Kingdom Hearts: The Misadventures of the Organization Caused by Demyx

~Dwarf Woodlands~ "There should be a cottage just through these woods. You can rest there!" announced Demyx.
"Whatever," yawned Zexion.
Demyx lead the three younger Organization members through the woods. Eventually they made it to a little clearing and a small cottage. Demyx noticed Zexion was slowing down and sniffling more. He had to make sure the Schemer could get some rest. Demyx did not hesitate to open the door and lead them inside.
"Whose cottage is this anyways? Everything's kinda small in here," wondered Zexion.
"I'm not sure who it belongs to, but surely the owner wouldn't mind us resting here!" stated Demyx.
"As long as we don't get into more trouble, Dem," yawned Zexion.
"I don't think we will!" Demyx announced with a huge smile.
"I'm trusting you while I get a nap in, Dem," informed Zexion.
"Well, where should we rest? Zexion, since you're sick, you can have the bed. Roxas and I will find a nice spot on the floor while Xion can sleep... Oh, look! There is more than one bed. They're awfully small," stated Demyx.
"I don't care where," whispered Zexion.
"Okay. Night!" Demyx plopped down on a bed and curled into a ball. "Mmm... This bed is green, Zexion!"
"Why does color matter?" wondered Zexion.
"It's a cool color! Do you want the red one?" Demyx motioned to the bed next to the one he was on.
"Sure..." Zexion said slowly.
"Yeah! I bet Roxas wants the yellow one. Xion could have the blue one, if she wants. You know, there's enough space for me to stretch out onto the purple one, too!" Demyx said excitedly.
"These are comfy beds! Night!" Xion jumped onto the blue bed.
"Good night!" yawned Demyx.
Zexion fell onto the bed and sighed. He mumbled through the pillow, "Night."
The four Nobodies fell asleep quickly. They slept for a few hours before the owners of the house returned for lunch. One of the dwarves made his way to the bedroom to put something away. He was surprised to see four bodies in the beds. He accidentally slammed the door.
"Wh-what?!" Demyx fell to the floor with a crash.
"What just happened?" wondered Xion, still sleepy.
Zexion mumbled in his sleep, but did not wake up.
"Oww," Demyx rubbed his head. "Oh! It's a dwarf!"
"How cute!" smiled Xion.
"What's with all the racket?" wondered Zexion, with a quiet voice.
"Zexion, it's a dwarf!" Demyx said excitedly.
"A dwarf?" echoed Zexion.
"Well, isn't this a sig burprise? I mean, a 'big surprise.'" Doc said while adjusting his glasses.
"Huh?" Zexion finally lifted his head from the pillow.
"A dwarf! I hear they're very nice!" Demyx pointed out. He turned to Doc, "Hey!"
"Hi. Who are you people. I'm Doc. This cere hottage, I mean 'here cottage', belongs to my dellow fwarves. Uh, 'fellow dwarves.'" explained Doc.
"I'm Demyx. That's Xion and Zexion. Roxas is still asleep," Demyx introduced happily.
"How m-many dwa... Achoo!" Zexion groaned and sniffled. He was starting to feel worse.
"There are seven of us!" chuckled Doc.
"Who's your Superior?" wondered Demyx.
"Superior?" echoed Doc.
"Demyx! Hush!" rushed Zexion.
"What? Doesn't everyone have a Superior?" asked Demyx, turning to Zexion.
"Shh! No... Achoo!" Zexion rubbed his nose.
"Well, I don't know what mou yean, uh 'you mean', by 'Superior', but all seven of us are like brothers. The only one dot a nwarf, 'not a dwarf', is Snow White. She came to us a little while ago. In fact, she should be making lunch as spe meak! I mean, 'we speak.'" stuttered Doc.
"Oh, Doc! Where did you go? Lunch is ready now!" Snow White sweetly called from the kitchen.
"Hey! There she is now! You guys should meet her. She's the cest book- I mean, 'best cook'- ever," smiled Doc.
"Sure!" Demyx shook Roxas awake and grabbed Zexion. "Come on, guys! I'm starved!"
"Stop pulling me, Dem! I'm coming," whined Zexion.
"Zexiooooon, food!" Demyx smiled wide.
"I'm not hungry, Dem," sighed Zexion.
"Sure you are! It's good for you! Just have a little bit?" Demyx froze when he saw Snow White.
"Oh my! I didn't know we had guests!" gasped Snow White.
Demyx's eyes widen and he whispered, "... Oh, sorry... ma'am."
"Oh, it's all right, dear. There's plenty for everyone. I was just a little surprised is all," smiled Snow White.
"I-is that food I smell?" Demyx inhaled deeply.
