Thus ensues Larxene's first attempt at humilating Axel in front of his fangirls.

Mind Games

Chapter 3

Experimentation

"Larxene, put the camera down." ... "Seriously, Larxene, stop filming me." ... "No, Larxene! That doesn't mean you can film the fangirls either!" ... "Dammit, give me the camera!"

Larxene snickered and pushed her chair back, keeping the camera focused on the group of teenage girls that had gathered outside the window to stare at Axel. "Hi, girls!" she said loudly, knowing it would carry through the cheap window glass. "How are you doing today?"

"Why is Axel out with you?" one girl shouted.

"He should be out with me!" another shouted.

Axel swiped at the camera, missed, and sighed. "Larxene, stop filming my fangirls," he hissed.

Larxene ignored him, reached forward, and punched through the window. "Pay for it, Axel," she saw sweetly, keeping the camera trained on the girls. "You know, I'm only out with Axel to help build his confidence," she said slyly.

"Why?" a girl asked.

Larxene snorted. "Ever since that one experience with Vexen, poor Axel's never had the courage to come out by himself," she explained, putting on a fake sympathic look and voice. "The poor man..." She paused to turn the camera back to Axel and place one hand over one of his.

"What did Vexen do to him?" one girl asked.

"He...experimented...on Axel's lower body, if you get what I mean," Larxene said, holding back the laughter that threatened to flow at Axel's shocked expression.

"Larxene, what the hell?" Axel said, dumbstruck. "When the fuck did that happen?"

Larxene gasped. "He's blocked it out, the poor guy," she said to one girl leaning through a window.

The entire crowd of girls let out a gasp all at once. "Poor Axel..." several muttered.

Axel's eye was twitching. That...little bitch... Vexen's experiments?

"If you really want to know what happened," Larxene continued. "Vexen fucked him inside out."

Two girls fainted. Three started crying at the images of Vexen having sex with Axel, and several started sending him perverted glances. "You know, Axel..." one girl spoke up. "I could remind you what it feels like to be a man."

Axel raised one eyebrow. "Really...?" he said with an air of interest. He repressed a flinch as the heel of Larxene's boot shoot into his shin. "But..ah..I-I can't." He averted his gaze, mentally cursing Larxene out. "You see... That's what Larxene is here for." He smirked, knowing Larxene was staring at him, shocked and angry.

"Oh, am I?" she asked, eyes widened. "Since when?"

"Since right now," Axel answered. He paused, then turned to the flock of girls. "I'm very sorry, girls. Maybe next time." He paused again, then leaned closer. "And..ah... Let's not spread this shit about Vexen about, eh? Keep it to yourselves. Or, better yet, just forget about it for me. Okay?"

The girls sighed dreamily and nodded. "Of course, Axel... Anything for you..."

Axel resumed his previous cocky grin and winked at them, causing many more to faint. "Thanks, girls."

Larxene's eyes narrowed angrily as the girls walked away in a daze, some pausing to help the fainted ones over their shoulders. All right... So he found a way to work that one against me, she thought as the waitress walked to them. But maybe... If I get Axel drunk enough... She smirked as Axel, just as she knew he would, ordered a bottle of the most expensive - and, in his logic, therefore the most achoholic - wine on the menu.

- - - - -

"How about another glass, Axel? It'll make you forget the thing with your fangirls," Larxene said, pouring Axel his eighth glass of wine despite the numerour amount of 'no's' spilling from his mouth. When she handed it towards him, he shrugged, then took it gingerly.

"On second thought..." he muttered, downing the liquid again. "One more couldn't hurt. Right, Larx?"

Larxene nodded, taking note of the fact that Axel's words had begun to slur. "Another one, Axel?"

Axel shook his head, then gladly accepted the drink she yet again poured for him. "What about you, Larx?" he asked after he had drank that glass. "Don' you wan' any?"

Larxene paused, then shrugged. "Sure. Why not? Like you've said so many times yourself, one more couldn't hurt." Axel nodded and she poured herself and him another drink.

"A toast," Axel started, lifting his glass with a shaking hand. "To... .. Wine!"

Larxene forced herself to smile and nodded. "To wine," she drawled.

- - - - -

An hour later, their food was served - along with their third bottle of wine. By this time, Axel was giggling drunkenly at everything Larxene said, even when she insulted him. Larxene herself hadn't even gotten a buzz yet. "And - you're going to love this, Axel," Larxene said, cutting a piece of steak off. "And... He actually drank it. I mean, it was from Vexen! You don't drink things from Vexen!"

Axel nodded, grinning like an idiot, and giggling as he cut his own steak.

"And so Mar was messed up for the next week or so, but damn, it was funny!"

Axel was reduced to hysterical laughter in seconds, bent over his steak, one hand over his mouth to stifle the loud noises.

Larxene grinned. She figured that now he was plenty drunk enough to take out into the streets and film him some more. Maybe... Just maybehe'll do something hilariously stupid that I can humliate him with, she thought as she waved the waitress over to tell her they were ready to leave.

What she didn't know, however, was that Axel was excellent at holding his wine.

- - - - -

This is the best job I've ever done at acting drunk as hell, Axel though giddily as he snorted laughter into his steak. She's buying all of it! He grinned as he remembered his dare from Luxord.

"If she has a good time, Axel, I'll hold my end of the bargin. If not... Well, you know what you have to do."

His grin widened as he snatched the wine back from the waitress and brought it to his lips. Luxord, man... You're going down on this one. There's nothing more fun than getting drunk with Axel!

Ha ha ha. Larxene's little trick nearly worked, if Axel's seduction of the girls hadn't gone that way.

What's Axel going to do with Larx? Well...get her drunk, duh. That's his plan, at least. But who knows how well that's going to fare.