Story: ROFL Kingdom Hearts!
Notes: No plot line. Random updates. Enjoy!
MKL: Looking back on last chapter, it sucked. Royally.
Sakuya (muse): Yeeeeeaaah, but it was fun. For us, I mean.
MKL: ...because you guys got to come out of hiding, right?
Sakuya: -grins- Exactly! Besides, the readers liked it (ten reviews in less than twenty-four hours!!!), so obviously other peoples are happy with it! Sucky or not, you gained a new audience!
MKL: Hehehe. Sakuya, you're awesome. Anypie! This chapter should be a hulluva lot better. Everyone enjoy the new stuffs!!! -snickers-
Ararik: ...I correct my statement from last chapter: Both of you scare me...horribly...
Sakuya: -coos and glomps- Awww, you're so sweeeeet!
Ararik: -groans-
"I WANTS CHOCOLATE-CHEESE!!!" Zexion shouted for about the hundreth time since the group woke up two minutes (MKL: ...two days...) after they fell asleep. The group groaned for about the hundreth time since the group woke up two minutes (MKL: Two days!) after they fell asleep.
"Will you let go of me?!" Larxene demanded angrily...for about the hundreth time since the group woke up two minutes (MKL: TWO DAYS, DAMMIT!!!) after they fell asleep.
"NO!" was the pouted response.
"Hey, maybe we should do something to him," Axel suddenly suggested. He and Roxas had come back as soon as the yelling got loud enough to be heard from the later's room...on the other side of the castle.
"Like what?" Marluxia asked boredly. He still had the cameras, but they weren't running, just like they hadn't been since the group woke up two--
MKL: PIE DAMMED IT, DON'T SAY TWO MINUTES OR I'LL KICK YOUR STUPID BUTTS!!!
Again, Demyx jumped and looked around.
"Demyx?" Naminé asked with obvious concern. "Something wrong?"
And again, Demyx shook his head, shaking like a leaf.
"Let's put him in a dress!" Larxene suddenly suggested with a creepy smirk. Everyone turned to stare at her with wide eyes as Demyx continued to shake like a leaf.
"A...dress?" Axel repeated dumbly. Larxene nodded with a smirk as Zexion blinked slowly at the rest of the group.
"Yeah."
"High heels!" Naminé put in excitedly, jumping up and down as she clapped her hands and smiled.
"Make-up," Roxas added with a snicker. "Can't forget the make-up."
"Oh, and do his hair!" Marluxia put in, having turned on the camera the minute that he said, 'like what?'.
"We can sick him on Halloweeen Town," Demyx suggested with a grin.
"Give him a sitar!" Axel suddenly shouted. Everyone stared.
"Beer guitar?" Zexion whimpered, apparently trying to get in on the conversation. He was ignored, so (without letting go of Larxene's arm) he grabbed a phone and started chewing on the cord, his smile serene. "Mmmm, licorish..."
"WHY?" Roxas demanded. Axel grinned at them and gestured for everyone to come closer as Zexion was kept occupied by his...um...'licorish'.
"Okay," he started, "here's what we do..."
Five hours later...
"Wow, he's..." Naminé struggled to find the right word as she stared at Zexion, obviously as shocked as the rest of the group.
"He looks just like..." Axel tried, failing miserably to keep a strait face as his shoulders shook with supressed laughs.
"He looks just like Naminé!!!!!" Marluxia suddenly shouted, causing everyone (with the exception of Naminé, who scowled, and Zexion, who looked confused as he gnawed on a peice of pie someone had grabbed for him) (MKL: Mmmm, pie...S3) to start ROFL'ing.
Zexion really did look like Naminé, only slightly more guy-ish. His arms and legs were long and skinny like hers without the cloak blocking the way, and someone had shaved his legs clean so that they were free of hair. He was put into a soft, slightly sparkling yellow dress that accented his figure, although it hung a bit limply around his chest (MKL: coughcough), and it was in a style much like Naminé's, only with short sleeves. He had on a subtle bit of makeup that included sparkling lipgloss and a bit of black eyeliner (everyone suggested that he wear it for real), not to mention a light blush on his cheeks. The dye was washed out of his hair (that took most of the time) and allowed to fall around his face, but it was clipped out of his eyes with a sparkling yellow hair clip.
