Ah ha. The Epilogue. Damn, I've don't a lot of typing this past week, and my wrists hurt; fans of the story, you're lucky that I enjoyed writing it and had an ending thought out, otherwise it never would have finished, or even gotten on the way to getting finished.

To the Reviewers: Many thanks. I really appreciated your comments on the story and enjoyed reading what you guys had to say.

I was watching The Shining while writing this. That is a truly magical movie. Really. Jack Nicholson plays a wonderful psychopath. I've been trying to get my hands on the book for months, but I guess I'll just have to resort to buying it; which wouldn't really bother me in the least.

Don't own Kingdom Hearts, although it's a nice dream.

Sorry for the out of characterness in the chapter.

Luxord and Xigbar have just gone down the canyon, across the valley, and through the forest of evil, evil trees to the Quikki Mart. They've just ordered and received their delicious, frozen dairy treats and are sitting down at a table in the dining section of the Quikki Mart, which is like a mini mall. The Quikki Mart is a mini mall? Who would've known. And here is where we join our heroes.

(The author thinks the design made by the X's is pretty.)

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Luxord and Xigbar pulled up chairs at a table in a secluded corner of the dining area of the Quikki Mart, because they don't really like the locals. They're kind of creepy.

"So, how can you eat that stuff?" Xigbar asked. "I mean, dude, it's, like, totally sugar-free. Like most other people, I can endure fat-free, but sugar-free? Man, that shouldn't even be legal."

Luxord sipped his delicious (even it is both sugar- and fat-free) smoothie through a straw. "Unlike you with your stick thin body and super-powered metabolism, I gain weight. Plus, my doctor says I should lay off the sugar, otherwise I could develop high-blood sugar which causes diabetes."

"Dude, if you keep drinking shit like that you're gonna end up with low-blood sugar," Xigbar remarked with a grin. Luxord looked up from his smoothie.

"Hmph. At least it's healthy for me, and it tastes good. It's sweetened with Splenda™, which is made from su--"

"Shiiiiiiit," The Freeshooter cut in rudely.

"No, gahddemmit! It's made from sugar. I mean, I could be damaging my body by eating fatty ice cream, like yourself," Luxord rolled his eyes and looked at Xigbar who was in mid-lick on his vanilla ice cream cone when Luxord said that.

"Hey, man, I'm not damaging my body. Ice cream," he took this time to point at his cone, "is loaded with calcium and iron and whatever else. It's gotta be good for me."

"Ice cream doesn't have iron, it has B-vitamins in it." The blonde rolled his eyes again.

"Well, whatever. It's not like I care. All I know is that it's good for me." Xigbar then took a rather large bite off the top of his ice cream cone and smirked at his current traveling companion.

"It's only half-good for you."

"Whatever, dude, I still like it. Doesn't matter to me; shouldn't matter to any Nobody, for that matter. And besides, ice cream is kickin'."

"'Kickin'? Is that part of your 'accent', too?" Luxord asked with a touch of sarcasm, while waggling his fingers when he said 'accent'.

"What do you mean by my 'accent'?" Xigbar raised an eyebrow and took a bite of his ice cream.

"O, you know, it's not a real accent. I mean, you're just talking like some surfer. That's no accent."

"Okay, chap, just because you and Xaldin have foreign, British or whatever accents, doesn't make my accent fake!" Xigbar was actually getting offended; well, about as offended as anyone without a heart can get.

"Whatever, dude, you're like, what? Forty-three and you talk like you're Demyx's age! Drop it! Start acting like a mature adult," Luxord said, trying to get Xigbar to act like him: a gentleman.

"Yeah, like you're mature… it was your idea to hang Zexion on that coat rack…" the older man mumbled.

"Hmm?" Luxord asked while sipping his smoothie.

"Nothing, just said my accent wasn't fake," he lied. "But, if you wanna talk about fake, check out Saïx's hair. No way is that his natural hair color."

Luxord started laughing, and then choking on his smoothie. "Yes, I know what you mean. He has to dye it."

At this time, Larxene walked by for some reason or another, and started laughing. They gave her a funny look.

"What are you laughing for, biaaaaaatch?" Xigbar asked her, emphasizing the 'a'.