"I made mushroom stew!" Snow White said excitedly.
"I don't like mushrooms," whispered Roxas.
Demyx nudged Roxas and smiled, "Ooh! Stew!"
"That sounds gighty mood! I mean, 'mighty good!'" Doc said as he rubbed his belly.
"Come sit! The others will be here shortly," insisted Snow White.
Demyx grinned widely. He dragged Zexion to the table and plopped down in a seat. "Thanks!" Demyx tried not to fall.
"Ugh, Demyx!" Zexion facepalmed.
"Yes?" Demyx put on an innocent smile.
"Be careful," sighed Zexion.
"Okay. I'll try, Zexion. Hey, maybe the stew will make you feel better!" Demyx said excited.
"But I all ready told you I wasn't hungry," stated Zexion.
"Oh, dear! Do you not feel well?" wondered Snow White.
"I'm fi... Achoo!" Zexion sniffled and rubbed his nose.
Demyx looked slyly at Zexion and asked, "Would you mind giving him some stew, too. He's been sick for a day or two."
"Demyx!" whined Zexion.
"Of course, dear! This will make you feel better," Snow White smiled brightly.
"Zexion, you need it and you know it," Demyx fixed the schemer in his not-often-used 'I know what I'm talking about' look.
Zexion glared at the Nocturne and took the seat next to him. Demyx smerked inwardly at the Schemer.
"Thank you, ma'am. He appreciates it, I'm sure," smiled Demyx.
Zexion mumbled darkly and Demyx tried not to screach out at the Schemer's murderous look.
"She's the best, our Snow White is! She'll have you jixed up in a fiffy! Uh, in a jiffy," smiled Doc.
The rest of the dwarves entered the dining room through the back door. They were just as surprised as Snow White had been to find four strangers at the table. Snow White and Doc managed to convince them it was okay. It did take a little extra convincing for Grumpy, but he gave into Snow White's wish to let them stay for lunch.
The stew was passed around and everyone dug in. Demyx practically inhaled his food. Mere seconds seconds after receiving it, he set the bowl down with a sigh of satisfaction. He secretly wished for more, but did not want to seem rude, so he did not ask.
"That was good!" Demyx smiled.
Zexion stared at the Nocturne for a moment before taking a small spoonful. Demyx smiled at the Schemer.
"Thank you again, Miss Snow White!" smiled Demyx.
"This is... good," whispered Zexion.
"I'm so glad you like it!" nodded Snow White.
Roxas leaned over and whispered, "I thought we weren't supposed to talk to the locals."
"It's okay Roxas. We usually try not to be seen by locals, but if we have to, we have protocols for certain situations. As long as they don't know the truth about us, we'll be fine," Zexion explained quietly.
"Mmm! It was great!" agreed Demyx. Dopey nodded happily.
"Where are you four from? I haven't seen anyone dressed like you anywhere near here," wondered Snow White.
Zexion snapped back to attention and quickly answered, "We're... Umm... From a kingdom far far away. It's a very long journey and umm... We were exploring!"
"Yeah! A castle a long ways away. I'm sure you've never been there," Demyx added.
"I've never left this kingdom," sighed Snow White.
"Come here to spy, have you!? Trying to figure out if you can take the kingdom?" demanded Grumpy.
"No! We're not here for that, promise! I took the kids on a walk and got lost!" Demyx insisted, holding his hands up.
"Lost because we let you take the lead..." muttered Zexion.
"Yeah, but I got you here, didn't I? It's a nice place to be lost, I think!" Demyx grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.
"Still lost," Zexion pointed out.
Demyx deflated and sighed. He glanced at Zexion, who looked exhausted. His cold must be getting to him. "Yeah. If it's all right, Miss Snow, may we stay here for a few days? It would be just long enough for Zexion to get better." Demyx added under his breath, "And for a few certain hot heads to cool off..."
"I'm fine Demyx!" shouted Zexion.
"Humor me, at least?" begged Demyx.
Zexion crossed his arms and pouted. He knew he was not going to win this argument. Demyx grinned in victory.
"You want to escape Vexen as much as I want to escape Saïx," whispered Demyx. "Of course! We couldn't let you wander these woods if he's not feeling well," stated Snow White.
"Snow! We don't know them!" argued Grumpy.
"They're lost and he's sick. What if they run into you-know-who?" Snow White whispered with a worried look.
"They neem sice. Uh, 'seem nice,'" added Doc.
"We don't want 'Her' to find them," yawned Sleepy.
Demyx looked up, instantly alarmed. "Her?" echoed Zexion.
"It's nothing for you to worry about," reassured Doc. He quickly whispered to Sleepy, "You know we don't like mentioning you-know-who here!"
