~Neverland~
"Ah, Neverland! It's so peaceful here," announced Demyx.
"Peaceful? What's that yelling?" demanded Zexion.
"Oh, that's just the Lost Boys... running torwards us?" Demyx quickly got confused. "What?! They're running from that guy with the funky hat!"
"You didn't tell me there were pirates here! This is the opposite from peaceful! I'm sick Demyx, I can't be running for my life right now. You're so lucky I don't have control over my powers right now," growled Zexion, but coughing in the end.
"I forgot! We can hide in Mermaid Lagoon!" rushed Demyx.
"I can't swim!" Zexion shouted.
"Or... This cave!" Demyx dragged Zexion into a small opening. "They weren't fighting last time!"
"Demyx, I can't control my powers and you're useless in a fight," Zexion pointed out.
"It's okay. If we hide, they might not see us and we can avoid fighting. Hey! I'm not that useless!" At the last moment, Demyx caught what Zexion had said.
"Yes, you are. You're still lucky," muttered Zexion, darkly.
"Aww! Zexiooooon," whined Demyx. "We can try flying. Go ahead! I can fly, I can fly!"
"I can fly, I can fly?" echoed Zexion.
"Why isn't it working? Oh, wait! We need that little green girl with the dust!" stated Demyx.
"A little green girl? Did you take anything from Luxord recently?" wondered Zexion.
"No! I promise! Her name was... Annebelle? No. Thumbellina? No, not that either. Umm... Tinkerbelle! That's it! She comes and drops sparkly dust on you. Then you can fly!" explained Demyx. "Maybe she'll come if I call her. Tinkerbelle! No, she's not like that chair-dog. Maybe I should... whistle?"
"You've lost it. Open another portal and let's get out of here," sighed Zexion. "I'd do it myself if I could."
"No! No, please! It's tru-" Demyx jumped at the little belle sound Tink made. "Oh! There you are! Can you please give my friend and me some of that sparkly stuff that makes you fly? Thanks!" Demyx smiled as Tinkerbelle gladly showered them in dust.
"Dem?" wondered Zexion, sneezing at the dust.
"I can fly, I can fly!" Demyx starts to lift off of the ground. "See, Zexion! I can fly!"
"I'm not doing that!" panicked Zexion.
"Please, Zexion? If you can't fight, you should at least be able to escape! Every good procrastinator knows that!" begged Demyx.
"I'm not a procrastinator! I don't know how to fly!" Zexion stomped his foot like a child, angry that Demyx would even consider calling him a procrastinator.
"Believe you can, Zexion! The dust will make you fly. I'm flying now aren't I?" Demyx pressed.
"I don't know..." Zexion started to pout. "Stupid fever!"
"Try it, Zexion. Trust me! Have I ever lied to you?" wondered Demyx.
"Yes!" Zexion answered quickly.
"Oh. Umm, have I ever told you to try something that didn't work?" asked Demyx.
"Yes! All the time! Remember we got lost in Narnia last week!" Zexion pointed out.
"Oh, yeah. It was still a fun adventure! You liked it. Trust me! It's real," Demyx tried to convince the stubborn schemer.
"No, I didn't! All that snow got me sick in the first place," reminded Zexion.
"But we got to meet the Lion! There were fauns. How could you not like the fauns?" pouted Demyx.
"They were talking animals, Demyx," Zexion was quickly loosing his patience. "But Mrs. Beaver was nice! She made me tea," stated Demyx.
"While I was running from the wolves trying to protect Xion!" shouted Zexion.
"The tea was good! Xion didn't die! Zexion, didn't you at least like being a guest at the castle? It was so lively! I didn't expect there to be four Superiors. You'd think they'd be nasty and boring like ours," Demyx thought out loud.
"It was too crowded there and the sprites wouldn't leave my hair alone!" stated Zexion.
"But there was food! It was amazing! Who would've thought Mrs. Beaver would make food at the castle too? You and Xion were safe," whispered Demyx.
"You're hopeless," Zexion threw his hands up in exasperation.
"Zexioooon!" whined Demyx.