And, if you asked anyone in that room, he looked JUST LIKE A GIRL...only without breasts.
"I'm--going--to--die--!" Demyx said, half-giggling and half-laughing. He had once more heard the voice in his head that echoed his thoughts, but this time he ignored it. It was probably just nerves...right? (MKL: Pfft! Yeah, right.)
"You can't die, idiot," Larxene muttered, having recovered when Zexion nearly pulled her arm out of its socket. He had only let go long enough to put on the dress, but as soon as he was done, he found Larxene (who had hid in Axel's closet, GAG!) and latched onto her again. And he hadn't let go since, although he did occasionally find things to chew on...such as the fork he was chewing on now, since his pie was gone (MKL: AWWWWW!!! -T.T- Poor pie. 'Sall gone... Axel: You...! -pause- ...y'know, I'm just going to stop there before she decides to torture me... MKL: -snickers-).
"How do YOU know?" Axel demanded with a slight smirk, also having recovered. He was holding his camera again.
Larxene gave him a look, but before she could say anything, Naminé suddenly exclaimed, "Guys, we'd better go!"
Everyone turned to her and blinked slowly as she gave a disarming smiled. "What?" she asked innocently. "I just want to help..."
o.O;;;;
She was wearing all leather, with tight black pants and a corset-ish red leather shirt that stopped just high enough to cover what was needed and nothing more, resulting in a bit of shown cleavage (well, as much as she could show). Knee-high red boots with black trim and laces were tied securely around legs, and her hair was suddenly striped with blood red that matched her shirt, cool-styled sunglasses (MKL: Use your imagination.) perched low on her nose, and black leather gloves.
Again:
O.o;;;;
Finally, Axel seemed to snap out of his stuper and take on a big-brother role. "DON'T LEAVE HERE LOOKING LIKE THAT!!!" he squeaked-shouted, looking appauled. Naminé pouted a bit, her black lipstick making the action look slightly demonic.
"But I don't want Zexion to play alone..." she muttered softly.
"What can you PLAY?" Marluxia demanded to know. Naminé brightened and grinned at the group.
"Drums!" she said joyfully. Everyone else (minus Zexion) sweatdropped.
"Pretty black-striped lemon!" Zexion shouted randomly, giving Naminé a bright smile before continuing to gnaw on what was left of his spoon.
"Of course you can help," Demyx said, giving Naminé a slight wink. The blond looked thankful.
"Fine, but I'm going to stay until it's over!" Axel grumbled.
"She'll fit in better than Zexion..." Roxas muttered with a slight blush, looking away.
"Let's go!" Marluxia said brightly, turning around with his camera trained tightly on Naminé's cleavage. Naminé didn't notice, but Demyx did, and Marluxia got a whack on the head with a stray sitar. He crumpled and Demyx, whistling innocently, reached down to take the camera. He turned it off and no one seemed to notice (or they at least pretended not to).
"Axel, portal please," Naminé said dramatically.
"Of course, m'lady," he responded, his voice slightly dry (obviously in response to the outfit). He quickly opened a portal.
Ararik: Y'know, this isn't that funny yet...
MKL: -glares- THE CHAPTER ISN'T OVER!!! Wait until you hear the song and stuffs. -snickers-
Sakuya: Yeah, 'Rarik! Just because you're hot doesn't mean that you get to boss MKL around!
Ararik: -glowers- I don't like you, Sakuya. Get that through your thick head. I. DO. NOT. LIKE. YOU.
Sakuya: -unworried- Awww, you'll come around sometime, Ararik-kun! -sparkle/hearts-
Ararik: -groans-
MKL: -snickers- Anypie! Let's get back...
