Yeah, decided just to update this now anyway. Other chapter is too short.
And, yeah, I still don't own any of this stuff, save for the rag doll, Rozie, that thingy in her room, etc. etc. etc.
Oh yeah! And, if anybody is offended by my use of the word "midget," can you tell me and also tell me what the right word to use is? I totally forget if that's an equivelent to, like, me calling somebody a "fag" or a "retard" with negative conotations. Thanks!
Anyway. Moving along.
Chapter 3
"A Devious Plan: Now in Motion!"
Flowers. Rabid flowers in the moonlight. Everywhere, We tell you, EVERYWHERE. Indeed, it seemed that Xaldin had contracted Rabies from the Beast and given them to Marluxia's flowers. Marluxia had run from his room screaming and crying and flooding the hallway, afterwards Demyx had run past singing, "Dance, tears, dance!" while playing his sitar. Then he screamed in fright as Xigbar shot at his feet yelling, "Dance, Demyx, dance!" Zexion then came bursting through the door, eyes wide and emo with a crazed smile on his face, and yelled, "MY WRISTS ARE FINALLY BLEEDING BLACK BLOOD!" After which, he ran off after Marluxia, crashing through the tears that had turned into harem dancers to distract Xigbar and allow Demyx to escape.
Roxas raised an eyebrow, then turned to Axel. "Where is you said we were going again?" Axel tugged on his collar, then rubbed the back of his head.
"Um...I know I said we were going to do was go kill Luxord for not giving me my munny for that bet, but..."
"Yes, Axel?" Roxas replied angrily. This wasn't the first time he had done this sort of thing. He remembered, a little over a month ago, Axel had said they were going to pick up some eggs and milk so they could bake cookies, but had dragged him along to a strip club. How had he tried to smuggle the 15 year-old in? Axel had said that Roxas was his 45-year-old midget friend. So Roxas had tried to rip Axel's head off. Axel had run far, far away, but then Roxas had tried set fire to building with the power of light. That hadn't worked, so now Axel just called him midget to heckle him.
"Uh...Larx and Roz kinda..."
"Yes?"
"Yeah, well, they, um..."
"AXEL?"
"They-invited-us-over-for-a-get-together-and-I-didn't-know-if-you-wanted-to-come-or-not-so-I-said-you'd-come-so-I-wouldn't-be-alone."
Silence.
Luxord, who had been in the other room chuckling and counting his reward money for bringing Demyx to Xigbar so he could continue to shoot at him, suddenly heard a rather loud scream, then a crash, followed by...
"AAAAAXXXXEEEEELLL!"
Axel lay on the floor bleedng. He sat up, licked his wounds, then shouted, "What the fuck was that for, you midget bastard?"
"I dun wanna go to no wussy B'Girl party!" Roxas wimpered. Suddenly, rather large Rag Doll came running down the hallway, and after it came Vexen, who the two other young men guessed was chasing it. Suddenly, it disappeared through a wall.
"Dammit!" Vexen cursed.
"Ah, another experement gone awry, Vexi?" Axel asked as he stood.
"Yes," the ugly, gaunt blonde man who looked as though he'd been on crack for the past ten years -- er, the other guy said. Vexen then shot a nasty look at Us, following which We slowly backed away for fear of physical and/or emotional harm.
"Ergh, let's just get outta here," Roxas said as he grabbed Axel's arm and led him away. He gave him a quick glance. "I've changed my mind about trying to kill you for dragging me along since you are my best pal and I love you. You owe me one, though." Axel broke the fourth wall and looked at all the fangirls.
"It's totally platonic love though," he said to them. "Commit that to memory."
Roxas eyed him warily. "Glad you didn't say 'Got it memorized.'"
"Yessum," Axel replied, his eyes wide and silly, "I've been trying to cut back on it, since they all over quote me."
"Who over quotes you?" The shorter boy asked.
"Er, never mind," The red-head replied dismissively, "We're gonna be late!"
After he said that, he grabbed his confused young friend's hand and ran down the hall towards Roz's room.