"Demyx!" Zexion shouted.
"At least no one died!... That was the weirdest world ever. I've never seen a world without heartless before. Do you want to to try to fly? I know!" Demyx snapped his fingers as an idea hit him. "I can show you! Here," Demyx picked up the flailing Nobody.
"Put me down!" panicked Zexion.
Demyx complied, but whined, "Zexion, you need to be able to fly!"
"Get down here and open a portal! I don't fl- Achoo! Stop with the dust!" Zexion tried to swat away the little pixie.
"Hey!" Demyx gently cupped his hands around Tinkerbelle to protect her. "Zexion, please try!"
Zexion whined at the nocturne, "Fineeeee! I can fly, I can fly!"
Zexion closed his eyes as he started to float up. Demyx let go off Tink and did a fist bump.
"Yes! Zexion, you're flying. I told you it was real!" Demyx said excitedly.
"I'm not opening my eyes!" stated Zexion.
"Please? Zexion, you're actually doing it. Knowing you're flying is an awesome feeling!" Demyx tried to reassure the Schemer.
"What if I fall, Dem?" whispered Zexion.
"You won't! I promise! The dust will keep you flying so long as you believe," explained Demyx.
"O-okay," sighed Zexion, as he slowly opened his left eye.
"What do you think?" wondered Demyx, with a huge smile.
"That we should get out of here," whispered Zexion.
"Aww! Don't be like that. We're safe here," Demyx said before shrieking at the sight of Captain Hook's boots stomp past.
"Let's go! Where should we hide?" Zexion hissed as he shook Demyx's arm roughly.
"Umm, let's scoot back farther inside the cave. If we're quiet..." facepalm, "... they shouldn't find us. They're not even lookimg for us specifically..." Demyx gently lead Zexion farther into the cave.
"I can't fight right now and you're useless," Zexion deadpanned.
"S-so?" squeaked Demyx.
"This better work or I'll find something else to throw at that big head of yours," muttered Zexion.
Demyx tried to contain his yelp of fear.
"Shhh!" Then Zexion thought of their consequences, "Hey, Dem. I kinda just thought of something."
"What is it, Zexion?" wondered Demyx.
"When the Superior finds out and he will. We're sooooo dead." Demyx gasped and Zexion continued, "Eventually he'll start sending the others to retrieve us and then Vexen will force me to take that horrible stuff he claims is medicine. We're in soo much trouble and I can't do anything aboug it right now."
Demyx just stares at Zexion in stunned silence. Zexion sighs as he tries to think of an idea.
"I'm going to regret asking this, but do you have any ideas?" asked Zexion. "Well, I figured that we could fly around and escape the pirates. They can't fly, so we should be safe. They can only fire their cameras," stated Demyx.
"Cameras?" wondered Zexion.
"Uh, I meant cannons. I was close! Cameras are in Twilight Town, after all!" Demyx rushed.
"They have cannons!?" demanded Zexion.
"... Yeah. The worst they can do is shoot us down from the sky and then kill us with their swords," Demyx said slowly.
"I don't want to die! I want my heart back!" shouted Zexion.
Demyx gulped and said, "Yeah. Same here. Well, we could probably avoid them if we fly fast! They're after the Lost Boys and that one kid in green. They should leave us alone. The only problem is that you look like a Lost Boy and I look like I could be... on the captain's crew! Zexion, what if I pretend that I captured you? That can be our backup plan if they find us!"
"That's a horrible idea. I'm not going to play along with that," stated Zexion, firmly.
"Zexion, if they find us, they might kill us! If we die, we'll lose our chance to get our hearts back!" Demyx pointed out.
"I know that!" shouted Zexion.
"What do you suggest? Could we outwit them?" wondered Demyx.
"I could, but I'm not sure about you..." started Zexion.
"Oh. Hehe..." Demyx scratched his head nervously before continuing, "Could you make me look like a tree or something with your shadows?"
"I'm sick, Demyx. I can't control my powers," reminded Zexion.