And so we see our little crew in Halloween Town, setting up for a concert that Demyx insisted on selling tickets to. They were sold out within minutes.
"Man, how many people has Zexion pissed off?" Axel asked incredulously, staring out from behind the curtain of the stage at the totally-cramped-beyond-beleif Town Square. The stage had to be cut down so that everyone could fit.
"Makes you wonder," Roxas snickered despite himself.
"Okay, everyone ready?!" Larxene asked with a slightly sour look. Zexion still hadn't let go of her arm, but he was suddenly looking alert.
"Play beer-guitar?" he questioned in a slight whimper.
"Yeah," Demyx responded with a bright smile. It was found that Zexion seemed to only listened to people who treated him nicely, which currently meant Demyx and Roxas. And Naminé, but she didn't count, since she's nice to everyone...unless she's pissed. And again, that doesn't count.
"So!" Demyx suddenly shouted, clapping his hands together for emphasis. The others didn't know that he was trying to get that damned voice out of his head again (MKL: ...I'm not sure if I should feel honored or insulted...). "Are we ready?"
"Lights!" Axel shouted, snapping his fingers. Fire lit up on either side of the stage just outside the curtain, and the crowd roared in anticipation.
"Camera!" Roxas added, flicking on a variety of cameras that were placed at various positions to get every angle imaginable. Mostly so that the YouTube video would look totally awesome.
"And ACTION!" Larxene shouted, ripping herself from Zexion's grip and practically flying into the curtains. She appeared on the other side with a grin and a microphone that had mysteriouslly appeared in her hand (MKL: -tucks plot hole into pocket, whistling innocently-).
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF THE UNIVERSE!!!" she exclaimed joyfully. A chorus of screams and whistles arose from the crowd before her and she patiently waited until they had died down before going on. "Tonight! I am pleased to bring you our musical guest, NUMBER VI, ZEXION, THE CLOAKED SCHEMER!!!"
Again the roar of the crowd as Larxene jumped away, disappearing into a portal of darkness and re-appearing next to Demyx off-stage with a smirk on her face.
The cutain rose dramatically, smoke billowing out. Zexion was positioned in front with a sitar in his hands and a microphone in front of him, with Naminé positioned in the background behind a drums set and Axel (reluctantly) standing as guitarist.
Zexion looked around for a moment, blinked, and then gave a smirk that was borderline-scary, borderline-happy.
"One, two, three, four!" he shouted excitedly.
And then, in a surprising feat, his fingers drummed expertly over the sitar's strings, creating a chord. Naminé followed it up with a quick beat and Axel blinked before grinning and beginning his part. Zexion flipped the sitar around and his outfit was amazingly changed into black leather jeans, a white muscle-shirt, a black leather jacket with a red "VI" on the back, and his normal black boots, his hair was back to normal (although it now had a blue stripe framing the side of his face), and then...
Zexion began to sing in an amazingly-great voice, hitting each note with such perfection it was almost scary:
"Everytime you take a sip
In this smoky atmosphere,
You press that bottle to your lips
And I wish I was your beer.
And in the small there of your back,
Your jeans are playing peek a boo;
I'd like to see the other half
Of your butterfly tattoo.
-
Hey, that gives me an idea:
Lets get out of this bar
And drive out into the country
And find a place to park.
-
Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight,
I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks;
I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers,
And I'd like to check you for ticks.
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I know the perfect little path
Out in these woods I used to hunt.
Dont worry babe; I've got your back
And I've also got your front.
I'd hate to waste a night like this,
I'll keep you safe you wait and see.
The only thing allowed to crawl all over you
When we get there is me.
-
You know every guy in here tonight
Would like to take you home.
But I've got way more class than them
And that ain't what I want.
-
Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight;
I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks
I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I'd like to check you for ticks.
-
Oooh, you never know where one might be,
And oooh, there's lots of places that are hard to reach…
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Hey, I've got 'cha.
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I'd like to see you out in the moonlight;
I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks
I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I'd like to check you for ticks.
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Oh, I'd sure like to check you for ticks!"
