Wow, didn't think you guys would like this that much. Man, and I've been having this in my head for about three months, not typing it up on account of thinking it wouldn't get any hits or good reviews. Never know until you try...Maybe I'll do this other one as soon as summer vacation is over...Anywho! I was so psyched when I saw the number of reviews in only one short day! Yay! Thank you reviewers (and to the anonymous reviewers, since I can't reply to your reviews and too lazy to e-mail you, thanks for your suggestions and reviews! Glad you liked!) and thanks for your suggestions! Speaking of suggestions, this one is from Attempting Writing. Thanks! (how many times am I going to say thanks?)And now...
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or Futurama's idea for the 'What If...' machine. (say it with me now!) Okay? Okay.

Oh, one more thing: In the last chapter, I read back through and saw Demyx calling Xemnas No. XIV. If anyone was getting confused or thought I didn't know my Roman Numerals ('cause I hardly don't) it was supposed to be No. 14. I figured since 13 is XIII I just add X in front of IV. If I'm wrong, let me know. (and yes, he was number 14-Who took number 9? A Demyx water clone. Go figure.)

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The three exited the portal with the 'What if' machine in front. Lucky for them, the Organization was already in the main room so there was no need to gather anyone. But apparently, Demyx was still a little shaken over from the previous question result, in fact when Xemnas asked him if he needed help on the mission he issued earlier, Demyx screamed bloody murder, yelling "Nooooooooooo!!! I'll never punish you like that again sir I promise! Don't hurt meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!" Of course Axel just laughed at Demyx's response and Xemnas' confusion. Vexen meanwhile, was ready to test his invention further.

"Vexen, what did you do to make Demyx even more paranoid?" Xemnas asked the scientist, still wondering about No. IIIIX.

"Sir, I did absolutely nothing. He did all of it." Vexen mumbled, saying into the microphone 'Disable Sleep Mode' before whispering in his Superior's ear, "I'll give you the tape later." Walking away from the greatly bewildered Xemnas, he stood before the Organization, a slight joyful look about him. "If you recall"-

"Vexen, why did you bring that? It's a TV in the lower common room." Roxas asked, interrupting the Chilly Academic as he headed for the kitchen craving ice cream. Vexen paid him no mind and tried to continue.

"As I was saying"-

"Yo Roxas! Can you get me a sea-salt cream too!" Luxord called out to the teen, knowing that's why the teen went in there and ignoring Vexen's announcement. Vexen, close to actually losing his cool, tried to continue again.

"About the inven"-

"Yeah Lux! Anyone else want some?" Roxas replied, not noticing Vexen about to pop a blood vessel. He just counted Axel's, Zexion's and Luxord's hands and came back with 23 sea-salt ice cream bars. He handed the nobodies one each and plopped himself down on the couch with the other twenty, happily unwrapping the bar and began to lick it immediately. "Wasn't Vexen gonna turn on the TV?"

Vexen's eye twitched, he took a deep breath and calming himself down so he could talk, he barely said one word before Saix replied to Roxas' question.

"Roxas you honestly think you can devour ALL of those ice creams?"

"Of course! And I don't even get brain free"-

"IF you would recall!" Vexen shouted, thoroughly pissed of all of the interruptions. Everyone stopped what he or she were doing, even the nobodies eating the ice cream, which Roxas noticed, taking his chances and eating theirs. "When I told you all I was working on an invention"-

Axel, noticing his ice cream gone, glared at Roxas and yelled, "Who took my ice cream?!" He would have gotten up if Roxas weren't looking so scared. "Vexen wants me to shut up doesn't he?" the red head asked the blonde, who timidly nodded. Axel looked back to see that Vexen was indeed angered and sat down, still a little amiss over his ice cream.

"I have finished the invention I was working on, and I do believe that this would eventually show us the way to our success. I call it, the 'What if' machine." he said in a proud, confident voice, finally calming himself down. Before he could continue, Larxene interjected.

"Tch, what's so damn special about a makeshift TV?" she laughed, looking at Vexen as if he was an idiot, "What's it supposed to do? Show us how successful only if you weren't here? Ha! I can see that already. This entire thing looks like it capable of doing is nothing but waste my time and be a piece of junk. But hey, at least it's a multitasker!" she giggled at her own words and Vexen's glare.