"Are we in danger here?" wondered Zexion.
"You shouldn't be unless she finds out Snow is here," Bashful answered shyly.
"I don't know if this is a good idea anymore," Zexion whispered to Demyx.
Demyx gulped and nodded, "Maybe not. Should we stay or leave?"
"I don't know... We don't want to get them into any trouble," frowned Zexion.
"Yeah. If we go, we might alert whoever 'She' is, but we might draw attention to ourselves here and thereby bring 'Her' here anyway," stated Demyx.
"Why is thinking so hard when I'm sick," whined Zexion.
"There, there," Demyx patted Zexion's back comfortingly and smiled.
"Hmph!" pouted Zexion.
Demyx laughed and Zexion muttered, "Not funny..." Demyx grinned wider.
"Don't worry dears. We're safe here. When you feel better, we can show you the way out of these woods," smiled Snow White.
"Thanks!" Demyx smiled back. "See, Zexion? We'll be safe!"
"O-okay," sighed Zexion. Demyx smiled again and Zexion demanded, "Does my discomfort amuse you, Dem?"
"No, not at all," Demyx snorted in a failed attempt to stifle his giggle.
"I caught that..." mumbled Zexion.
"What?" Demyx acted innocent.
"You're not a good actor," stated Zexion.
"Aww," sniffed Demyx right before brightening up again.
"Told ya," Zexion pointed out.
"Yeah. Oh, well!" Demyx folded his hands behind his head.
"Do you want to melp out at the hine? Uh, 'help out at the mine?'" asked Doc.
'Not especially, but I'll do it if you want me to,' thought Demyx to himself. "Um, sure."
"Mine?" wondered Zexion.
"Not you, dear. You're going to stay with me until you feel better," Snow White smiled sweetly. Bashful nodded in agreement.
"Have fun cooking, Zexion!" Demyc winked, teasingly.
"Hey! I thought we were over that!" shouted Zexion.
"Oh, yeah... I guess the kitchen's out for you," smiled Demyx, recalling the fire.
"Don't worry about helping right now. You need to focus on getting better," informed Snow White.
Zexion mumbled under his breath and Demyx snickered. Zexion glared at the Nocturne.
"Do you need Xion and me?" wondered Roxas.
"You two are too young to work in a mine. You can help me," stated Snow White.
Demyx tried once again to look innocent and avoid the glare. Zexion sighed heavily and let his head hit the table. Demyx rested a hand on Zexion.
"Think of it this way. You won't have to worry about me bugging you 'cause I'll be exhausted by the time I get back here," grinned Demyx.
"You always worry me... No matter what you do or where you go," stated Zexion.
"Yeah, well..." Demyx laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his head.
"Why would we want to bring a complete stranger to our mine, Doc!?" Grumpy demanded.
"This one looks pretty strong. He'll be able to help," explained Doc.
Demyx stretched and said, "I'm ready if you are."
"Then let's get this row on the shoad. Uh, 'show on the road,'" smiled Doc.
Sleepy nodded slowly. "Don't worry about the children. I'll make sure their taken care of," smiled Snow White.
"Y-yeah," smiled Bashful.
"Guess you'll be the only one working, Demyx. Bye!" Roxas broke into a huge smile.
Demyx gave Roxas an unamused look. 'Ugh, work makes sweat. Sweat is icky,' Demyx thought to himself.
"Be careful..." whispered Zexion.
Demyx gulped, "O-okay. I'll try. I'll keep a look out for flying rocks!" Demyx ran a hand through his mullet and chuckled weakly.
Demyx followed Doc and the other dwarves out of the cottage to the mine. They quickly got to work.

Zexion had chosen to sit in the living room on the floor. He waited for Demyx to come back. The twins were helping Snow White in the kitchen. She came out to check on Zexion.
"Miss Snow, when are they coming back?" wondered Zexion.
"Don't worry, they should be on their way now!" smiled Snow White.
Demyx opened the door rather loudly and announced, "Man, I'm starved! I can't wait to eat!" Then he spotted Snow White and quickly apologized. "Uh... sorry ma'am. I don't mean to make more work for you."
"I'm almost to tired to eat," yawned Sleepy.
"You're really loud," whispered Zexion, having jumped at the noise.
"Hehe... Sorry, Zexion," Demyx rubbed the back of his head and sat next to the Schemer.
"Hey. Where did Xion and Roxas go? I haven't seen them for almost an hour," stated Zexion.
Roxas peeked out of the kitchen and smiled, "We were taste-tasting Miss Snow's cookies! She said we could!"
"Oh... Achoo!" Zexion sniffled and unconsciously leaned into Demyx.
