Xemnas turned the knob to his radio volume and soft rock music began to play. It was nearing 8 AM and it was nearing his daily morning announcements. He had a stack of papers on his desk. He shuffled them before taking a sip of his coffee he had made himself. He liked his coffee black and decaffeinated.

Heaving a sigh and cracking his knuckles, he pressed the button that activated the intercom speakers around the castle and he began to read off what was written on his stacks of papers.

"Good morning members of Organization Thirteen," he began. "Today's missions will start at 8:30 so please be prepared." He cleared his throat and skimmed over the jumble of words. "Today at 12:00 inspectors are coming to make sure that the lab is safe and secure so please be aware. Marluxia's painting lesson will be happening today at 2:00." He tossed some pages aside and skimmed through a paragraph and began reading out loud without realizing it. "Xemnas will be offering prostitution lessons using Saïx as-"his face reddened and he groaned in rage. "Axel! Office now!" He yelled. And with that the announcements ended.

The superior sat back in his chair, heaving a sigh. Knowing that Axel would be a while, he pulled out his diary.

Dear MANLY journal,

Today Axel pranked me again during announcements this morning. I accidentally read something inappropriate in front of the entire castle. I should proof read these things before I announce them.

Anyway, holidays are coming around the corner. Speaking of which, Halloween is today. Roxas, Axel, and Demyx are dressing up in costumes and venturing out at 6:00 tonight to get some candy. Last year they came back with an entire storage container full of candy. Apparently they had scared and harassed children to get their candy. And by "they" I mean Axel. Axel has always been the trouble maker, thinking he can do whatever he wants. Demyx is just annoying; always so childish. Then there's Roxas, the youngest out of the organization. He is far too innocent for his own good; always confused and questioning things.

Christmas is coming soon and all those holidays like Kwanza and Hanukkah. In this Organization, we have celebrated all three once and it was a disaster. Thinking about the holiday season makes me wonder what I want for Christmas. I think I want a kitten. A quiet, small, and fuzzy kitten. My other cat, Mr. Whiskers is old and fat; he doesn't do much besides eating and using his litter box. I either want a kitten or a goat. Or even a cow. Cows come with milk. If I got a cow-

Like a bolt of lightning struck through him, he sat up straight in his chair with a jump.

"That's it!" He exclaimed.

I CAN DOMINATE MILK.

He underlined his all capitalized statement many times and sat back down.

My evil plans are starting to formulate. I can be the Superior of milk and other dairy products! It is so unbelievable of how evil I really am.

He softly chuckled to himself; his entire body shook which caused his chair to squeak. He was having a long, evil laughing session which was abruptly cut off when Axel entered the room. Xemnas' first instinct was to hide the journal and he did so by cramming the pink book down his pants. This was the first time Axel regretted not knocking.