A/N: I don't own the character or the places. Just the idea of the story.
So first of all I'm sorry for long whiles before updating but the least is that I'll get two reviews for a chapter that I'd keep on updating. Thanks.
This prank is from Sekisetsu Komoriuta. Thank You!
Super Glued Hands
Demyx was bored. He hadn't got any ideas for creating anything new with his Sitar. Roxas, Axel and Zexion were all on a mission. Naminé was working with new pictures and Demyx had no rights to go and bother her. The rest of the Organization just didn't want him around.
So, the young musician started to walk around the castle. He found Xaldin and Xigbar sleeping in the living room. "Aw, ain't that cute?" Demyx thought and continued his way forward. Vexen had locked himself into his lab. Again. Demyx sighed but didn't let that bother him. Continuing his way, the Nocturne found Saïx and the Superior discussing about some plans in the meeting room. Larxene and Marluxia were at the flower wielder's garden and laughing at something.
Demyx shuddered a little. He really didn't want to know what the two were up to. Still, he was searching for something to entertain himself. The Sitarist found Luxord gambling against some of the lesser Nobodies. "Ah, Demyx! You want to join in?" Luxord questioned when he noticed the kid.
Demyx shook his head. "Thanks but maybe some other time. Got things to do..." Demyx replied and left the place real soon. Luxord only nodded and went back to his gambling. The Nocturne sighed in relief after being far enough from the gambler's room. "Like I'd want to lose my money..." He muttered little darkly. "So... What to do? What to do?" Demyx wondered while continuing his way down the halls.
The mullet/mohawk haired male ended up in front of Lexeaus' room. Slightly smiling Demyx knocked and peeked into the room. The Silent Hero's room was empty. The musician shrugged and walked inside intending to wait for his friend... Until he noticed something.
Grinning from ear to ear, Demyx took the small thing from the table and left the room. Quietly he entered back into living room. Carefully and without disturbing either of the higher ranked males, Demyx started his little prank.
Of course, Demyx did read the small writing on the tube to make sure he knew how to fix things. Yet, once he had handled his little work, the musician returned the tube back to its rightful owner. After that Demyx went to sit into the living room and called his Sitar out. He started to play off a soft tune making sure not to wake either of his victims.
Few hours later Xigbar woke up. Demyx was still playing his Sitar and kept his eyes closed. The Freeshooter listened for a while with a smile on his face. The young Sitarist was really talented with that instrument.
But, the sniperist had to get up and it was then he realized there was something wrong. First, his right hand felt strange and he glanced down to find that his hand was linked to Xaldin's hand. Xigbar tried to open his hand but the fingers didn't work. He stared at his hand for a while before it dawned to him. "Oh hell..." He whispered and glanced at the Nocturne.
Demyx, being a professional actor, knew how to react. "Don't look at me! I have no idea about that!" He protested straight off looking shocked and offended. Xigbar sighed and slumped back to the sofa.
"You don't even have slightest idea of who to blame?" The Freeshooter questioned. Demyx shook his head little sadly.
"Don't have any ideas. Been playing my Sitar and haven't looked around." Demyx replied. Xigbar only nodded. "I think it would be good idea to wake Xaldin..." The Nocturne continued before vanishing his Sitar and started to leave the place. He turned around a little at the door. "I'll try and find who's responsible for this." The musician told.
"Thanks! And don't get in trouble because of it, I and Xaldin will handle that part." Xigbar called after him. Demyx nodded and left the room. The Freeshooter sighed and started to try and wake his friend up. "Hey, Xaldin... Time to wake up..." He called while slightly shaking the other male.
The second Xaldin had fully woken up and got the explanation of what had happened... There was heard a loud scream in the castle. It wouldn't have been a surprise if it had been heard into other worlds too. The whole Organization who were at the castle came to see what was going on.
"Okay, since we got all of you in here... Who's behind this prank?" Xigbar started and raised their glued hands. Everyone stared for a while before starting to laugh.
"This isn't funny!" Xaldin roared and called out his lances. Everyone stopped laughing. "So, who's behind this?" The Lancer questioned little angrily. Everyone shook their heads. "It is someone of you since Six, Eight and Thirteen left already yesterday to a mission." He continued while glaring at each and every one of the members.
"Though, I can say that Superior, Saïx, Lexeaus and Vexen are out of this kind of idiocy." The Freeshooter stated while trying to cross his hands just to realize to yank his friend's hand too. The suspects snickered a little. Xigbar glared at them but couldn't really do anything.
"If Zexion was here, finding the bad guy would be easy." Vexen mused. "Yet, he isn't. You're on your own to fix this." He continued before leaving back to his room. Xemnas and Saïx left the room too claiming to have some really important business to tend to. Lexeaus didn't say a word but he also left back to his room.
Marluxia, Larxene, Luxord and Demyx stood at the door of the living room, waiting for the judgment of their superiors. Xigbar sighed. "Demyx, you can go." He stated and the Nocturne nodded.
"Hey! That's not fair! How can you know he's not the pranker?" Marluxia nearly screamed. Xaldin glanced at his friend little suspiciously.