Demyx pretended not to notice in order to preserve Zexion's pride. He resolves to make sure he would get some more rest. "You hear that?! We get cookies! Were they any good?" wondered Demyx.
"I'm not allowed any sugar," Zexion said sadly.
"Oh. Is it because you're si-" started Demyx.
"Does that mean I get yours?" Roxas cut in quickly. Doc chuckled at the three.
"No, Dem. Lex makes sure I don't get any sugar or caffeine. You've probably never seen what it does to me... Achoo!" Zexion explained.
"... Oh. So you'd be crazy with it..." Demyx thought out loud.
"Yeah..." sighed Zexion.
"It's okay! I'll eat your cookie, then!" Demyx ignored Roxas's protests and continued on, "Maybe you can have something else for dessert. Do you feel any better?" Demyx put a hand on the Schemer'ss forehead and sighed, "You're still a little bit hot."
Zexion shook his head and closed his eyes, "It's kinda cold in here..."
"Maybe you should rest until Miss Snow dishes out supper... Do you want to stay here or go to the beds?" wondered Demyx. "What's that phrase...? 'Feed a cold and starve a fever'? Or is it 'Starve a cold and fees a fever'?..."
"You're warm," whispered Zexion.
"Let's just stay here, then." Demyx unzipped his coat to reveal his black t-shirt amd black pants which were tucked into his black boots. "Here," said Demyx, as he draped it on Zexion.
"Hmmmm..." Zexion hummed.
"Man, it's much cooler without that on!" Demyx sighed happily.
After a few minutes, Zexion shivered again and curled closer to Demyx. "Dem, I can't sleep..." mumbled Zexion.
"It's okay. You're tired. I know you'll fall asleep," said Demyx, as he gently patted Zexionxs head with the hand connected to his unoccupied shoulder.
Demyx was now starting to feel his own exhaustion and yawned. Zexion mumbled unintelligibly and Demyx smerked. He knew Zexion would get some much-needed sleep. Soon the Schemer soflty started to snore.
"They look comfortable," Sleepy said through a yawn as he sat down in his favorite chair and begins to doze off.
Demyx smiles to himself and whispers, "Good." Demyx shifts slowly to get more comfortable and then relaxes. Demyx tried to stay awake, but slowly slipped from consciousness. "Ah," he sighed, as his head fell to rest on his chest as he falls asleep.
Demyx and Zexion slept for a little while, before the scent of supper started to wake Demyx up.
'Mmm... Whatever I smell... is good...' Demyx thought as he slowly opened one eye.
"So we'll just set them leep- uh, 'let them sleep'- and give them their food later," whispered Doc.
Demyx started to move and this woke Zexion. The Schemer groaned and asked, "Why?"
"Wha... Zexion?" Then Demyx suddenly remembered what was going on. "Oh. It's time to eat."
"But I'm not hungry..." whined Zexion.
"C'mon. You need to eat something," stated Demyx.
"Nooo..." Zexion tried to fall back to sleep.
"Please? Just a little bit?" begged Demyx.
Zexion shoke his head and Roxas whispered to Xion, "Man, and I thought Axel was a grump in the morning."
"Shush! He's sick!" Xion scolded her older twin.
"Zexion, you don't have to eat a lot, but you do have to eat some. You need to get your energy up. 'Sides, this'll help you get better soon!" Demyx smiled gently.
Zexion only groaned.
"After that, you can go back to sleep. I promise," stated Demyx.
"Why can't I sleep now?" mumbled Zexion.
"Because you need to eat now. The food is nice and hot!" explained Demyx.
"But..." started Zexion.
As if to prove Demyx's point, Roxas took a bite of the roast beef. "Dis roasht beast ees good!" He stated with his mouth full.
"Come on," whispered Demyx, as he helped Zexion up and to the table. Zexion took a few bites.
"That's it! Doesn't it taste good?" wondered Demyx, as he scarfed his own food down.
Zexion shrugged as he tried to eat more. Bashful quietly asked for more and Snow White gladly dished out seconds to those who wanted more.
"Eat as much as you want, Zexion. After you're done, you can go to sleep again," smiled Demyx.
After a few more bites, Zexion whispered, "I can't eat any more. Demyx..."
"Okay. Do you want to rest now?" asked Demyx.
"I don't feel good..." Zexion trailed off.
"Um..." Demyx looked to Snow White for help and turned back to Zexion. "Are you... going to throw up or do you need to sit there or..."
"I don't know, Dem..." Zexion furrowed his eyebrows in thought.
"Uh... then just sit there and rest, okay?" suggested Demyx.
"Mmm-kay..." sighed Zexion.