Vexen sighed. "For your information Larxene, its a machine that, when asked a question stated in a form beginning with 'What if...' will answer it with a"-

"Someone just ask a question already so we can leave!" Larxene interrupted yet again, earning a few snickers and another glare from Vexen.

He sighed, as he always does when he's bothered. "Alright Larxene, then you ask a question since you're so eager to leave." he replied handing her the microphone which she refused, mumbling something sounding like 'I don't want to ask the damn thing nothing...'. Xigbar took the microphone instead. He sat up, placed the large, empty liquor bottle down and spoke into the microphone upside down, his drunkenness made apparent by his hiccupping and slow breathing.

"Heh, I got a quest-hic ion for ya machine Vexy! What if-hic ol' Grape-nuts here got a couple of-hic much needed implants!" he said with a lazy drawl to his voice, staring at Larxene's chest. Of course, she got mad and slapped the shit out of poor Xiggy. Axel, itching to use the machine after witnessing the results of Demyx's question, immediately grabbed the mic.

Glancing at Roxas, he spoke into the mic as if he was DJing, "What about Roxas? I wanna know what'll happen if he can't have ice cream...", finishing the sentence with a sly grin on his face directed towards the blonde, who has already polished off 10 ice creams and started on another one.

"What kind of question is that?!" Roxas shouted, raising the sea-salt to his awaiting taste buds, mouth and tongue completely blue already. Some of the other members were asking why ask an idiotic question as well, but the Chilly Academic paid them no mind.

Actually, Vexen was intrigued. "Hmph, alright. But I should rephrase the question. What if Roxas' allotted consumption of sea-salt flavored ice cream or any for that matter was not allowed for two weeks?" he asked into the microphone, making the screen showcase the swirl of colors before coming into focus. All of the nobodies except Roxas peered into the screen, eager to see the machine in action. The Key of Destiny on the other hand, licked on his ice cream, cursing Xigbar for even asking that question. Who knows, maybe they would cut his consumption of the delicious icy treat, and it'd be all Xigbar's fault. But they wouldn't do that, even if they did, it wouldn't matter that much, wouldn't it?...

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(In the world of What If...)

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I can't believe Venus actually wants some of that disgusting filth these imbeciles called ice cream...

Marluxia thought as he walked down the long hall to the great kitchens of Castle Oblivion. He sighed, walking in and heading straight to the gigantic silver refrigerator. "No doubt the Idiot Trio probably snuck her some and getting her to like the retched bile." he muttered, opening the freezer door searching for the bright blue treat. "I'll have to wean her off it, but for now she can have it. I hate to see my poor Venus Fly Trap so miserable without it...but Venus always seems to be sad when she can't have her way... ... ...I believe I spoiled her... ... ...no, couldn't be..." he muttered, still not finding the ice cream. "Dammit! Where is it? Xaldin just restocked the ice cream supply!" he yelled, slamming the freezer door shut. He thought, glancing up to the ceiling, Who could have gotten 50 pounds of ice cream... ... ...Roxas! He quickly made a portal routed to Roxas' room upon coming to his accusation. When he exited it, he appeared in front of Roxas' bed, which was buried in cleanly licked Popsicle sticks and sticky wrappings.Letting out a sigh of disgust, he summoned his scythe and swung it, generating enough wind to blow some of the wrappings off the bed so he was able to see one lone uneaten ice cream sticking out. He reached for it, failing to pull it out. "Dammit Roxas-this-is-PITIFUL!" he yelled, yanking so hard on the sweet that he pulled Roxas (whose mouth was on the other end of the ice cream) out of the mountain of wrappings. "You've got to be kidding me!" he said, finally looking at the blonde. Roxas was asleep, halfway sucking on the last sea-salt ice cream causing it to melt and leave blue trickles of liquid cream down his chin and onto his cloak. His skin, on the other hand, was amazingly the same shade of blue his favorite ice cream was and almost as cold. Marluxia dropped the ice cream handle, cursing his luck and Roxas. Mad and grossed out, he stormed into another portal routed to the Superior's office.

"Saix... ... ...stop...Someone might come in at any"-

"Superior sir this is madness!" Marluxia shouted, appearing right in front of Saix and Xemnas. Seeing that he came in at the wrong time, he kept quiet but couldn't stop thinking about what he saw. Saix was sitting on Xemnas' desk leaning over kissing Xemnas intensely but immediately stopped when the Graceful Assassin barged in. Xemnas, a little peed that someone stopped their intimacy, broke the silence.