"Don't call me that!" she yelled and threw a kunai at him. He ducked and it him some nameless guy, behind him, in the throat. At that point, the man started choking for breath and clutching at his neck. He pulled the knife out of his neck and started bleeding all over the place, but passers-by just ignored him. The man died and the only response to his death was a message over the P.A. system saying 'Clean up team needed in the food court'. "And I was laughing about how gay you two look and sound."

Xigbar and Luxord looked to each other with blank expressions on their faces for about seven seconds, and then burst out laughing. "O, dear, Larxene, why do we look that way to you?" asked the blonde.

"You two were talking about someone's hair color. And you're sitting across from each other, like a couple."

"O, yeah, Saïx, dude. There's no way his natural hair color is blue! And it's better than us sitting next to each other."

Larxene laughed and pulled up a chair between the two of them. "That's something I can agree with," said The Savage Nymph, as she reached over and took Luxord's smoothie.

"You filthy harlot, give that back!" he yelled at her. It's Larxene that he's talking to, he doesn't have to be a gentleman to her. He reached over and tried to take it back from her, but she started drinking it before he could get a hold of it.

"Ugh--O my--Eew! What the fuck are you drinking?" she asked, as she gave the smoothie back to Luxord with a look of utter distaste on her face.

"Our Bri'ish friend here drinks fat- and sugar-free smoothies," Xigbar explained to her.

"Damn, Luxord, you're even more of a girl than Marluxia."

"The only reason I drink my smoothies like that is because I'm trying to avoid high-blood sugar. My doctor says to, and weren't we talking about something else, before we got onto the subject of my eating habits?"

"Yeah, Saïx's hair is dyed," responded the Freeshooter. "Axel's is proba--Hey! Bitch!" Larxene had just taken his ice cream and now sported an evil grin, while eating it. "That is so not even cool--and it's kind of gross! I licked that!"

"Still tastes good."

"Come on, Larxene… he's old and gross. Do you really want his spit in your mouth, it's practically frenching him…" Luxord said to her, and Xigbar raised his eyebrow. The conversation went on with little squabbles like this and they talked more about who else dyed their hair, or who used too much hair gel, or who had the best whatever. Despite how they look on the outside, the Organization is really just a big happy family. They're like children, that fight and beat each other and throw sharp objects at each other, for revenge (and sometimes fun). A big, happy, dysfunctional family.

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The Pride Lands

The Setup: Axel is setting the jungle part of the oasis on fire and laughing maniacally at the monkeys. Demyx is over flooding the pool part of the oasis, while Marluxia whines about burning the foliage. Roxas sits on the top of the cliff (ya know, with the waterfall flowing off of it) with Luxord, playing Go Fish. Down below, the two can year Axel yelling at the monkeys.

"Yahaha, that's right! Burn, motherfuckers! That's what you get for throwing bananas at me! Die! Burn!"

"Axel, settle down!" Demyx yelled at him.

"Jeez, Axel sure does get worked up over burning things…" Roxas sighed. "Got any twos?"

"Go fish. Yes. They're just monkeys. They probably didn't mean anything by throwing the bananas at him. Do you have any aces?" Roxas handed over both his aces, and Luxord laid his remaining cards down. "I win."

"You always win," Roxas said. "I don't even know why I bothered playing. I should be helping them torture the monkeys."

"Yeah, that's what this whole 'field trip' was for, torturing the monkeys."

"So, what are you gonna do when you get back home? Start a new card collection?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to do. This pack, though, I'm going to keep in a locked case, with unbreakable glass, on display, bolted to my desk." Luxord smiled, and then his jaw dropped at what he saw.

"Axel set the jungle on fire! Run! Run away!" Demyx yelled as he ran towards them.

"I'm going to fucking kill you! I told you to control your fire! But no! You set the goddamn trees on fire! And no one's going to be able to help them, now, either! You bastard!" Luxord could tell that was Marluxia, the flower-obsessed fruit.

"Shut the fuck up! I didn't know jungles would burn so well! The plants aren't dry!" Axel.

Roxas opened a portal leading back to Castle Oblivion, and everyone ran in, back to safety. Luxord's dysfunctional family. Yes. He (sort of) liked them all. But he'd be damned if he was going to let the next person that stole any of his cawds survive.

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The End.

Yes. Sadly, this is the end. I may write in the future, but I can't guarantee anything will be as good as this.