AN:
JK: Okay, this chapter is called Busted! for a reason. If you read, you'll find out.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Kitchi.

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Vexen was getting a little nervous. Demyx hadn't bugged him for quite awhile, and every few minutes, or seconds, he would hear Demyx shrieking in hysterics over something.

(He doesn't have a television, so he can't be watching anything…he doesn't have a computer, so he can't be doing anything on the internet…what in Dark Dive is that boy DOING?) The scientist thought. Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Vexen, it's the Superior."

"Ah. Hello, Superior."

"Vexen, has either you or Demyx been prank called?"

"No. Why do you ask?"

"Because, there's been several prank calls going on within Organization XIII, and we wanted to know."

"Hmm…no. Nothing happened here. But Demyx DID ask to call someone."

"Hang on, No. 4. Let me put you on speaker…lessee…ah! Here you go!"

"Alright. Let me get Demyx in here…" Vexen said, turning around. "Demyx? Demyx, could you come here, please?" Demyx walked in.

"Yo! Ya called?"

"Yes. Use proper language."

"Alright. What up, my homie?"

"WHAT IN DARK DIVE-"

"Hey! Chill! I was just kidding! Jeez!"

"Demyx, I'm the Chilly Academic. I know all about 'chill'."

"Dude, there's something wrong with you…"

"Hmph! Well, Superior, did you have something you wanted to ask Demyx?"

"Yeah. Who did he call? The person on the other end sounded strangely familiar…"

"Demyx? Who did you call?"

"Kit-Kat." Demyx said.

"Kit-Kat…? Oh, right. Kitchi-Chan…Well, I'll just see about that. Hand me your cell phone."

"My phone's MY business!" Demyx snapped.

"Demyx, hand me your phone right now." Vexen said sternly.

"No." Demyx said, sticking his tongue out at the older Nobody.

"Demyx!"

"No!"

"Demyx!" Vexen yelled, reaching over to take the cell phone.

"No! Hands off, you perverted old fart!"

"WHAT? Why you-" Vexen began, reaching down under the driver's seat and pulling a cane out. "I'm not old, you insolent whippersnapper!" Vexen yelled, hitting Demyx upside the head with the cane.

"Ow! Alright! I'll take it back! Here's my god damned phone!" Demyx screamed, tossing the phone at Vexen. Vexen put the cane away and opened Demyx's phone. "You're ANCIENT!" Demyx muttered, rubbing his head. WHACK! "Ow!"

"Alright. Demyx's past calls were…Xemnas, Riku, Xigbar, Sora, Xaldin, Sora, Lexeaus, Sora, Zexion, Saix, Axel, Sora, Luxord, Marluxia, Larxene, Roxas, Kitchi, and Kitchi again. Oh!"

"What is it, No. 4?"

"Demyx…is…Demyx knows sign language?"

"Demyx knows WHAT?"

"I…I don't know…but that…that means…stop…my eyes are on you dying? …Oh…oh…that means…shut up before I strangle you? …My! Demyx is violent! Oh…now he's…oh, that's not very polite."

"What? No. 4, give the phone to Demyx for a minute…"

"Alright. Here, Demyx."

"Yo?"

"DEMYX!" Every member of Organization XIII, with the exception of Kitchi since she's not a member and wasn't prank called, screamed into the phone, which happened to be right next to Demyx's ear.

"Owww…! My ear…!" Demyx said.

"No. 4? You can hang up now."

"Alright, Superior. Good-bye." Vexen hung up and looked at Demyx. "Prank phone calling?"

"Well…I…umm…"

"Room." Vexen said, pointing at the aqua colored door.

"Yes, sir…" Demyx muttered, walking to his room.

"And give me that phone."

"Aww…but, Vexen-"

"NOW!"

"Y-Yes sir!" Demyx said, hurriedly giving the scientist his phone and running into his room. Vexen put the phone in his pocket next to Demyx's mp3 player.

"I swear…kids these days have NO respect for their elders…" Vexen muttered.

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AN:
JK: Poor Ixi-Nii…Oh, yeah. I'm aware that cell phone normally show your last ten calls, but this is a fan fiction and I'm goofing off. NYAH!