"What is it this time, No. XI?" he asked, still rubbing Saix's lower back. Marluxia, still dazed from the scene, snapped back to reality when he heard the question.

He looked up from Xemnas' hand to his face. "Uhh...yes sir, it's Roxas. He's...gone a little-Who am I kidding he's acting like an addicted, greedy little child!" he said, regaining his composure but only gaining a bored look from his Superior.

"And?"

"Sir, Xaldin just re-stocked our supply for that damned sea-salt ice cream and No. XIII just devoured the last bit of it! In one day mind you!" he yelled, trying to get some kind of reaction besides the emotionless stare and the glare from Saix. "D-don't you think that's...unacceptable?"

Saix leaned closer to his Superior, hoping he would ignore Marluxia as he was and continue but Xemnas edged him back again, making a low snarl come from his lips. "As if anyone cares, you dimwitted pansy. Now leave us."

"Saix, manners," Xemnas said, sliding his hand further down Saix's back and into his pants, "but you do have a point. Where are you going with this No. XI? If Roxas wants the sea-salt ice cream let him have it and get your own."

Trying to avoid Saix's glare, he said to the Superior, "B-but sir, that's just it! He's eaten ALL of the ice cream! And if anyone noticed, he's been constantly eating it, nonstop to where the point that his skin is blue! Hell, he's colder than Vexen!"

Xemnas sighed for two reasons: Saix was VERY impatient and he really didn't care for Marluxia. Edging The Luna Diviner back once more, he fixed his focus on Marluxia and made this statement, "Cut him off for two weeks. No one can have any either. Alert the other members to immediately seize all ice cream confections until further notice. If anyone sees No. XIII about to go out and retrieve some from any other location follow him and make sure he doesn't obtain it. Hopefully if there isn't any in the castle and he can't obtain any from anywhere else, he'll stop being so greedy about it. Happy now?"

The pink-haired one stopped in awe. "Y-yes s-s-s-ir...lovely id-d-dea. I'll put in p-p-place n-now." he was stuttering so badly he caused another snarl to utter from Saix's mouth. He left as quickly as he came, leaving the two to 'continue'.

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Two Days Later…

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"What do you mean you didn't but any ice cream?!" Roxas shouted at Xaldin, who was placing various kitchenwares in the specified cabinets, paying the teen no mind. "I know you hear me you fuzzy freak!" That time Xaldin turned around, two spears already at his side. Roxas backed up, smiling sheepishly. "Uhh...nevermind." he ran out and headed up the stairs to his room. He was full blown running to the other side of his bed, and as soon as he reached it, he pushed his bed to the side and lifted up a trapdoor on the floor. Grinning like a maniac, he jumped down but ran into Axel.

"Axel? What are you doing here, and how did you find this place?! Well, since you're down here you must know about my secret stash. Oh well, as long as you saved some. You did at least save me some sea-salt ice cream?" he asked in a long ramble, mainly to hide his body twitches.

"To answer your questions, Yes, Mansex's orders, I been knew about your spot, and uhhhhhhhhhhhh, nah." Axel stated in a calm tone, grinning.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Roxas asked, looking around the now empty spot. "Where's all my ice cream?!" he yelled turning back to Axel, keyblades in hand.

Axel just laughed. "Come on Roxas, you and me And the rest of the Organization know you've been having wayyyyyyy too much ice cream lately. So, by Superior's orders, you're not allowed to have any for two weeks, got it memorized?" he said to his friend, waving two fingers in the air still laughing. He wasn't expecting Roxas to tackle him out of nowhere like that. "Dah! What the-Roxas"-

"I know you got some sea-salt ice cream Axel!" Roxas yelled, shaking Axel furiously, "I know you have some more so GIVE IT NOW!!!"

"Ro…xas…STOOOOOOPP!" the red head tried to get the crazed blonde off him, but to no avail. "I…don't have any! No one does! Get…off!" At these words Roxas got off, but his anger slowly turned into a frown. "I…can't have any…none whatsoever… … …" his voice trailed off, blue eyes swelling with tears. But they quickly dried up as a HUGE grin crept on his face. "Heh heh, okay. If no one in the castle has any, then I'll just go out and get some! Ha ha! You can't outsmart me!" he yelled, nearly flying out of the trapdoor and out of the castle.