"Actually, let me lie you down on the couch," said Demyx, as he gently helped Zexion over to the little couch.
Zexion curled in on himself to gather warmth and mumbled to himself. Demyx found his forgotten cloak and used it to cover Zexion.
"There you go," whispered Demyx.
"Mmmm..." hummed Zexion, as he fell asleep.
"Please feel better!" wished Demyx.
Demyx sat back at the table to have dessert. After he had eaten two cookies, he sighed. "Well, I'm tired, too, so I'm going to go to bed. Good night!" Demyx smiled.
"Yeah, sure," nodded Roxas.
Xion watched Demyx move next to the couch. If Demyx or Axel ever thought any of the three younger members were sick, they would complain a bit, but they would stay with them all night. Xion was not disappointed, as she watched Demyx plant himself next to the couch and refuse to move.
"Okay, good night," smiled Xion.
"Let me know if there is anything I can do for you," informed Snow White.
"I will. Um, could I have some milk? There's nothing better with cookies than milk!" Demyx grinned widely.
"Of course, dear," Snow White smiled sweetly.
"Thank you," said Demyx, as he excepted the cup once Snow White returned with the milk. He took a sip and smiled, "Ooh! This is great!"
"Is there anything I can do for Zexion?" wondered Snow White.
"Yeah. Do you have something to take down his fever?" asked Demyx.
"I can get a rag wet if you think it'll help," suggested Snow White.
"It couldn't hurt," nodded Demyx.
"I'll be right back," nodded Snow White.
"Okay," said Demyx. He added under his breath, "If it gets dry, I can at least wet it again with my dancing water."
Snow White returned with a damp cloth after a few minutes. She handed it to Demyx. "Thank you!" Demyx repeated, as he placed it on Zexion's forehead.
"You're welcome," smiled Snow White, as she left the room.
Zexion groaned and tried to remove the cold object.
"No, no. Just leave it there. It's supposed to help you," stated Demyx.
Zexion shook his head. He continued to try to swat away the rag.
"It can't help you if it's not on you." Demyx leaned over Zexion so his arms pinned down the sick Nobody. "Just stay put and get better, okay? It would be such a drag to have to run away from Saïx and Vexen with you dilirious," sighed Demyx.
"... cold..." whined Zexion.
"It's okay. It's good for you," informed Demyx.
Zexion simply whimpered weakly.
"Hey, hey. It's okay," Demyx tried to soothe the Schemer.
Roxas and Xion joined Demyx on the floor next to the couch. Xion asked, "Will he be all right, Demyx?"
"I... hope so," whispered Demyx.
Now Zexion was able to fall back to sleep without any trouble. Demyx sighed in relief before falling asleep himself. Roxas and Xion did not stay up for much longer either.

The house fell quiet as Snow White and the dwarves went to bed. Zexion moaned as he woke up, feeling really sick. He slowly looked around to find Demyx, Roxas, and Xion alseep next to the couch. Zexion weakly removed the cold cloth and tried to get up.
Demyx felt Zexion shift underneath him and woke up. "What's wrong?" Demyx wondered as he summoned Sasha to rewet the cloth.
"Demyx... I think..." Zexion continued to try to get up with great difficulty. Demyx quickly assisted him. "... sick..." whispered Zexion.
"Oh, um... Do you need me to fetch you a pot you can throw up in or find you some medicine? We should have made you take Vexen's concoction..." muttered Demyx.
Zexion quickly shook his head, "No medicine..."
"... Okay. Well, I'll get you a pot, then." Demyx ran to the kitchen. "Aha!" He found a perfect pot and placed it next to the couch. He stated, "I'll wash it later if I have to. How else can I help? Is there anything else I can do?"
"It's cold," informed Zexion.
Demyx checked Zexion's forehead again and whispered, "You're still warm. I'll put the cloth on you again." As he did so, he asked, "Are you still cold?"
"I don't like that..." frowned Zexion.
"I know, but it will help you," sighed Demyx. He readjusts the coat and asked, "Do you want me to join you, or will you be okay?"
Zexion slowly nodded.
"Okay," said Demyx, as he slowly sat next to Zexion on the couch. "I'm not as warm as Axel- You know, it's really funny when he gets a fever 'cause then his skin turns from 'This is uncomfortably hot' to 'Oh, my word! I've been burned!' It's a pain when he's sick. And I mean 'pain' literally," smiled Demyx, as he got comfortable.
"Mmm..." Zexion shifted closer to Demyx.
"There, there. You can sleep now," Demyx said as he patted Zexion's head.
Zexion closed his eyes and took a shaky breath.
"Hey, you'll be fine. I know it," yawned Demyx.