Zexion finished with a dramatic sweep of his arms, striking the perfect chord as Naminé and Axel exchanged grins and finished as well.
And the crowd went wild.
...and Roxas, Demyx, and Larxene?
Well, to put it bluntly...
O.o;;;;;;;;;
o.O;;;;;;;;;
X-X
In that order.
"SO YOU WERE FAKING IT?!?!?!?!" Larxene screeched. Zexion continued to wear the smirk that hadn't left his face since he had started his song.
"Pretty much," he confirmed with a serious nod.
"Actually, not until after we started dressing him up," Naminé added with a laugh. She and Axel had been ROFL'ing since the group got back, especially when they had to drag Larxene most of the way back...because she had fainted from shock. "Remember when Axel had him alone to put on the dress?"
"Right after the hair," Axel continued, also laughing. "He freaked. Started yelling at me like it was MY fault that Marluxia and Vexen are freaks." (Btw, Marluxia's still out cold. And Vexen hadn't been seen since the concert, where he had also fainted. They just kind of left him there...so yeah.) "But then he got this weird look on his face and decided that he wanted to get you guys back for suggesting it."
"It was entertaining," Zexion stated with that smirk still firmly in place.
"Very," Naminé and Axel said at the same time, both grinning before they giggled and laughed again, respectfully.
"So wait," Demyx asked, paling. "He heard everything we said?"
"Everything," Axel confirmed, having recovered enough so that only his smile gave anything away.
"As in EVERYTHING?!?!" Larxene squeeked. Zexion chuckled and nodded, giving her a mischeivious smirk.
"That's right, Miss 'Ladies and Gentlemen of the Universe'," he said easily. He glanced at Roxas and added, "And Sir Recording-Everything-With-Multiple-Cameras."
"Oh, and by the way, Axel disengaged all of the cameras except for one before it started," Naminé said brightly. "The only one that worked is safely tucked away for future reference!"
"Oh God, kill me now," Larxene muttered.
"Ugh," Marluxia groaned, stirring on the couch nearby. Everyone turned to look at him, but no one noticed Zexion and Axel quietly sneaking out of the room. Flower Power himself (MKL: Remember that? I do! S3) was waking up and sat up strait, eyes suddenly going wide. "Ahhh! Did I miss it?!?"
"Yes," Demyx said brightly. "It was hillarious!"
"Yeah, Zexion totally had the whole crowd in an uproar," Naminé added with a soft laugh.
"Awesome," Roxas added, still slightly dazed. He never was good with pranks.
"No fair!" Marluxia whined, slamming his fist into the wall.
"Don't worry--Axel's going to bring him in for a repeat performance," Naminé giggled. Marluxia seemed to brighten at that little peice of news.
"Good. I didn't want to miss any of it!"
Knock, knock. Who's there? Dunno. Dunno Who? Read on to find out, stupid.
Demyx jerked, but didn't say anything.
"Come in--he's up!" Larxene said, catching on. Slowly, the door opened...
...and then Zexion came in, looking like he had before with a dreamy expression on his face.
"Play beer-guitar 'gain?" he questioned in a surprisingly-convincing voice.
"Yes, Zexi--play the 'beer-guitar' for Marluxia!" Demyx said, grinning widely. Zexion smiled brightly (everyone but Marluxia winced) before he lifted up the sitar. He opened his mouth to sing...
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, YOU BASTARD!!!" a demonic voice shouted from the hallway. Suddenly, in flew what looked like a flaming wyvern, with a single potted plant clutched tightly in its claws.
"Aaaaah, MY ROSE!!!" Marluxia cried (literally; he had MANLY tears of rage flying down his face...VERY manly tears of rage, IF YOU MUST KNOW...). He quickly jumped up and ran towards it as everyone else backed into the farthest corner of the room...and then he stopped mid-step, noticing Zexion's smirk.
"Ohohoh, you're not getting me this time," the botonist said with a superior look. "That's just an illusion, right? And he's not really drunk anymore?" He gave a barking laugh. "Nice try, but you can't fool me!"
