcoal eyes started blinking. Xigbar rubbed his eye a few times and looked at the morphing snowman, "Am I high?"

"No." A mouth formed on the face of the snowman and he spoke, "Just tied up." With impossibly fast speed, the snowman rushed past Xigbar, took off his scarf, pulled Xigbar's legs and arms behind him and quickly horse-tied No. II and gagged him with one quick motion. Xigbar's body fell to the ground, first his stomach hit then he fell to his side, mumbling as he tried to process what just happened.

"Xigbar!" Xaldin yelled. He jumped back from the snowman and in the air he prepared to summon a lance. But, instead he fell from the air, yelling, bleeding and clutching his right eye as he hit the ground. "Aggh!" Xaldin looked at the snowman and saw that his carrot nose was gone. Xaldin looked down and saw the the orange carrot was now covered in blood. He clutched his eye and yelled, "Aggh! Why does Xigbar get the Scarf and I get a fucking Carrot in my eye?!"

Frosty walked to Xaldin, grabbed him by one of his Dreadlocks and pulled him up to eye-level, "Now tell me, Where is the boy?!"

"What boy?! I'm gonna be blind for the rest of my life, you ass!"

Frosty growled, let Xaldin drop motionlessly on the floor, grabbed and repositioned his Carrot nose to his face and he ran past Xigbar. He jumped and turned back into that mass of snow and ice and rampaged down the hall.

Saix liked to go on walks in the hallway every once and a while. He always finds them relaxing, especially after dividing up missions among the members. Unfortunately, because for some unfathomable reason Xemnas decided to go along with Demyx's 'Crhistmas'. As such, Saix was temporarily removed from his position as Second In Command and Demyx was placed in charge, so everyone had to obey his orders or risk being confronted by Xemnas. Everyone was forced to buy at least one present for everyone else, but at least it was Christmas Eve and after this is over, everthing would go back to normal...or at least as normal as it gets.

Saix rounded a corner and his thoughts were immediately interrupted by a rumbling and the sound of Demyx yelling. Saix had to take a second look as he could have sworn he might have been high. It's not everyday that you see a giant wall of living snow and ice rolling towards and roaring at you with Demyx caught inside of it, screaming his head off.

"Aggh! Saix! Help!"

As the living avalanche rolled at him, Saix knew that he wouldn't have enough time to do anything. So instead he pulled his hood over his face to hopefully protect his face and eyes, pulled on the side strings to make the small hole even smaller and let his arms fall limply to his side. He joined Demyx as the wall of snow rolled over him.

Xinck walked down a decorated hallway. Demyx had magically installed magic to play soothing Christmas Muzak throughout numerous halls. Xinck found it annoying, but payed it little mindas he was on his cellphone. The conversation wasn't going well.

"Hey!" Xinck yelled, "I don't have to take that from a Wallaby, or Kangaroo-whatever you people have!" Xinck, for whatever reason, liked to harass the Country/Continent of Australia. He would call random citizens and deride them until they hung up, "Oh, you people think you're so great because you can call yourself a Country and a Continent, well, guess what? In my book you can't be both!" a Petty Reason, indeed, but he seems to think it's a good enough reason to harass innocent people. "Hey, guess what? I think I hear a Dingo eating your baby! Ha! Suck it!" he flipped his phone shut and sighed, "One person at a time...."

He wanted to find Axel and Roxas, but had no idea where they went. He had to-

"Hey!"

Xinck turned and faced an open hallway, that on both left and right sides were covered in white snow. Huge piles had collected on either side and Xinck could see Saix and Demyx's heads sticking out from the snow and standing in the middle of the hallway, facing Xinck, was a Snowman, glaring at him.

A little confused, Xinck waved innocently, "Hi."

"Bye." the Snowman replied. He bent down and raised his hand into the air. As he brought it down, ice shards formed on his hand and he jammed his frozen fist into the ground.

"Hey, what are you-Agh!" Xinck was hauled into the air by Giant, blue Ice spikes. Frosty had no intention of killing anyone, but he had to knock them out. The ice spikes only hauled Xinck up by his clothes and pinned him to the wall. The Attack was fast and strong enough to have the force equivalent to an Eighteen Wheeler hitting Xinck at 70 miles an Hour, and because he Hit his back against the wall, but luckily because he was a Nobody, his spine was only moved 6 Inches out of place. Apparantly it was enough to knock him unconscious because he didn't move or flinch as Frosty moved on.