"Because he's been playing his Sitar and been in the living room whole time." The Freeshooter explained. Larxene crossed her arms.
"Oh really? If I got it right, you two were asleep. You can't know what he's been up to." She stated with a smirk.
"She's right, Xigbar. How can you know?" Xaldin questioned while slightly frowning. Xigbar rolled his eyes.
"The kid wouldn't lie to me, right?" He replied. Though, it sounded more of a question than a statement. "Anyway, we'll have to figure out these three first before we'll blame him." He continued quickly and turned to look at the trio in front of him. "So, any of you having alibis?" He questioned with a grin.
"Are Lesser Nobodies accepted?" Luxord questioned. "Because if those are, then I've been playing card games with them." The gambler continued.
"You control time. It wouldn't be hard from you to handle this kind of trick." Xigbar pointed out. Luxord only nodded.
"I still didn't do it." He stated as sternly as he could.
"We were at Marlu's garden." Larxene told. "We can only be each other's evidence." She continued.
"No one else to confirm that?" Xaldin questioned.
"Well... I did see Demyx walking on the corridors several hours ago..." Marluxia stated little thoughtfully.
"Come to think about it, I did see him too. I asked him to join in a round of card game but he refused." Luxord stated with a nod.
"What time those were?" Xigbar questioned.
"Three hours ago." Luxord replied straight off. Both Xaldin and Xigbar nodded.
"I think Vexen could find out the timing of when that was done." Marluxia said while pointing to the glued hands. "And maybe find a way of fixing it." He continued straight off.
Xaldin nodded. "I think that would be good idea." He created a dark portal and nearly dragged the Freeshooter through it.
"And I think they're trying to frame Demyx." Xigbar protested but Xaldin didn't listen. They came to the scientist's room and Xaldin knocked on the lab door. Vexen came out quite soon.
"Is it possible for you to know when this was done?" Xaldin questioned while raising their intertwined hands. Vexen examined their hands for a while before nodding slowly.
"I think I'd be able to do that... Come this way then..." He stated while leading the two males into his lab. "Sit down. I need to make few tests." The Academic continued while starting to gather the needed instruments for the needed tests.
Two hours later and Vexen was ready. "It happened around two o'clock." He explained. "And unfortunately it looks like that you two just have to wait it to give in."
"And when that's going to happen?" Xigbar questioned little wary about the answer.
"Inside of few days."
Both Xigbar and Xaldin groaned. "Isn't there any faster way to fix this?" Xaldin queried. Vexen only shook his head. "Damn it..."
The duo left the room. "I think the pranker is Demyx." Xaldin stated little annoyed.
"Don't believe before we've talked with him..." Xigbar replied and created a dark portal right outside of Demyx's room. The Freeshooter knocked on the door and glared a little at the Lancer next to him.
Demyx opened the door quite soon. "Hi... How's it going? Found the baddie yet?" The Nocturne questioned. Xigbar shook his head. "Oh... That's not good."
"I ask this straight from you, Nine." Xaldin took into the conversation. "Did you do this?" He asked little harsher than he had meant to. Demyx flinched a little.
"I have nothing to do with that!" He exclaimed straight off. "Xiggy, you believe me, right?" Demyx questioned and looked little sadly at the Freeshooter.
Xaldin sighed. "Don't look at him. I want you to be honest." The Lancer continued and nearly glared at the young musician. Demyx stared little fearfully at the wind wielder. "Answer to the question!"
"That's enough! Stop barking at him." Xigbar snapped and moved in front of Demyx to glare fully at the Organization's cook. "I believe him." Xigbar stated.
"Fine, Zexion's coming after few hours. Then we'll get the real answer." Xaldin replied. Xigbar sighed and looked at Demyx.
"Sorry 'bout him." The Freeshooter whispered. Demyx only nodded.
"It's nothing." He replied before leaving back inside the room and took out his Sitar once again. Xigbar and Xaldin left back to the living room to wait for Zexion's arrival.
The Cloaked Schemer did come after few hours. "Zexion! Dude, we need a little help from you." Xigbar straight off stated when he noticed the slate haired male. Zexion raised an eyebrow at him and crossed his arms.
"What kind of help?" He questioned little wary. Xigbar chuckled and showed the problem.
"This. We need to find out who's behind this... And maybe you could fix this?" The Freeshooter replied. Zexion nodded, took few sniffs at the problem.
"Nine." He told out before calling his Lexicon out. The Schemer flipped through the book before finding the spell he was looking for. He raised his right hand before starting to read the spell.
Once he came to end of the spell, it took on working. Inside of seconds the glued hands were separated. "Oh man! Thank you, Zexion!" Xigbar shouted in glee before frowning a little. "Um... What about Demyx? Is it really his work?" He questioned little hesitantly. Zexion only nodded.
"I told you." Xaldin whispered before heading towards the Nocturne's room.
"Wait!" The Freeshooter shouted after him and ran to catch up with the Lancer. "I don't think it's good idea to go and reprimand him. I think we could make a prank..." Xaldin only nodded. "And I got something special for him..."
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