Chapter 2: Preparation

"ARGHHHH! AXEL!!!"

Larxene screamed, finding her entire closet on fire. The redhead stepped in and blinked his green eyes innocently. "Yes, Larxene, you called?" The blonde, trembling with rage, turned to face Axel with dangerously flashing blue eyes. "You set my closet on fire." She said in a low, dangerous tone.

"Not me!" Axel held his hands up in a gesture of peace, beads of sweat running down his forehead. "But still, you took my underwear so…" Larxene wasn't prepared to listen to any more. Xemnas had been taken away by the CSI for questioning related to the earlier incident at the casino, so the other twelve members had the castle to themselves. But Xemnas said he'd be back soon, and that they had better get their bags packed and ready to go. But Larxene's closet was on fire. And it still was. Larxene was just about to electrocute Axel when someone stepped through the doorway.

"Larxene! Axel! What have you been doing?!" Eight and twelve both froze. "Superior?!" They stared at the silver-haired leader that had just materialized in front of them. Xemnas twitched, and then his form melted away to reveal Zexion, who stood before them with a cold smirk on his face. "Damned shapeshifting illusionist." Larxene cursed. The schemer chuckled lightly, surveying them with his one visible eye. "Boo." He said. Axel just glared. "What are you doing here, anyway?" Zexion grinned. "Well, I scented burning wood. And of course, I also detected the scents of Larxene and yourself around it. So I figured you miscreants might have set fire to something." Larxene stared. "And where were you before you came here?" "Strolling about town." Zexion replied bluntly. "Why do you have to detect scents from so far away? It would've been better if we were just left alone." Larxene continued. "Axel, what say you that we set fire AND electrocute number six?" "Fine with me." Axel said with an evil grin.

Zexion quickly summoned a portal and vanished.

Meanwhile…

"Dance water dance!" Demyx commanded. Throngs of water clones immediately sprung up from around him. The sitar player grinned. "Right, you guys are going to help me pack!" The clones nodded. "Right. Clone one, you take the Organization cloaks. Clone two, you get the shoes. Clone three, my tropical vacation clothes…"

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Saïx muttered to himself as he tossed various pajamas into his luggage, most of which had crescent moons printed on it. The blue-haired man looked disgruntled. "I would rather stay and take on missions. Pathetic Sora." He cursed, tossing another pair of pajama pants into the bag. "I'd think that Xemnas would bring his—"

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"Ponie!" Xemnas said, tossing it into his bag. "Ponie two!" he said again, tossing yet another My Little Pony into his luggage bag. "Ponie three! Ponie four! Ponie five!"

"Um, Superior?" It was Xaldin.

Xemnas quickly slammed his luggage shut and cleared his throat. "Yes, number three?" Xaldin looked at the stack of soft toys Xemnas had planned to bring and shuddered for a moment, before opening his mouth to speak. "May I bring a set of kitchen knives?" Xemnas frowned. "Why? You won't need to do any cooking during this vacation." Xaldin coughed. "Yes, about that. It's for self-defense." "Can't you summon your spears?" The third member looked confused. "No sir, I can't. It'll kill Ax—I mean, the person who's attacking me in one shot. I don't want them to be hurt badly." Xemnas looked surprised. "That's good, Xaldin. You've learnt." Xaldin grinned and walked out of the room.

"Torture is better than a quick death." He muttered as he left.

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"Now then," Xemnas said, grinning widely. "Since we've all packed our bags, let's go!" the Superior finished, and opened a huge dark portal, looking unusually hyper. The other members followed the Superior and dejectedly dragged their luggage into the portal.

They were probably making the worst mistake of their non-lives.

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A/N: Apologies! –bows profusely- I haven't been on for quite awhile! Too busy preparing for school, I guess. I hope you enjoy this chapter! And sorry for not updating!