Axel and Roxas stood in The Hall of Empty Melodies, the shining light of the Kingdom Hearts moon shined through the glass window above, adding more illumination to the already well-lit platform.

"I can't believe how much you actually enjoy this." Axel said, crossing his arms.

"What's wrong if I enjoy it, huh? I told you I haven't celebrated anything like this before, how can you not get excited?!" Roxas looked aound the Decorated Hall of Empty Melodies, the hall that he had personally decorated. Streams of green and red decorations hung on the ceiling, bows were hung on the top mantle of every entrance and gold ribbons were wrapped around the railings on the top levels and a Christmas tree in the center of it all.

"Maybe you should start watching HGTV to get decorating tips." Axel suggested.

"Demyx said it looked good."

"Demyx wouldn't know what good looked like if it bit him on the lips."

"I tried my be-"

"Little boy!?" Axel and Roxas turned around and saw a living, walking Snowman running towards them, arms outstretched to Roxas.

"Well, now I've seen everything." Axel said in shock.

"Have you ever seen a man eat his own head?"

"....No."

"Then you haven't seen everything."

Axel was going to reply, when a wall of Snow smashed into him, sending him flying off in a different direction. The Wall of snow stopped upon impact and turned back into it's snowman form. "Axel!" Roxas yelled. Frosty put his hands on Roxas's shoulders, got down to his level and looked into Roxas's confused eyes, "Little Boy,are you alright? Are you hurt?"

"What are you talking about?! Let go of me!" Roxas yelled, backing away from the snowman. Frosty tried to reach out to Roxas again, but his arm was sliced off by a quick wheel of fire as the snow quickly turned to water.

Axel's Chakram returned to his hand and he took up his stance, "Let him go!" Axel shot towards his target, raised his chakram and struck at his side, snow and water fell from the wound, but it healed, leaving no scratch. "Damn." Axel yelled and the snowman struck back with a fist to Axel's face, sending him back a few feet. Axel stood straight up and saw the snowman charging at him, growling. Frosty quickly waved his hand, generating 5 ice spikes targeted at Axel. Axel ducked from the path of the spikes and they broke against the ground, then, as he jumped into the air, the bottom of his shoes caught fire and he flew in a wide circle around the snowman.

Frosty growled and Axel flew and hovered directly behind him. He held out his hand, saying, "Burn, baby!" a jet of fire erupted from his hand and engulfed the yelling snowman,who tried to protect himself with his hands.

"No!" Frosty yellled, melting into a puddle of ice blue water, leaving nothing but his old top hot and a few pieces of Chacoal.

"Someone get a mop!" Axel yelled, landing on the ground and dismissing his chakram pair. He and Roxas both looked at the puddle of the snowman, his top hat and charcoal pieces. "Well," Axel said, "that is one of the most random things that have ever happened to me."

"What about that time when that old lady smacked you on the butt and called you Glenda?" Roxas asked.

Axel stopped and thought about it for a while, "Okay, second most random thing to happen to me."

"What was that thing?"

"A snowman."

"A living snowman?"

"Yeah, weird right? Maybe a Heartless possessed it or something."

They turned away from the puddle to leave, and as they did, Axel caught a glimpse of a snowy white hand reaching towards Roxas from the puddle.

"Look out!" Axel pushed Roxas out of the Hands way and instead it grabbed Axel. Roxas hit the ground, but quickly got back up to see the Snowman rise from the puddle, his Hat back on his head and his charcoal eyes in their right position. The Snowman growled at Axel, holding him up by the collar of his coat.

"Axel!" Roxas dashed at the snowman, Oathkeeper shined into his hand and hecut the snowman horizontally across his midsection, snow and ice fell and He let go of Axel.

"Little boy?" Frosty whispered, turning his head toward Roxas just in time for Him to cut diagonally up, slicing his face and the old Hat in half. The Hat, before it could even fall to the ground, faded away and left a considerably large, shining Heart. As the Heart of Frosty The Snowman floated through the ceiling towards the Kingdom Hearts moon, the snowman's body melted into a lifeless puddle, and it's charcoal eyes, stuck in a sad position, fell innocently to the floor, making a small splash.