"Okay, so, that's the plan then, right?"
Rozex and Larxene were leaning over a rather large piece of paper with a great amount of odd little doodles and notes.
"Right," the brunette replied and gave her blonde-haired accomplice a high-five. "Keep 'em here awhile, mess with them, then break out the alchohol."
Larxene nodded. "I stole some of Mansex's good crap for the night, so..." she took out a stash of expensive looking bottles with pricey looking drinks in them. "This good?"
"PERFECT!" Rozex shouted. "We got totally awesome stuff AND we stole from Mansex! Hawtness!" She punched the air in victory.
Then there was a knock at the door.
Both girls froze and stared at it. Then they stared at eachother as though begging for the other one to do open it instead of them. Finally, Larxene won the silent fight and the younger girl had to go answer the door. She pulled it open quickly. "Hi -- um..."
On the other side of the door, Axel and Roxas appeared to have been haveing a silent fight of their own, as Roxas was using a potion on his fresh black-eye and Axel appeared to be trying heal a bleeding lip.
"Ah!" Axel cried. "Er, hi, Rosexy... er, Rozex." Roxas eyed his pal with a strange look.
"Erm..."
"Oh yeah!" Rozex exclaimed, then changed her mood. "Both of you, come in." She winked at them, then grabbed their arms and dragged them inside. She sat them down on the couch beside Larxene, who immediately began stroking Axel's hair. The red-headed young man's eyes widened, then he stared at Roxas in hopes for some help.
"You're the one who got us into this, you ass," Roxas mouthed. Axel narrowed his eyes.
"Midget," he replied silently. Roxas beagan to fume, and was ready to rip Axel's trachea out when a voice resounded from the doorway to th kitchen.
"Kay kay!" Rozex re-entered the room after closing the door and clapped her hands together. She then plunked herself down between Roxas and Axel. "So, how're you boys doin' today?"
"Er, pretty good, I guess..." Roxas looked around the room for an idea of conversation. There was a frightening wall hanging that depicted two fat little cherubs with sickeningly cute faces, large sparkly eyes and horrible anatomy that was no doubt the artist's "style" picking pink flowers. However, it took a keen eye to even spot it, as there was a rather large flower obscuring the observer's view of it.
"Marluxia sent that to me." Roxas jumped at the sound of Rozex's voice.
"It's...er...lovely. Very cute," he replied quickly, even though he though he would rather die then look at it again.
Rozex raised an eyebrow. "You really think so? I though it was terribly disgusting, but, being the terribly polite person I am, I hung it up while he was still there. And, him being the terribly plant loving person, let me put that unnaturally large geranium in front of it," she took a moment to observe it's features, then shivered. "It still gives me the creeps to wake up and have them staring me in the face."
Roxas nodded. "I think I'll likely have nightmares tonight just thinking about it," he said. Suddenly, Rozex remembered the plan. She winked at Larxene (Axel didn't see the wink, as he appeared to still be terribly frightened from Larxene's affectionate petting), then turned to Roxas again.
"Maybe if you had someone with you, you wouldn't be so scared?" she said in her boys-adore-me voice. Larxene snorted out quiet laughter.
Roxas laughed, then shook his head. "No, it's not that frightening," he replied.
Damn, Rozex thought angrily though laughing politely in return, That really went over his head, didn't it?
"So, um, Roz..." Axel seemed to have got his voice back, though Rozex was sure that had something to do with Larxene giving up on petting his hair and was now just hugging his arm. "What's your element?"
Good, personal information intrest, she thought slyly. Why hadn't she thought of this before? "Oh, um, mine's...Oh, it's a little embarrassing," she said while pushing her hair behind her ear and staring at the floor.
Roxas smiled. "No need to be embarrassed," he replied, "It can't be worse than Marluxia's."
"Er, no, it really might be..." she said while shaking her head. Was it really?
"C'mon, tell us!" Larxene chimed in. Rozex had forgotten she hadn't told anyone yet. This could be very embarrassing...