"Ah, are you sure about that?" the wyvern questioned with a choaking laugh. It suddenly shot flames just over Marluxia's head, burning the top of his hair and causing a smoking hole in the wall.
Marluxia once more cried, but this time it was more feirce as he ran after the wyvern that was already flying out the door.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO, NOT MY ROSE!!!!!! MY BELOVED SAPHYRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Everyone in the room sweatdropped.
"...he named it..." Namine muttered with a sweatdrop that had to have weighed a good five pounds.
"...worse...he named it SAPHYRE..." Roxas shuddered, apparently ripped from whatever nightmare he had been having.
"How'd you do it?" Larxene asked with wide eyes.
Zexion smirked and dropped his illusion, showing that he was still wearing the clothes from the concert.
"The bird wasn't real," he pointed out. Another one flickered to life (only miniature) and began flying around the room, cawing softly like a bluejay. "An easy illusion to master. One of my first, truth be told."
"But the fire...?" Demyx asked, his eyes easily the size of saucer plates to match his ten-pound sweatdrop.
"That was me, thankyouverymuch," Axel said, coming in with a dramatic bow. He snapped his fingers and a small plume of flame shot from them and through the bird's mouth, creating a miniature effect of the big one that ended up making a mini-burn in the wall right next to the big one.
"Whoa, and when'd you decide to do THIS?" Roxas asked incredulously.
"Five minutes ago," Axel, Namine, and Zexion said in unision.
"Wow," Demyx said with wide eyes. "This has turned into my most interesting day here as of yet."
"I'm tired," Larxene suddenly said, yawning and walking out the door. "G'night, all. We'll review that footage in the morning, comprende?"
And then she disappeared, the rest of the group trailing not far behind.
MEANWHILE, IN SAIX'S ROOM...
"...I call," Saix deadpanned, throwing a couple of chips into the growing pile in front of him.
"Dude, this freakin' sucks!" Xigbar groaned, throwing his cards right next to said pile. "I fold!!!"
"Nothing is worth my 'life' savings," Xemnas growled, also throwing in his cards as he leaned back in his chair and folded his arms over his chest. "I fold as well."
"I'll call," Luxord announced with a smirk, tossing a few chips into the pile.
"You bet on everything," Xaldin scoffed. He'd folded a little while ago, as it turned out he had a seven-duce off-suit. The worst hand in Poker. EVER! He never was good at games of chance...
"And I win, more often then not."
"And the river," Xigbar said, grabbing the deck, burning a card (MKL: Not literally, non-poker-savvy peoples.). He tossed over the last card: An ace of spades.
"Full house, kings over sixes!" Luxord announced with a greedy laugh. He reached in to take the chips, but before he could, Saix's hand lightly touched the tip of his finger. The Gambler blinked before turning to his compeditor...and then groaning when he saw what the Berserker had.
"Royal flush," Xemnas muttered with a bit of awe.
"Whoa, Saix--you're good at this," Xigbar said with a blink. Saix simply smirked and took his chips, then started counting them out.
"Another hand?" Luxord asked, bouncing back easily enough as he expertly shuffled the deck.
"Only if Saix doesn't play," Xaldin stated.
"I have enough for now," Saix said easily, still couning chips. Already, he had at least two thousand counted out, and it didn't seem to be stopping any time soon.
"Then I think we're all in," Luxord noted as people started to ante up.
"I wonder what those idiots are doing now?" Xaldin absently wondered as Luxord began to deal.
"They HAVE been unusually quiet," Xemnas mused. "Usually they would have come in by now demanding we 'play' with them. As if tossing Zexion to them wasn't enough last time they begged."
"Which reminds me," Xigbar said, blinking as he glanced towards the door, "Mister Ice-Fag's usually here by now, ain't he?" (MKL: Please keep in mind that Vexen is my third-favorite Nobody. Right behind Axel and Demyx, and right before Xigbar. So anynicknames aren't to be taken offensively by fans/fangirls. XP) "He's the only one who can seem ta give us any sort of entertainment...well, since we threw Zexion to the masses, at least."