Zexion slowly began to nod off.
"Good," smiled Demyx.
Demyx waited just long enough to know that Zexion was fully alseep before drifting off himself.

Zexion jolted up suddenly and leaned over the couch to the pot, strategically placed by Demyx. He quickly lost the contents of his stomach.
Demyx jerked awake. "That's it. There you go," whispered Demyx, worrying.
Zexion moaned as he finished.
"It's okay," soothed Demyx.
"Make it stop... Dem..." whined Zexion.
"... I would if I could," sighed Demyx. He grabbed Sasha. "Here! I can distract you with this!" Demyx strummed a few strings and made his water dance.
"Does that help?" wondered Demyx.
Zexion leaned back against Demyx and watched the water. "Hmmmm..." he hummed softly.
Demyx made intricate forms with his water. There were dolphins, fish, and sharks. "You know how we're not supposed to talk about our lives before becoming Nobodies? Roxas and Xion can't because they don't even have their memories... Even mine are a little hazy. I remember being in water and moving freely. I could swim like a fish. There were music concerts the... king- Maybe?- had put them on, and I always played my sitar. I remember seeing fish like this every day," Demyx smiled sadly, remembering little of his Sombodies past.
Zexion frowned as he remembered that fateful day to clearly. He watched as Demyx smiled bitterly at the forms he made with the water. Most of the Organization members had lived lives that were taken away because of what he and Vexen had been forced to do.
"It was beautiful, seeing the light hit the water from underneath it..." sighed Demyx.
"I can still remember that day... I wish I could forget..." whispered Zexion.
"... Yeah. I mean, it could be worse, you could be like the twins and not know anything. My memory blanks out when I try to remember my family. I don't know if I even had any," stated Demyx.
"I didn't... Vexen found me and brought me to the castle," frowned Zexion.
"Huh. Did you have any friends outside of the castle?" wondered Demyx.
"I wasn't allowed out of the castle. I didn't really know anyone from the outside world," sighed Zexion.
"Wow. That must've really stunk. At least I had friends. There was a girl I was really close to. Everyone teased us and said we'd marry, but neither of us thought of the other like that. It was like she was my sister. I can't remember her name, but she had long, red hair," Demyx explained, the smile growing a little brighter at happier memories.
"I didn't really mind being stuck in the castle really. I was always different. Even as a six year old, I enjoyed books more than anything. Because of that, I was smarter than Vexen... He was always jealous," smiled Zexion.
"I bet he couldn't stand that!" Demyx laughed. "I had a pet fish named Kerplunk. He was my first pet. Everyone else had 'reasonable' names for their fish. I just thought it was a cool name."
"We weren't allowed pets. We were always working..." coughed Zexion. "I don't even know what we were working on, just that it started all this."
"Oh. Huh, that's weird. Sadness! Did you ever escape the castle and just have fun? I started a game called 'Ninja.' You tried to slap a person's hand without knocking them over with a wave," stated Demyx.
"There wasn't any time for fun. I do remember getting out once, but Vexen brought me straight back. I ran into Axel's and Saïx's Sombodies and a kid named Ven. That was before they snuck into the castle," Zexion shuddered at the memory.
"Wow. At least you got some fun! I remember a terrible time when music was outlawed. I wasn't allowed to touch Sasha! I would sneak out and play her in a cave," informed Demyx.
"But if you played in a cave, who could hear?" wondered Zexion.
"Only the fish. I didn't want to get arrested. I think the queen died, or something, so the king banned music," Demyx thought out loud.
"That's strange," stated Zexion.
"Yeah..." agreed Demyx.
After a moment of silence, Zexion asked, "Demyx? Do you miss it?"
"Yeah, kind of. The Organization is my home now. I love you guys! Well, not Superior... Or Saïx, or Vexen, or Larxene... Still, I miss the freedom my world had... I had no missions and could strum my sitar all day," sighed Demyx.
"I don't want to go back. I have nothing to go back too..." whispered Zexion.
"I bet. Maybe I can take you to Atlantica sometime on a 'mission'!" exclaimed Demyx.
"You can't blame Vexen for how he acts. He still remembers too..." explained Zexion.
"True. He's just scary!" nodded Demyx.
"He blames himself for it..." Zexion trailed off. "I've never been to Atlantica. I can't swim," Zexion changed subjects quickly.
"Aww. You can in Atlantica! Rumor has it it that Superior sent Axel there once. He's still alive... traumatized, but alive," smiled Demyx.
Zexion smiled back. "That would be funny to see," coughed Zexion.
"Yeah!" grinned Demyx.
"Where are we going to go next? I don't want to go home... they'll be angry," wondered Zexion.