"You know," Axel said, picking himself up, completely unfazed by his near-death situation, "If I were killed by a snowman, you guys would never let me live that down."

"If you were killed by a snowman, they wouldn't even let into Heaven..or Hell for that matter." Roxas dismissed Oathkeeper, "I mean, COME ON, a Snowman?"

Axel laughed, then stopped, "Still," He looked up at the Kingdom Hearts moon, "Don't you wonder how a snowman got in here in the first place?"

"And what did it want with me?"

"I believe I can answer that."

Axel and Roxas turned to see Xemnas walking towards them. He wore a new black coat and the other members were following Behind him, Xigbar(who was limping), Xaldin(Who was borrowing one of Xigbar's eyepatches), Demyx, Saix(They both had freezer burn on their faces), and Xinck (Who had his hand on his back and a cane in his other hand).

"Wow, what happened to you guys?" Axel asked.

Everyone except Xemnas grumbled something about a snowman and when Xemnas spoke up they all fell silent and listened, "You see, a Possessor Heartless had taken control of a random Snowman, probably crafted by some punk children somewhere in the city. The Heartless-possessed pile of Snow must have found it's way into the Castle, looking for you." He looked at Roxas, "And your Keyblade."

Demyx seemed to be close to Tears, "Why'd it come after us?!"

"Possibly because you all were in it's way to locate Roxas."

"But it actually spoke, I heard it talk." Roxas said, with several other members agreeing with him.

Xemnasput a hand on his chin, making his words sound more convincing, "It isn't entirely impossible that a few Heartless might actually be getting Smarter."

"Impossible!" Xaldin chimes in, "All the work we did on Heartless, they don't have the potential to evolve naturally. They need Hearts to evolve."

"True. But we cannot rule out the possibility that a few Heartless might be able to mimic Human speech patterns."

No one said anything, mostly because they had no relevant opinion that could dispute Xemnas'. So Axel said, "So...uh..what now?"

"Mmm?"

"Please, please tell me," Demyx said, "Please tell me, we can still do this Christmas thing?!"

"Huh?" Those last two questions seemed to pull Xemnas out of a self-imposed trance, "Uhuh...sure, whatever, I don't care. Do what you want." Xemnas was wrapped in a Portal of Darkness and he disappeared.

Demyx caught everyone's attention with his loud voice, "Alright everyone, go get your wrapped Christmas presents and we'll put them underneath the giant Tree in the Gray Area."

No one moved.

"Oh, come on, guys, do-"

The others grumbled as they walked, limped and shuttled into their own Corridors of Darkness. The Hall of Empty Melodies was completely empty as a different portal opened and Luxord stepped out. He looked around and no one was there, "Hello? Where is everyone? Did I miss something? I don't appreciate being left out of the loop!"

---

Christmas Eve Night

The Nighttime walks in the Castle That Never Was were, in Saix's opinion, the most relaxing thing he could hope for, even if he didn't have a Heart. The walks always relaxed him, especially since he had been dealing with Demyx's Christmas annoyances, Christmas crowds, Snowballs and killer Snowmen, so he REALLY needed this walk. Besides, someone had to patrol the Castle for intruders, Solicitors, Mormons or anything that could decrease the property value of The Area. Everyone else in the Castle was asleep, per Demyx's orders that 11:00 was the bedtime so that Santa would have time to visit. Ha! Santa Claus. What a Joke. Saix had no need to ever believe in such things, especially now, but when he was younger, that was a different Story. As a very young Isa, Saix remembers that he really wanted a specific toy one Christmas, but did not receive it, which, in Saix's opinion, was a Clear violation of the Santa/Good Child Agreement of 1951. at that moment Saix knew that there was no Santa, but, on the off chance that he did exist, he swore revenge. Of course, now that he thinks about it, he could probably go and buy his own toys, but that would cost money and every know that Santa worked for free.

Saix felt a bit peckish as he rounded the corner into the Hallway that contained the Kitchen. He was hungry, so why not eat? Even people who don't exist have to eat. As he walked into the Kitchen, that first thing he noticed was that the refrigerator was open, casting it's bright light across the shining white floor. The second thing he noticed was the half eaten cookies, have drunken milk on the counter next to a coffee cup filled with Candy canes. The third and final thing that Saix noticed was the Fat man dressed in Red, black boots and red hat, peering into the refrigerator.