"Probably caught up in one of his experiments," Saix deadpanned, still counting his chips. "He normally is."
"Good point," Xaldin agreed.
"All right," Luxord announced, "let's start."
No sooner had they placed their first bets then...
"...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Dead silence.
And then--
"Was that...Number Eleven?" Xemnas asked, looking a bit dazed as the whole room stared at the door to the hallway.
"I'll go check on 'im," Xigbar sighed, shaking his head and tossing in his cards. "Didn't have anythin' good anyway."
He left as the rest of the room continued...
...then stopped dead-still in the middle of the hallway, staring at the sight before him.
It seemed that Zexion had finally gotten sick of his least-favorite member of the Organization, as Marluxia was desperately jumping up and down, clutching for air as MANLY tears of anger ran down his face.
"GIVE IT BACK, GIVE IT BACK!!!" he screamed, bunching up and taking a rather large leap. There was a yelp as he yanked back his hand and held it like it had been burned, whimpering like a puppy. "Oooow, that hurt...stupid fire-wyvern..."
A pause.
"Now that's just mean!"
More pause.
"UGH!!! LOOK, JUST GIVE ME BACK MY ROSE AND I'LL FREAKIN' LEAVE YOU ALONE!!!!!!"
And even MORE pause! X3
"DAMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Um, Marluxia?" Xigbar asked hesitantly, a rather large sweatdrop climbing down his head. Marluxia turned around and seemed to brighten.
"Ah, Number Two!" he said excitedly. He started to turn around. "Look, Zexion took this thing into the castle! Do you think...?" His jaw dropped and he whirled around again with wide, disbeleiving eyes. "It was RIGHT THERE!!! I SWEAR!!!!!"
Xigbar sighed to himself. Oh Hearts, just like him to get stuck with a crazy while the others were probably drinking what was left of his beer stash. Dammit! That was no fair--he'd managed to smuggle it past Axel and Namine fair and square! THEY shouldn't enjoy the fruits of HIS labor!!!
"Did you forget Zexi's powers're over illusion or somethin'?" Xigbar asked boredly, leaning against the wall behind him. He idly began examining his nails. "Dude, you really need ta realize when he's got ya seein' things."
"But I KNOW it was there!" Marluxia objected angrily, turning around. "It burned my hair AND the wall, Goddammit!"
"Prove it."
Marluxia whirled around and nodded seriously before stalking down the hallway. "All right, I will. C'mon, I'll show you!"
Xigbar hesitated and glanced back at the room, hearing a series of groans as someone won (Xemnas, more probably than not--they reacted worse since the Superior was known to have a huge ego). He sighed in defeat and reluctantly followed Marluxia.
As he made a mental note to kill the pink-haired man if he was lying.
MEANWHILE (again), BACK IN THE VIDEOGAME ROOM...
"See?!" Marluxia announced before shoving open the door.
Xigbar poked his head in and sweatdropped. Profusely.
"Ahaha, go, Namine!" Axel shouted happily, pumping his fist in the air as he watched the only two females in the castle play...DDR. Again.
"C'mon, Larxene, c'mon..." Zexion hissed, eyes narrowed as he clutched a bag of money, glaring at the screen.
"I'll kick your ass this time, Mute!" Larxene shouted with an evil laugh. She promply stumbled and ruined her round.
"You were saying?" Namine asked expectantly. She didn't miss a step.
Suddenly, Roxas and Demyx seemed to notice Xigbar was in the room.
'I did?' Demyx wondered before turning around at the same time as Roxas. 'Oh. I did.'
"Hiya, Xigbar!" Roxas greeted with a snicker. "What're you doin' down here? Don't you normally play poker with the other guys right about now?"
"I was," Xigbar said with an easy grin. He turned to Marluxia, who was staring in shock at...an unmarred wall. "Now where's this 'proof' ya said ya had that this 'fire wyvern' was actually here?"