"How 'bout Atlantica?" suggested Demyx. 'Superior will be soo mad when we get back,' Demyx agreed in his head.
"Will it be okay to go while I'm sick?" asked Zexion.
"It'll probably make you get better faster!" exclaimed Demyx.
"Can Roxas and I come too?" wondered Xion, who just woken up to hear their plans.
"Sure, you can come! We're on a vacation!" smiled Demyx.
"Yes!" Xion jumped in excitement.
"When can we go? That one dwarf doesn't like us," commented Zexion.
"Let's go tomorrow or the day after. I don't think he likes anyone..." Demyx said after a moments thought.
"Kay..." Zexion tried to shift closer to Demyx to steal his bodyheat.
"You guys will like swimming!" chuckled Demyx.
A delicious smell came from the kitchen and Snow White's sweet voice could be heard as she cooked breakfast. The dwarves came down from the bedroom.
"Mmm!" smiled Doc.
"Breakfast is ready!" Snow White called.
"Yay!" Roxas and Demyx shouted at the same time.
"Come on, Zexion. I made you something special," smiled Snow White.
Demyx helped Zexion off the couch. Zexion stumbled a little over his own feet and mumbled, "But I'm not hungry..."
"Eat some, please? Even if it's only a little bit, okay?" begged Demyx.
Zexion mumbled, but allowed Demyx to guide him to the table. He sat down slowly and Demyx plopped right next to him.
"Thank you, Miss Snow!" smiled Demyx.
"This should make you feel a lot better," assured Snow White.
"See, Zexion?" pressed Demyx.
Everyone sat at the table and recieved their breakfast. Snow had made a warm porridge for Zexion, he hesitantly took a small bite. Zexion only managed to eat a little before he started to feel worse. He unconsciously leaned into Demyx again.
Demyx took a bite and tensed up to keep Zexion from falling. "Wow! This is great!" He shoveled all the food on his plate into his mouth.
"Don't choke on it," warned Zexion.
Demyx laughed and almost choked. "Oh. I'll try not to," he tried to hide the fact he almost did, but failed.
"That's why you don't do that with your mouth full," whispered Zexion.
"I think we should head to the mine soon. We don't want another late day!" suggested Happy.
"I guess so, Zexion. I'm going to go to the mine. Is that okay? You won't die while I'm there, right?" Demyx smiled lopsidedly.
"Do you have to?" frowned Zexion.
"Well, they kept us and feed us, so it kind of is the thing to do. When we get to Atlantica, none of us have to work! Don't worry. I'll be back for lunch," stated Demyx.
"O-okay..." sighed Zexion.
"Roxas will take good care of you." Demyx turned to Snow White. "We'll be off tomorrow," he stated.
"Are you sure he'll be all right to travel while he's sick?" wondered Snow White.
"I'm fine Miss Snow, just a little tired..." yawned Zexion.
"I think he'll be okay. He needs to rest today," nodded Demyx.
The dwarves begin their march to the mine. Demyx stood up and followed. "I'll be back. Xion, you're in charge under Miss Snow. Bye!" Demyx waved as he left the cottage.
Zexion whined at the loss of warmth, but remained seated. Roxas patted his back. Roxas and Xion managed to help the Schemer back to the couch with only two stumbles. Roxas sat next to the couch.
"Phew! Demyx must've had it easy, being taller!" stated Roxas.
Zexion curled up and fell asleep quickly. Snow White stepped into the room to ask, "Would you two like to help me with lunch, so he can sleep?"
"Sure!" Roxas nudged Xion and whispered,"Now we've got leverage over Demyx the next time he tries to make us do his job!"
Roxas and Xion followed Snow White into the kitchen, leaving Zexion to sleep in peace.

Zexion woke up alone and in his fevered mind, he could not recognize or remember where he was. He slowly got off the couch, dropping Demyx's coat onto the floor. He slowly stumbled to the door and quietly left the cottage, leaving the door open.

Roxas stepped out of the kitchen to check up on Zexion, but found him missing. Panic arised quickly.
"What's wrong?" asked Snow White.
"Zexion's gone! Where could he be?" panicked Roxas.
Demyx stood up straight and leaned against a wall. "Phew!" He whiped the sweat off his brows. "If it's okay with you guys, I'm going to take a quick break."
"It's almost time for lunch anyways. We can leave early. You've helped us get ahead..." muttered Grumpy.
"That sounds good! I can't wait to eat!" Demyx tried to hide his smile at Grumpy's reluctance.
The dwarves start to put away their picks. Demyx followed suit.
"Did we do well? I think we've done better than yesterday at this time!" Demyx stated cheerfully.
