Let's be honest, no matter how much everyone wants me to own Disney or Square Enix, it'll never happen, and believe it or not, it might be for the best that I don't own it. I would screw the company by investing everything we had into the Hot Pocket companies.
The Organization's Problems
Chapter 10
Okay, now before I start this chapter, I'd like to say thanks to anyone that's decided to stay with the story thus far. I'm sorry for the irregular updates, but I'm going through a hard time and, frankly, it's making me lose all my concentration.
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So, without further delay, I give you Chapter Ten.
Day Three
It has been several hours after Xemnas and the rest of the hospital patients got back to the castle to find a wild drinking contest.
Xemnas gripped Roxas' tender catlike underbelly and lifted him up, almost making him hit the whirling ceiling fan. "Okay, Roxas, you're going to tell me what happened here, seeing as you're the only one here that isn't hammered or glued to the ceiling."
Roxas looked up at the fan, then at Xemnas.
Hehe. Would you believe me if I said it was Xion's idea? Xemnas gave him a stare that said 'if you actually tell me that, I'll glue you to the ceiling'
It was Larxene.
A shiver of fear made it's way up the Superior's spine. "Okay then. Roxas, you, Demyx, and Xion will be punished. Larxene though, *shiver* will continue with his day-to-day lifestyle without being bothered."
Well, might as well get it over with. What do I have to do, Boss?
"I'm putting you on Rat Duty. You and Sora will go around the castle and kill any mice you find."
Whoawhoawhoawhoa! Since when is my Other a cat too?
"Since the Author made him one during the break in the chapters, you twit. Sora! Get out here." Sora, now a chestnut-brown-haired tom-cat with the same height as Roxas, came sulking around the sofa.
"I don't quite get why I was turned into a cat… Wait a sec! Why am I being punished with him."
The Superior shrugged lazily. "You're an asshole, maybe?"
"…"
"You tried to kill every person in the castle."
You and Riku totaled the Superiors dragon.
"Shut up, Roxas. You're not making this nay better."
"Well, if you want to get done, you had better get started, you two."
Wait, this is lame. Can I please do something else?
"If you don't want to do it, I can always ask Namine to help get you motivated." Roxas took a big gulp of spit at Namine's name.
!
And the Superior walked off chuckling.
Meanwhile, in the Kitchen That Isn't…
Namine suddenly sneezed. "Huh, I wonder if that rumor is true?"
"What rumor?" asked Zexion, now walking in but not taking his eyes off his book.
"Oh, hi Zexion. Well, there's a rumor that if someone uses you as a threat or spreads a rumor about you, that you'll sneeze. Run along, lunch will be ready soon."
"Ah. Okay then."
Zexion folded his book closed and exited the room. He walked down the hall, every few seconds looking at one of the doors until he found it. The door with the male stickman standing. The bathroom. He walked to it, and out came Xaldin the Moogle.
Zexion gave him a stare of wonder, intrigue… and confusion.
"Hey Xaldin, how's a Moogle supposed to go peepee?"
Xaldin gave him a stare of grief… well, as much grief as could be on a Moogle's face, and then sighed heavily.
"Pray that you never find out, Zexion. Pray that you never find out."
Xaldin floated down the hall in silence, regretting his trip to the restroom. Well, it WAS a silent trip until he passed the Melodious Nocturne, Demyx. He gave Xaldin a creepy stare that said 'Get in my way, I dare ya"
"Hey Xaldin," He said in an irritated tone, "Guess what."
Xeldin looked over at him. "What?"
Demyx got close to the place where he believed Moogles to have their ears and said, "STOP FLOATING AROUND SO LOUD, YOU IGNORANT ASSHOLE!"
…
"OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW my ear! You freakin' broke my eardrum you Douche!
"SHUT UP! I'M TRYIN' TO NURSE A HANGOVER HERE, ASSWIPE!"
"YOU SHUT UP, YOU JERK!"
"NO, YOU SHUT UP!"
"NO, YOU SHUT UP"
Meanwhile, a few floors above this…
Young Luxord and Axel were in the middle of a friendly game of Twenty-One.
"Hit me." Axel said confidently.
Luxord slapped another facedown card onto Axel's radically growing pile of cards already facing that direction.
"You know, I really doubt that you have anything below a bust right now." Axel nodded in disagreement.
"You're right. I'll have to fix that so I can have a perfect Twenty-One." He looked over his stack of cards, selected quite a few of them until he was satifyed, and then all the cards in his hand burst into flames. He threw down an Ace of clubs and a Queen of Diamonds.
"There, I got Twenty-One, Shorty. Now gimme that Twix."
Luxord furrowed his brow. "But that's not fair! You cheated!"
Axel gave him a smile worthy of a stalker. "Well then, maybe you had better not cheat me next time, ya little time stopper." He threw the cards on the ground and left the room.
Meanwhile, a few floors below them…
Both Demyx with his hangover and Xaldin with his general Pissed-Off attitude were still going at it.
"No! *cough* You shut up!"
"No! you shut *wheeze* up!"
Meanwhile, somewhere…
Marluxia was in her garden, like she always was when she was a he, watering, cutting, perfecting, and generally tending to her Roses, Tiger Lilies, Lotus', and Camellia Blossoms.
Saix clambered through the doors, and like most times, her horrible mood immediately made about Eighty percent of the flowers in the room wilt instantly.
"Hey Marluxia, The Superior wants to see you in the living room."
Marluxia gripped her clipping shears, turned around, and threw the shears with all her might towards Saix's face. Direct Hit.
"Dear God, OW! What the hell, Marluxia!" Marluxia gave Saix an angry squint, then pointed towards the sign on her door that said "Please knock before entering. Refusal of this will result in some Gardening Tool being smashed into your face."
Saix read the sign again. "… I thought that was a joke!" Marluxia tilted her hand ever-so-slightly so that she was now pointing at a sign directly below the first one which read "This is not a joke."
Marluxia turned back around, took another pair of clippers out of one of her pockets, and began her work once again. Once she decided she was done, she stood up, punched Saix in the face, and left to meet with the Superior.
"Wait a sec. Why the hell didn't I punch that A-hole back?"
Meanwhile, Back with those two…
Both Demyx and Xaldin had passed out due to lack of oxygen. Marluxia appeared farther down the hall, walked passed them, only stopping to kick Xaldin's unconscious body.
She muttered some things. And if you were there, you might have heard, "Asshole didn't leave me any cake on my birthday."
In the Meantime, Let's Check Up With Lexeaus…
Still stuck to the ceiling.
"Can someone get me some water? It's really hot up here, and all my blood's gone to my head! Help me! Anybody? Hello?"
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