"I-it was RIGHT THERE!" Marluxia stammered, lifting a shaking hand to point at the wall.
"What was right there?" Demyx asked innocently as Namine and Larxene nailed the finishing move.
"Augh, I lost again!" Larxene complained.
"Shoot," Zexion muttered.
"Pay up, Pretty-Boy," Axel demanded with a grin.
Zexion muttered what sounded suspiciously like a profanity before handing over the bag he was holding. Axel opened it up and bit on the munny, then gave a bright smile.
"Okay, so it's not fake. Niiiiiiice. I can get a new motorcycle for this much." (MKL: ...mmmm...-smirks- Axel: -sweats- Uh, I think I should be scared right now...and running. I should definately be running. MKL: -still smirks- Axel: -runs away screaming- MKL: -eating sea-salt ice cream- Mmmm...yummy... -XD-)
"We're lookin' for some 'proof' that this 'fire wyvern' attacked him," Xigbar said with a roll of his eyes, making finger-quotes as he talked. Zexion blinked innocently.
"Fire wyvern?" he echoed before arching an eyebrow. He turned to Marluxia. "You do know those don't exist, yes?"
"You...you..." Maluxia looked dumbstruck before he turned to Xigbar with an angry expression. "He's obviously using his powers to hide the marks!!!"
Xigbar paused and scanned the room with his single eye before shrugging innocently. "I don't sense anything."
"Ugh!" Marluxia shouted/groaned, grabbing at his hair and starting to rip at it. Xigbar's expression turned dark and he abruptly took a step forward.
"I mentally warned you not to lie to me," the Freeshooter stated, eye flashing. "And I'm SURE you could tell that I'm in absolutely no mood to mess around."
Marluxia paled as the rest of the room gazed with interest. It wasn't often that Xigbar got mad, and when he did, it usually wasn't pretty. Although it WAS entertaining to anyone watching.
"Uh...I should start running now," Marluxia decided. Xigbar nodded, summoning his Gun Arrows and taking aim.
"Might be smart," he agreed. Marluxia squeeled like a pig before jumping out of the way of a volley of bullets and streaking down the hall at the speed of light, Xigbar about to follow before he paused in the doorway and looked over his shoulder with a smirk.
"Oh, and Zexion, dude--you might wanna be more careful next time. I'm startin' ta see the burn on the wall. Heheh. Peace, everyone!"
And then he abruptly ran out the door, Marluxia's screams of pain and terror quickly echoing through the halls of the castle.
"Whoa...that'sa long chapter," Sakuya said with wide eyes. MKL shrugged, typing away at a homework assignment.
"I had a stressful day yesterday and figured writing might help," she said easily. She grinned and clicked a button before going back to typing away. "But now I've gotta go do homework. Ararik!"
Ararik appeared from a Corridor of Darkness portal, a sour look on his face. "What?!" he snapped. MKL ignored the tone of voice, being as merciful as she was.
"Talk to the readers. I'm workin' on homework."
Ararik rolled his eyes before turning to the audience. "Okay, fine. It's not like I have a choice. Ehem...
"The song is 'Ticks' by Brad Paisley, and MKL highly suggests listening to it," he stated bluntly. "The poker scene is almost exactly like how it is over at MKL's house. And if any of the terms confused you or something, don't hesitated to talk to her. And don't forget to review. Sakuya will draw an arrow for you."
Sakuya smiled brightly. "Yay arrows!!!" -S3-
Ararik rolled his eyes again. "I've gotta go. Youko Kyuubi is INSISTING that I come visit his universe and 'check out all a th' hot chicks'. And he would probably call Inari if I refuse..."
Ararik shuddered.
"Have fun, tell him I said hi," MKL called absently. "And tell him to drop by. He is one of my muses, after all, his own universe or not."
"I'll pass the message," Ararik said blandly before disappearing again.
"And now I get to draw the arrow!" Sakuya squeeled. "Awaaaaaaaayyyy!!!"
"Later," MKL added.
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