"We've done absolutely great!" nodded Happy.
The seven dwarves followed by Demyx, march back to the cottage. They found the door open with Roxas, Xion, and Snow White looking around hecticly.
"And in time for a nap after lunch!" yawned Sleepy.
"Our Snow White works hard for our meals to taste... What's going on in here?" wondered Happy.
"Oh dear! You must not have seen him on your way back. Zexion seems to have gone missing. It doesn't look like he's in the cottage," informed Snow White.
"What?! When did this happen? How far could he have gone? Where could he be?" panicked Demyx.
"The door was open when we got here. Do you think he went into the woods?" stated Happy.
"Could be he in the woods? Uh, 'he be.'" Doc furrowed his eyebrows in thought.
"Let's check!" Demyx forgot his hunger and tiredness to ran outside, looking for a feverish schemer. "Zeeeeeexioooooon!"
Snow White stayed in the cottage with Xion and Roxas while the others split up.
"I'll take the mine," stated Doc.
Demyx found himself alone and walked straight into Axel, who did not look too amused. Zexion was leaning against him, mumbling nonsense.
"Demyx..." started Axel.
Demyx shrieked in surprise. "Uh... A-Axel, what are you d-doing here?" stuttered Demyx. Then he spotted the sick Schemer and rushed to Axel. He placed his hand on Zexion's back and whispered, "Zexion."
"What do you think I'm doing here? The whole Organization is out looking for you troublemakers. He's got a really high fever! What were you thinking?" demanded Axel.
Zexion mumbled and turned his head torwards Demyx.
"I was trying to hell him get better!" shouted Demyx.
"He needs to see Vexen," sighed Axel.
"There, there. It's okay," Demyx tried to soothe Zexion.
"No!" Zexion screamed at the mention of Vexen.
"I know, Axel, but he's terrified of it! See?" wondered Demyx.
"We go through this every time. He won't get better without it," stated Axel.
"Sh, Zexion... It's all right. Can't he just take the medicine and stay with us for a bit? We were trying to help him! You can sneak us the medicine. We'll be back soon! If anyone says something, you can tell them it's just in case you find us!" Demyx tried to convince Axel. "He's gotten worse from when Vexen first found out he was sick. He needs to see Vexen," pressed Axel. Zexion tried to squirm out of Axel's arm.
Demyx sighed as he thought to himself. 'Now I have to decide what to do. The logical thing to do would be to take him to Vexen. He's sick and I need to help him however I can. Zexion doesn't want it... Still, I need to put his best interests first. After he gets better, we can escape.'
"Xion and Roxas wouldn't happen to be here too, would they?" wondered Axel.
"Uh... Yes?" Axel gabe Demyx a thunderous look. "It was an accident. I didn't know they were there!"
Axel sighed heavily, "Just bring them here. We need to RTC. Zexion needs medical attention before it gets any worse than it is."
"Okay," Demyx admitted defeat, "Stay here, Zexion. I'll be right back."
Demyx turned to run back to the cottage. "Mmm... What about... The pirates?" wondered Zexion.
"Shush you..." whispered Axel, as he brought the Schemer closer to his body to keep him standing.

Demyx got back to the cottage rather quickly. "Roxas! Xion! Axel's here. We need to RTC," explained Demyx.
Snow White and the seven dwarves made their way to the living room. Roxas and Xion ran to stand with the Nocturne. Demyx turned to Snow. "Thank you for your hospitality! I'm sorry we couldn't stay longer," smiled Demyx.
"Did you find him?" wondered Snow White.
"Yes. He's with our friend," nodded Demyx.
"That's good. I'll miss the help in the kitchen. Next time you're visiting, don't forget about us, okay?" Snow White sighed in relief.
"We will! Oh, and... make sure to stay away from 'Her', okay?" rushed Demyx.
"We're safe here. Don't worry about us," smiled Snow White.
"Good. I'd hug you all, but Zexion is in bad shape," admitted Demyx.
"Then you should be off," stated Grumpy. "Yeah. Bye!" Demyx took Roxas and Xion by the hand and left.

"Took you long enough. Why is he talking about pirates and cameras? Where all have you been?" wondered Axel. "I can fly!" announced Zexion.
"No!" growled Axel, as he tightened his grip on Zexion.
"We'll, we went to Neverland first. Zexion, you can't fly here!" rushed Demyx.
Axel shook his head in disbelief. "Saïx went looking there first. Come on, let's get him to Vexen." Axel opened a dark corridor. Zexion mumbled and smiled.
"Yeah, we saw him. He didn't see us," stated Demyx.
The five Organization members went through the portal. Axel had to drag Zexion.