Santa Claus. Saix really couldn't believe this. This ancient symbol of good was right here in His Castle, about to eat his food(And his roommates food, but he didn't care about that). How did he get in here? How did he get past the nobodies and the security System? Why Was he eating our food?! Wasn't the milk and Cookies enough!? Wasn't I a good enough boy that year, Klaus?!, Saix thought. All of those old memories came flooding back to him like a riptide. Tonight, he would have his revenge.

"Klaus!" Saix yelled, catching the red man off Guard. He jumped, turned and saw the blue-haired man.

"Oh! You're not supposed to be here! You're to be asleep!" Santa yelled back.

"Oh, how can I sleep knowing you're here. I will make you pay for what you did, you will pay what you owe!" Saix yelled, raising his voice.

"What are you talking about, young man? I just came here to bring presents!"

"What about the presents for young Isa!?"

"Isa?" Santa thought for a while, "That mean little boy from the Radiant Garden that wanted a Crossbow for Christmas!?"

"Yes, dammit!"

"I wouldn't dream of giving such a horrible child a dangerous weapon for Christmas!" Santa said, looking offended by the very idea.

"You gave Lea a Frisbee!"

"Lea gave to the Homeless!"

"Rocks! He gave them Rock Soup. Rocks with mud!"

"But the Homeless were happy to receive a gift! And that's what Christmas is all-"

"Oh, Shut up!" Saix reached over to the Counter and grabbed a Candy cane from the empty mug. He smashed the tip of the cane on the edge of the counter, making a sharp point. "Let's dance, Klaus!"

"Very well!" Santa closed the refrigerator door, opened the silverware drawer and pulled out a butter knife, 'i'll silence your night!"

They charged at each other.

---

The Next Day-Christmas Day.

Christmas Day came and per Demyx's orders everyone was ordered to wake up at 9:00 sharp to open gifts in the Grey Area, with the exception of Xemnas who already got what he wanted for Christmas. But as they entered the Gray Area, they found that the Christmas tree was smashed and so was every single present underneath it with Saix passed out on top of the Debris. He got up and found he had a black-eye and bruises all over his body. He muttered something like, "Next year, Klaus...Next year..." But Demyx payed him no mind as he was too distressed with the Destruction of his Christmas.

As for everyone else, except Roxas, they didn't particular care what happened to the gifts, since they all pretty much got each other the same thing-a Kitten Calander. Axel was the only one who's presents would have actually been original, except they were now smashed and ruined with the Calenders. But luckily, since Saix was now back in charge, he decided to hold off on the missions until tomorrow, so everyone had the rest of the day off. Xigbar thinks it's "Because something beat his ass so hard he needs time to heal!".

Demyx was simply livid because of all the hard work he put into this. Two days later he will get Revenge on everyone by baking brownies, slipping "Super-Choco-Lax" into the batter, serving them and magically locking every single door to a bathroom in the Castle. He couldn't help but cackle madly as everyone started Mudslidin' in their good pants.

Twilight Town

On top of the Clock Tower, Roxas, Axel and Xinck sat on the edge, not really talking,but just sitting. Axel and Xinck really were relieved that all the holiday crap was over, but Roxas wasn't. He broke the silence and told them how he kind of wanted to see what it was like to celebrate a Holiday and make an unforgettable memory. He said that the only reason why Axel and Xinck didn't care was because they have memories of their past lives having those special times, but he didn't. Roxas got up from the Clock Tower and started to leave, but then he told them that he still went through the trouble of getting them both presents that they would like, and he left, leaving them and their presents.

Axel and Xinck were a little stunned to know that that was how he really thought about the whole situation. They looked at their own individually wrapped presents: Axel's was wrapped in red and gold wrapping paper and was rectangular shaped; Xinck's was larger, rectangular and green and red. They both tore open their presentsand Xinckwas the first to gasp.

"Oh, God!"

"What? What'd he get you?" Axel asked.

Xinck held up a blue and pink box with a clear, plastic front with the words, 'My Apocalypse Pony Playset' in big bubble letters.

