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Chapter 3 -- The Club is Established
Axel stood staring at Xaldin in disbelief for a while. Zexion continued sorting tea bags, while Demyx, Roxas, and Marluxia all watched the dark-haired Nobody in fear.
"You don't think it's a good idea?" Axel finally said, with a hint of disappointment in his voice.
"No! That's the most pointless idea I've ever heard of!" replied Xaldin angrily. "Why would we waste our time charming girls when we could just fight them and take their hearts!" The Nobody turned and was about to walk out the door when the rest of the club began protesting.
"But Xaldy! We need a wild type and you're perfect for it!" Demyx begged. "You could be my partner like Honey and Mori!"
"You have a pretty good fanbase so far, Xaldin!" exclaimed Marluxia. "You could greet your fans!"
Xaldin turned to glare at them both. "I don't even know who Mori is. And I don't care about my fanbase. There are more important things to worry about."
"Zexion, say something! You're smart; you can say convincing stuff!" Axel begged the grey-haired Nobody. Zexion glanced up at him with amusement.
"Too much work, and I really don't care," he said, and he went back to his tea bags.
Axel sulked off in the corner as Xaldin left the room and returned to his meditation. Demyx and Marluxia looked completely dejected. Roxas was about to agree with Zexion; he didn't quite care himself, since he had been forced to join this stupid club.
Marluxia finally spoke up. "Well, you think we could try to get Lexaeus as our wild type?"
"Are you kidding? He's so ugly!" Demyx said. "I don't even think he has a fan base!"
Roxas sat down on a couch and secretly hoped that Axel would decide to disband the host club. However, Axel finally got up from moping and made an announcement.
"Okay, this will be harder than we thought," said Axel, "but we'll get Xaldin to join whether he wants to or not!" Demyx and Marluxia looked up with excitement. "We'll just have to bribe the Whirlwind Lancer to join us. But first we must find his weakness!"
Zexion spoke up. "As a wind element user, I assume he's weak against..."
"No, not THAT kind of weakness!" Axel thought for a bit. "Like, his favorite thing in the whole wide world that would instantly give him no choice but to join or be miserable for the rest of his non-existance!"
"We're Nobodies. He wouldn't get miserable," Zexion reminded him, but Axel once again ignored him.
Demyx perked up. "I know! We'll get Xigbar to join the club! Then he'd have to join so he can make sure that Xigbar doesn't get taken by someone el..."
"NO! I wouldn't wish Xigbar on any of those poor girls!" Marluxia protested.
"Marluxia's right. Xiggy would scare off most of our customers," Axel said. "No, we need to provide him with free food or something like that."
"Xaldin likes to cook; he doesn't need free food," Roxas murmured.
The others (except Zexion) looked at the new member with astonishment.
"Roxas, you're a genius!" Axel shouted, running up to him and giving him a big squeeze. "That's my daughter!"
"Daughter? What the heck?" Roxas pushed himself away from Axel.
Axel turned to the other members in triumph. "My daughter here has given me a wonderful idea!" He went back to the front of the room and grinned. "We will make Xaldin our official cook! That way, he'll be able to cook as much as he wants for the lovely young ladies and spread his cooking fame across the worlds!"
Demyx and Marluxia applauded. "All right! Good idea, Roxas!"
Zexion nodded, for he was actually a bit suprised at how intelligent this idea sounded. Probably because bribing was his favorite method to use for getting his way.
The club lined up and proudly paraded out of the break room toward Xaldin's room. Axel knocked loudly on the door and shouted, "Yo, Xaldin! We have a proposal for you!"
The door opened to reveal a tired Xaldin wearing purple PJ's, looking at them in exasperation. "Go away," he said, and he prepared to slam the door in Axel's face.
"We'll let you cook!" Marluxia shouted. "You can cook for us as much as you want, for lots of people!"
Xaldin seemed to perk up at the sound of "lots of people." "How many people?" he asked.
"Oh, depends. Possibly twenty, maybe even fifty if we become really popular!" replied Axel with a big grin. "Just think, spending your free time cooking to your non-heart's desire!"
Xaldin thought carefully for a bit. "You failed to mention this earlier. I didn't realize it was a club involving the fine art of cooking." He looked at Axel and said, "Fine, I shall join your club, but only if you let me cook as long as I want."
"It's a deal!" Axel said, and he shook Xaldin's hand. "We'll see you tomorrow in the break room, then?"
"I suppose so," said Xaldin. "But for now leave me alone and let me sleep." He closed the door, and the other Nobodies ran back to the break room to celebrate.
"That settles it, then!" proclaimed Axel. "The Organization XIII Host Club is established!"