"Oh, yeah. What if we..." Demyx tapped his finger on his chin in thought. "What if we pretend I'm sick? If the pirates see us, you can talk your way out of it while I act like I'm too sick to comprehend what is happening?"
"I doupt you'll need to pretend to be sick to not know what's going on," smerked Zexion.
"Yea- Hey! Zexion, why would you SAY something like that?!" Demyx sniffled in fake offendedness.
"I know your faking. It's true," stated Zexion.
Demyx stuck out his bottom lip in a pout and continued to sniff. Zexion just stared at the nocturne.
"Still don't believe you," Zexion pointed out.
"Oh, Zexion! I am wounded!" Demyx over dramatically placed his hand over his chest.
"We don't have hearts," whispered Zexion.
"I keep telling you that we do have hearts!" pouted Demyx.
"Sure," Zexion rolled his eyes in mock agreement.
"Yep! Oh, wait. You weren't serious," frowned Demyx.
"You learn quick," sighed Zexion.
Demyx and Zexion sat in the dark cave. They waited for a long time, just to make sure the pirates would not find them.
"Hey, Demyx, how long are we going to hide in here for? It's getting cold," Zexion tried not to shiver.
"Uh, I guess we can leave now if the coast is clear." Demyx peeked out if the cave. "It looks fine to me!"
Zexion stood up and waited behind Demyx. The Nocturne took his hand and slowly lead him around the cave. They made it out of the cave and there was no signs of pirates. A soft sound made Zexion turn around.
"Umm... Demyx?" wondered Zexion.
"Yes?" pressed Demyx, when Zexion did not continue.
"Tell me that's my fever playing tricks on me and not Saïx down there," whispered Zexion.
"Okay! New world," gulped Demyx, as he got ready to open another dark corridor. "A whole new world!"
"Agrabah? That's not a good idea," Zexion caught on quickly. "Right. Where do you suggest? We could go to the Dwarf Woodlands! They have some tiny little guys there. You'd feel so tall!" smiled Demyx.
Zexion muttered under his breath, "I'm not that short."
Demyx laughed at the schemer. "Well, let's go to the Dwarf Woodlands then! Saïx won't expect us there," announced Demyx.
"How'd he know to go to Neverland though?" wondered Zexion.
"I don't know. A hunch, maybe?" suggested Demyx.
"I am hungry, Demyx," stated Xion, as she left her hiding place.
"I brought a snack, Xion. You can have so- Xion?! What are you doing here?!" demanded Demyx in shock.
"Roxas?" called Zexion.
"Why aren't you with Roxas?" asked Demyx.
"He's hiding behind that tree," Zexion pointed to a tree with spikey blond hair sticking out.
Demyx facepalmed and asked, "Roxas, you're here, too?"
Roxas slowly left his hiding place and stood next to Xion. The twins looked at them for a moment before Xion confessed, "I might have taken Zexion's Lexicon and read it."
"What!?" demanded Zexion.
"Maybe that's how Saïx knew to come here," sighed Demyx.
"Hey! Are we just going to ignore the fact Xion was able to read my Lexicon?" Zexion wondered angrily.
"Well, you're sick, so it might have been affected. 'Member when I got sick and Sasha soaked Axel's room?" wondered Demyx.
"I thought you did that on purpose," muttered Zexion.
"Come on! It was an accident. Larxene's room was next. Would I willingly make that little witch mad? Scaaary!" Demyx shuddered at the memory.
"Maybe not, but you are an airhead," stated Zexion.
Demyx mumbled, "Only sometimes..."
"Or most of the time," whispered Zexion.
Demyx sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. He looked around for a good spot to open a dark corridor and pulled Zexion there. Roxas and Xion followed closely.
"Can we hurry? I would like a safe place to rest," yawned Zexion.
"Hey, Zexion? Are we in trouble?" wondered Xion.
"Not unless the others find you two out here with us," Zexion shoke his head.
"Okay," Xion sighed in relief.
Demyx opened a dark corridor and started to push the others through. Zexion shouted for him to be careful, but Demyx had spotted Saïx getting closer. He was not ready for whatever punishment was waiting for them.
