Chapter Three: In which Axel is Bored

Axel was bored. Which is an catastrophic condition for the certain redhead. Usually, when Axel is bored, he'd simply make Waffle Crisp out of everything. And that included Xemnas and Zexion's stuff...

The pyro sighed, his hair moving in subtle accordance to the gesture. Unfortunately for him, but not anyone else, Castle Oblivion was now flame-retardant since the last Xaldin-dubbed "Axel Incident"

In retaliation, Axel did what Axel did best: Annoy people impulsively. Just as it happens, three unfortunate Nobodies chancely strolled down the long, achromatic hallway. The Flurry smirked, in spite of himself, hiding behind a column on the entrance to the certain corrider.

"And then…I shot him for it!!"

The voice of Xigbar telling another one of his disconcernedly violent stories rung through the empty hall, disturbing the previous silence.

The aforementioned and company (a bored looking Zexion and Roxas) waltzed down the corridor. Axel struggled to come up with some impromptu aggrivating pet/nicknames. He succeded, but not prodigiously. Oh well. It would have to do. The pyro strolled in front of the makeshift party blocking their once peaceful views that did not happen to include obnoxious redheads.

"Hello Patchy the Pirate, Emo, Teddy."

"I am not (insert nickname here)!"

After a frenetic shouting match between the four members, Roxas had the dignity to cock an eyebrow at his friend.

"Teddy, Axel? Come on. You are running dry, my friend." Roxas shook his head, furthermore disheveling blonde hair.

"Hey man, you look like a teddy-bear!" Axel protested.

Xigbar contorted his head at odd angles to get a perspective view of the keyblade weilder. His eyebrows raised comically. Always taking advantage of an opportunity to tease someone.

"Y'know dude, I think Axel's sorta right…"

"Shut up Patchy, you're one to talk." Axel drilled the bit in further. He was a mastermind of annoying. Not nicknames, but annoyance, yes.

Zexion remained silent. Not giving Axel what he wanted.

"Look you bastard, the only reason I have this fucking thing is because you were running with scissors!" Xigbar shouted, finally reacting to the eyepatch comment.

"That's not a fair accusation! Vexen was chasing me!"

"Why?" Roxas dared to ask, knowing he was going to get a rather enlightening response. His expectations were satisfied.

"He just got pissed because I made a trail of paper dolls out of his lab reports…" Axel muttered in false sheepishness. Roxas sighed. Zexion cocked a mauvish eyebrow, his first response yet.

"And what else?" The fifth Nobody ventured, glaring harshlt at the pyro.

"I…sorta blew up his lab…"

"Oh for Christ sakes Axel, why'd you do that?"

Roxas threw his hands up in exasperation, ready to hang his head in sorrow and throw himself at Vexen's feet to apologise for his best friend's actions.

"I was bored." Axel replied bluntly, stunning those around him.

"Geez, when I'm bored, I shoot torpedoes at trees in Twilight Town, or fight with Xaldin and shit like that." Xigbar was kind of miffed because he wasn't the main feature of the conversation anymore.

And in all of this, the two residents most commonly accused of being (quote Xigbar) "Total Faggots" waltzed through a portal summoned only moments ago.

"Dudes!" Demyx shouted, apparently excited about something. Marluxia just grinned.

Axel, as incessant as ever, put his hands to his ears, stuck out his tongue and routinely mocked whoever was near, who just happened to be Demyx.

"DOOD!"

Demyx's grin faded instantly, his face solumn.

"Axel, shut up."

Axel pouted looking remeniscient to a smacked puppy. Demyx's grin appeared soon there after.

"We went to Twilight Town, and Guess what?!"

Zexion perked up instantly. Well, as much as Zexion could perk up. (Meaning his eyes widened a little.)

"You killed Sora?"

"Ha!" Marluxia laughed, then turned suddenly stoic. "No."

"Even better!" Demyx started again, his face alight in comical pretense. "We went music shopping, and we got you all stuff!"

Thirteen irregularly shaped bags materialized through its own portal, each brought in by Demyx's Dancer Nobodies.

"Holy Shit." Axel said, then drew a long whistle, obviously gobsmacked by the thirteen bags of Compact Disks.

"I got an iPod." Marluxia said offhandedly. Demyx begun the gratuitous gift giving.

"For Zexion." As soon as the cheap plastic touched his gloves, Zexion was off, scurrying towards his quarters.

"Hey wait up dude!" Xigbar waved after getting his gift, chasing after his 'friend'.

The Nocturne handed Axel his quota.

"Heavy Metal?" The pyro quipped, examining a CD. Demyx frowned.

"Look bitch, it was that or Brittany Spears."

"Ah." Axel uttered, relieved that his world would be temporarily freed from 90's pop idols for a while longer. He then ran off clutching his gift. His missions: Drown his braincells in hardcore Rokk. At the least, he wasn't bored anymore.

Demyx handed Roxas a bag, and before he followed Axel to make sure he didn't break anything, The Graceful Assassin stopped him mid step.

"Roxas, Do you know where" Marluxia took a breath before reciting his list. "The Superior, Saix, Larxene, Vexen, Lexaeus, Xaldin and Luxord went?"

"Well…" Roxas began. "Larxene is on her period watching soap operas and eating magnanimous amounts of sea-salt ice cream; I don't recommend going in there. On her door there's a sign that says 'Do not enter, violators will be castrated."

Marluxia visibly winced. Roxas continued.

"Lexaeus and Luxord are playing poker, Vexen's cooped up in his lab again, Xaldin is in solitary confinement cough the Rubber Room cough so he won't stab anyone, and I really don't know where The Superior and Saix are, but I don't necessaraly want to find Saix."

Marluxia turned. "Thank you, Roxas." He uttered before setting off to other destinations, Demyx in pursuit.

"Wait!" Roxas shouted. "Where are you going?"

"We're finding Saix an' Xemnas!" Demyx replied, as if he was stating the obvious.

"Ah." Roxas acknowledged as he set off once more to find his best friend.

The botanist however was busy wondering if Axel's hair-gel was flame retardant.

BORDERSSUCKASSOMG!

A/N: This looked longer on notebook paper… I normally don't beg for reviews, but come on! Acknowledge my existance! You are all making me sad! I'm sorry if it sucks…at least tell me, Ne?

More bad humor later…