After about three hours of traveling through space, almost everyone was restless. Larxene was apparently finding kicking Marluxia's seat repeatidly entertaining.

"Damn it, Larxene! Stop it!" Marluxia hissed for the ninth time. She kicked the seat again. He sighed, grumbling to himself as he looked out the window.

Meanwhile, Axel, not so angry anymore, wondered why the seat in front of him was vacant. (He wasn't there to see, er, that, lucky for Saix). He tilted his up towards the plain white ceiling and started thinking about why he was on the bus.

"This sucks," he thought, a frown crossing his face, his thoughts drifting away from the Seventh. "Hey, Demyx," he said without any emotion, still stairing at the ceiling.

"Mmm?" answered a dozing Demyx.

"What happened to Saix?" Axel asked.

"I'm sure our blue-haired friend is hiding in the bathroom," Demyx said sleepily, his eyes still closed.

Meanwhile, in the back of the bus: "For God's sake Saix! Get out of the bathroom! I need to go!" screamed Xaldin, pounding heavily the door.

"Why?" Axel asked, turning his attention from the ceiling to the ninth.

"Xigbar started one of his tapes. Now leave me alone," Demyx answered, shutting his eyes tighter..

"What do you mean?" Axel questioned further.

"Go talk to Luxord. Make sure Larxene dosen't hear," Demyx answered, trying to sleep again.

While Luxord explained to Axel the incedent in the garage, Xemnas was having a little trouble driving. Xigbar walked through the pilot's door, a lit ciggerette in his mouth.

"Xigbar! You know you're not supposed to smoke! Remember our talk about secon hand smoking?" Xemnas scolded.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," said the second, dropping the ciggerrete on the floor and stepping on it.

Xemnas shot a glare at Xigbar. "Your going to have to clean that up. But it matters not now. Yes, the reason I called you in here. You see I keep getting these weird transmitions. Listen,"

Through the radio, Xigbar could hear high pitch chattering.

"God, how can you deal with it?" Xigbar said with hatred for the tiny voices on the otherside of the radio.

In the ninth seat, a pretending to be asleep Demyx's ears perked up. "Dang, what is that voice?" he thought. "Launching weapon in three... two... What's that supposed to mean? Who's talking?"

With a deafining explosion, A gummi missle smashed into the rear of the Organization Thirteen bus, The ship went plummeting downward. Screams and shouts filled the air as the aircraft fell out of the sky to the planet below which was... Disney Castle.

"No! God, no!" cried Demyx. "The backround music here is horrible!!! Nooooooooooooo!"

Everyone silenced and looked at Demyx. (Saix even peeked out of the bathroom)

"Oh, uh, yeah" Demyx muttered shyly "Only people with freakishly good hearing, like me, can hear backround music,"

"Oh..." chourused everyone.

Then they went back to screaming. (and Saix went back to the bathroom)

Alright! I'll be working on a ton of chapters because I'm on break. So just keep reading and reviewing. If you see any mistakes, just say and I can change it.

Thank you everyone who reads this,

DCB0428