"Oh, my God! This is exactly what I wanted!" Xinck yelled, eyeing the four cut little ponies in the box, War Pony, Famine Pony, Pestilence Pony and Death Pony,"I was gonna buy it for myself, but I couldn't find it anywhere!"

"Not even on the Emo Shopping Network?" Axel laughed.

"DON'T RUIN THIS FOR ME!" Xinck yelled, "haven't you seen the Commercials?"

"No."

"My Little Pony, Apocalypse Pony! Punish Mankind For Their Sins!" Xinck sang, "My favorite is Death pony." Xinck placed the box next to him and took out the black pony. It had shiny, white mane hair, red eyes and a cartoon skull as a tattoo on it's back. "What'd he get you?"

Axel took off the top of his box and pulled out it's contents, "Oh, wow!" Axel's eyes widened as he stared at his new pair of Sunglasses. They were a fiery orange color that went well with Axel's hair and they had the vague shape of Diamonds.

"They're just Sunglasses."

"'Just Sunglasses'? Are you blind!?" Axel shouted, "These are Veomicci Designer glasses! Some of the most Rare Glasses in...ANYWHERE! These must have...cost him a fortune." Axel wondered where Roxas had gotten these from, and when he had the time to look for them.

They sat in Silence for a full two minutes, thinking about how Roxas had given so unselfishly. Xinck broke the silence, "I feel like such a Bastard."

"Me, too." Axel replied. He sighed, "Well, let's go make things right." He stood up on the ledge of the Clock Tower and slipped on his new Glasses. He looked good. He reached down and held out a hand to Xinck, who quickly stuffed his new toys in to their box, and they Disappeared into Corridors of Darkness, with Xinck saying, "It's weird that we celebrated Christmas in February."

It didn't take Axel and Xinck long to cheer Roxas up. They said that they really didn't have any money at the moment, but said that for his Present they would pay for all of His Sea salt Ice Cream for the rest of his life..Or until They both died, whichever came first. Roxas couldn't help but laugh.

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DiZ, Riku and Namine

During the forgotten events of 358/2 Days, Namine, DiZ and Riku, played their part, but, sadly, they've forgotten, just as Namine said they would. But Xion, being made from Sora's memories, was absorbed by Roxas after their fight. Roxas absorbed Xion's powers and Sora's stored memories, but it would be impossible for him to recall those memories and Xion's memory, so he went on about his business, unsure of what had happened. Namine, not 100% sure why, continued to restore Sora's memories, but she hit a snag when the remainder of the memories were stored inside Roxas. She told DiZ that she would be able to draw them out, but it would continually become more difficult as He stayed with the Organization and then impossible. DiZ told her to continue to draw Sora's memory from Roxas for as long as she could until he could come up with a plan. Later, when Riku had discovered the whereabouts of The Organization, he and Diz developed a Plan: Since Roxas was continually under the Influence of The Organization and since the Memories that Sora needed were inside Roxas, and the memories were becoming harder and harder for Namine to obtain, they needed to get Roxas away from The Organization until Namine had completed the process. Riku told them that it would be impossible to get Roxas alone to capture him, since Axel and Xinck were always around, so Namine told them that while she was in Roxas's mind looking for the ineccesible Memories, she found a minute memory of Xion. The memory was so small and it wasn't enough for Roxas to remember Xion on his own, but Namine told DiZ and Riku that bit of information and DiZ ordered her to manipulate that Memory to Drive Roxas into their Hands.

Namine, having no real choice, but at the same time wanting Sora to wake up, obeyed and said that in order to use this small memory of this girl to get Roxas would take some time to set up. And in the mean time, Riku said that he will be keeping an eye on Roxas and the Organization, making sure that any plan to make sure Sora wakes up stays safe.

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Yeah that's right, I went ahead and did a Holiday thing, But I HAD to finish it because I started it in December. I'm determined to finish my story, so no matter how long it takes, I'm FINISHING IT! New chapter will be up sometime and after that Chapter, I'll start my.....special Surprise chapters. They're definetly going to keep you interested.

Oh, sure, as if they 20-some odd chapters of pure entertainment haven't kept them hooked.

Wha-..was that Sarcasm? 'Cuz I have a place you can stick your sarcasm.

..Are you talking to me or yourself, because I can't tell anymore.

.....Me either.

EDIT-Really soon I will be deleting the Q&A Chapters.

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