"Great, now I gotta follow him…."

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One Week Later…

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"Damn Demyx! What happened to you?!" Xigbar asked, seeing the Melodious Nocturne limping in on crutches, beaten up badly.

He collapsed on an empty chair, letting his arms fall limply on his sides. "I'm okay, at least Vexen cared for me. Roxas isn't though."

"The hell did he do?"

"Well, I know the Superior told up not to bring…you know what…in the castle, right. But I really wanted some. I couldn't help it, there wasn't anything else to satisfy my sweet tooth. So I went to Radiant Gardens and bought a VANILLA…you know what. It wasn't even that flavor! I didn't take two steps before he came out of nowhere and attacked me. I didn't stand a chance" he sighed, finishing his short tale and winced when Xigbar grabbed one of the crutches and tapped his leg.

"What's wrong with you! Going against Mansex's orders like that…Did Roxas get it?"

"No, I was able to get rid of it before he threw me down the stairs."

"Well, where is he now?"

"Umm… … …after he saw me melt it I think he went back in his room."

"You know since you hyped him back up, we gotta see what he's doing right?"

Demyx sighed again before taking up his crutches. "I know, I know. But you're coming with me, he's a maniac!"

Xigbar laughed, helping the blonde up. "It's Roxas. I would think he's worse off when he's hyperactive and actually HAD some sugar. Come on, what could he possibly be doing?"

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The two nobodies reached No. XIII's room only to hear screams, banging and crashes inside. They looked at each other, then both of them fell to the ground when they heard an extremely loud BOOM, blowing the door off. Xigbar poked his head up only to dive out of the way of the flying ivory white door. When the smoke cleared, both Demyx and Xigbar hesitated before peeking into the room. What they saw was unexpected.

There was blood all over the walls and floors, dripping off and leading a trail all the way to a large mechanic contraption that seemed to be made from various items. The ones that were identifiable was roughly a freezer, two blenders and a hand crank. Sitting beside it was Roxas, finally stopped twitching, grinning madly while holding a bowl to the spout of the machine. What was coming out? Blue soft served sea-salt ice cream.

"Ro…xas… … …What's that?" Demyx said timidly, pointing to the evil looking blood-covered machine.

"This? It's my ice cream maker. Want some?" he asked, filling one bowl and preparing another one.

Xigbar looked at Demyx; Demyx looked at Xigbar. "You know you're not supposed to have any…Don't hurt me!" he squealed, hiding behind The Freeshooter.

"Oh come on, The Superior said I couldn't have any that you had to buy. I didn't but this; I made it. So it's okay." He said before taking a big spoonful and placing it in his mouth. "Try some!"

Xigbar was already in the room with a bowl in his hand, preparing to taste the ice cream. "Well he has a point." He took a small taste, and he immediately his face lit up. "Come on Demyx! It's good, better even!"

"Mm…I didn't get to finish mine…Okay! I want some too! But we gotta hide this from the Superior, okay?" he said to the two, taking a bowl himself. "Agreed?"

"Agreed!" the three knocked their bowls together before taking into the sea-salt ice cream. None of them noticed Vexen's bloodied shield in the corner and a blood-soaked bag next to it saying, 'Ice cream ingredients'.

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All was silent. Roxas even stopped eating the rest of the sea-salt ice cream.

"You used me for your craving?" Vexen asked the teen, backing away form his as if he was ready to kill him any moment. "And you two just stood there and ate me like it was nothing!"

"Vexen…It does make sense, you being ice element and all. Not a bad idea, I'll have to keep it in mind if I run out." Roxas said, starting back on the half melted treat. Vexen was feeling mad yet he was scared of Roxas, thinking he would actually do it if the situation arised.

"Don't worry Vexen, you said yourself it's a 'What if' machine, and it won't necessarily happen." Zexion said in his bored tone, standing up and taking the microphone. "But…it is 99.9 accurate…How about I take over for you while you collect your thoughts, hm?" he said to the Chilly Academic, watching him go to his room in a hurried sort of state.

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Vexen was ice cream, cool. (ha ha!) Poor Vexy, so sorry. Roxas went crazy, and now he's dead. (in the world of What If…)

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