"Erm...well...I think Mansex mighta been drunk or something, so I'm gonna go check to see if it's right tommorow morning..." Maybe it was that bad...
"He probably was," Axel replied, "If you're gonna get it changed, it won't matter anymore."
"Fine!" Rozex finally agreed, "It's, um, well... it's Internets." No, it wasn't. Just hilarious.
The other three lol'd. Rozex tried to hold back laughter, but she needed to keep on acting cute and defenceless.
"Internets?" Larxene said while laughing loudly. "What is that?"
"Honestly, I have no idea," Roxas answered in the same fashion.
"Maybe it's got something to do with the internet?" Axel suggested while trying to calm himself.
"No, actually, it doesn't do anything," Rozex replied with mock-sadness. "I'm a total faliure."
"Aw, no you're not," Axel said comfortingly. "I bet you'll be really powerful when he gives you your real element."
Rozex jumped at this opportunity to grab the red-headed man's hand. "You really think so?" Axel blushed and started muttering non-sensical things about fairies and whales living together in harmony, about little mice that lived in mushrooms with spider silk curtains and clothing, about how AOL CD's that come in the mail make really damn good coffee coasters, and about how in the great food fight of three weeks ago, Zexion had got a nose full of spaghetti. Roxas gave him his "WTF?" look and then turned to Rozex again.
Oh yes, and on a side note, We think it is very funny for Axel to blush and get nervous around girls since he hasn't got a heart and should be emotionless. Like Shexion- er, Zexion. Anyhows, back to Roxas.
"Yeah, Roz. I mean, everyone in the Organization has to be really powerful, or Mansex doesn't let you join," he said while smiling.
"Oh, thanks, Roxy!" she cried while glomping him. Roxas's eyes widened at this non-prompted and very sudden physical contact. Rozex saw this, then snuggled into the crook of his arm.
"Er... Roz?"
"Yeah?"
"I, um, can't breathe properly."
Damn this guy's a tough nut to crack. "Oh! Sorry," she replied while releasing him.
Larxene chuckled silently. "Hey, you boys want anything to drink?" She asked. "We have all sorts of good stuff that we...erm...borrowed from the Boss."
"Oh, good idea!" Rosex replied while clapping her hands together and pulling out a large, half-empty crystal bottle.
Axel grinned and nodded, but Roxas just stared in horror. Last time Axel had been drunk off of that very same stuff, the walls of the bathroom had been soaked in vodka. And yes, We did know you knew this already from the first chapter when Axel was thinking about what he did to torture the poor bathroom. However, you didn't know that Demyx had then come in to use the facility and Axel had challenged him to a Pokemon battle to the death. Demyx had accepted for some reason, and ended up being Flamethrowered into the ground. Axel had then burned all of Zexion's emo poetry, and turned all of Marluxia's "babies" AKA flowers to ash. Axel had sustained minor injuries.
Anyway, back to topic.
"No," Roxas said, shaking his head, (Ooh! A Rhyme!) "Axel isn't drinking anything. Nothing at all."
"Aw, why not?" Axel grinned. Roxas sighed.
"Okay, first off -- you are a violent, frightening drunk. Second -- you VOMITED ON LARXENE LAST TIME!" the blonde boy shouted. "She'd be crazy to be in the same room as you when you're drunk. Utterly, completely, crazy."
Larxene gagged, and Axel laughed nervously. "Heh heh, did I really do that...?"
Rozex leaned over and whispered in the blonde girl's ear, "Swallow it." She then turned to the two boys, and said, "Well, one or two drinks couldn't be that bad, right?"
Roxas scratched the tip of his nose with his index finger. "Well..."
"Drinks all around!" Axel cried as he poured out amber liquid into everybody's glasses. Or Nobody's glasses. Whatever sounds more interesting.
However, little did anyone know the danger and drunkeness that lay ahead. For, as it seems, "one or two" will always turn out to be "two bottles each."
'Kay, fast forward to the next morning. Well, WE can, but YOU all have to wait for the next update. xD
It's good to be queen.
