I have been bitten by the fanfiction bug. Xcore. Lol. I've been reading and reading and reading and trying desperately not to think of story ideas because when I plot out a story I forget it and this is a very sad thing. Lol. You people have been giving me such good suggestions! Some have made me lol. I will get there, never you worry! XD

In other news, OMG HARRY POTTER TOMORROW NIGHT SKLFJSDKJFKSDKF I am dressing as Tonks. Pink hair=win.

So this one is one of the ones that have been bothering me to do, cuz theres a lot of option for hilarity…btw in the beginning it kinda hints at the crazy things that Vexen does to Roxas in the Mind series, if you're curious do check it out. Lol (Mind Reading, Mind Watching, Mind Acting) XD

What If…

One of Vexen's experiments backfired and he could only speak in rhyme?

((as suggested by the lovely OnlyInThisLight))

"Axel!" Roxas whispered urgently as he followed the said Flurry of Dancing Flames down the stairs, "Axel, we really shouldn't be doing this!"

Axel snorted as he continued his 'stealthy' (read: elephant stampede) journey into the dark laboratory. "Really Rox? You of all people should want Vexen to suffer from one of his experiments. Think of how many times he has used you as a test subject!"

Roxas pinked, trying to focus on the task at hand and not his various test results. "That's not the point! He knew what was going to happen when he used those potions! You are just—"

"Going to throw random potions together!" Axel finished for him as he reached the lab and grabbed a bottle with pink liquid inside. "That's the perfect plan. Maximum retribution."

"But you could hurt him!" Roxas said, trying his last defense.

"And this is a problem?" Axel raised an eyebrow as he mixed the pink with a blue one.

Roxas paused. "….Fine," he said as he grabbed a purple one, "Add this one."

---------((breakfast the next morning))------

Vexen grumbled to himself as he marched into the cafeteria for his breakfast. Vexen was never happy until he had his morning dose of coffee. He nearly stomped his way into the kitchen to make his way to the refrigerator, which held his own special coffee. He even had written on the thermos: Vexen's Coffee: Drink and Wake up Purple to stave off the occasional offender.

He sighed happily to himself as he poured a cup for himself. Because he glanced to the side to receive a wink of a morning greeting from Marluxia, Vexen missed the telltale green smoke that erupted from his coffee mug. Taking a sip, he moved to join the others at the table. Hmm..this tastes like it has some extra flavor… Vexen paused as he stared at the cup. Maybe I added too much creamer to this batch… he continued to muse as he sat and reached for the pancakes. He found that he could not reach the butter.

"Could you pass the butter, Number XI?" he asked Marluxia, "You are much closer to it than Number VII." Saix raised an eyebrow at his strange inclusion in Vexen's comment, but did not comment. Axel however, who had been surreptitiously watching Vexen since sat down, nearly choked on his bacon to hide his laughter.

"How is your experiment progressing, Number IV?" The Superior asked Vexen conversationally.

"I am finding no trouble sir; the results should be completed today, as it were," Vexen replied. Why am I speaking in rhyme? He mused at his strange speech pattern.

Marluxia noticed as well. "What's wrong Vexen? Do you feel the urge to be Dr. Seuss today?"

Vexen feigned indifference. "I do not know to what you refer, but if you will excuse me there is some work that I must cater to, monsieur." Even Vexen looked incredulous as his sentence came out of his mouth.

Marluxia burst into laughter. "Monsieur? Why thank you for your kindness, mademoiselle." He bowed to Vexen, who blushed and disappeared into his laboratory.

-------------((down in the lab))-------

"Why am I speaking in rhyme?" Vexen muttered to himself as he set off to continue his experiment, "this is nothing but a waste of time!" He slammed his book down in frustration. I need to focus on this.

"I need to pay attention," he resolved, "or surely, I will have no retention."

He then resolutely set to work. So absorbed he was in his work, that he did not notice a familiar visitor enter…

"From there to here, here to there, funny things are everywhere!" Marluxia shouted, reading from a printout titled 'Dr. Seuss Quotes'. Vexen looked up, startled. "I figured since you want to speak in rhymes, I should entertain myself by keeping up with you!"

"Stop this nonsense this second!" Vexen argued, trying to turn back to his work, "This will never get done then, I reckon…"

"When you think things are bad, when you feel sour and blue, when you start to get mad... You should do what I do," Marluxia replied, winking as he approached.

"What do you do?" Vexen asked quietly, turning cautiously before Marluxia captured him in an embrace. He sighed. "I suppose I already knew…"

Marluxia pulled Vexen in closer for a kiss as he read, "If you never did you should. These things are fun and fun is good…"

"Oh stop your nonsense and do what you need," Vexen replied, "quick while I still concede." Marluxia did not need to be told twice as he sealed his lips over Vexen's, pushing him yet again against the table, rattling the test tubes and beakers.

--------------((Meanwhile))-------------

"Do we really need to watch this anymore, Axel?" Roxas said from their hidden spot on the stairs, "It's stopped being funny and started being disgusting…"

Axel shushed him and dragged him upstairs to his bedroom. "Don't worry my dear Roxy! I'll distract you from those awful mental images!"

-------------((Meanwhile again))--------

Vexen groaned as Marluxia slowly unzipped his jacket and slipped his hand in side, smoothly caressing his chest. "Marluxia……I need to get this work done, I insist…" he gasped when his jacket slid from his shoulder to lay against his waist, "but I'm finding this a little hard to resist…"

Marluxia grinned to himself as he planted small kisses on Vexen's neck, making a trail down his collarbone. "Maybe your rhymes aren't so bad…"

"Marluxia! Stop raping Vexen and get up here! We have an assignment to take care of!" Larxene's voice grated against Marluxia's ears as he reluctantly let Vexen go. He sighed as he started to head toward the stairs. Vexen sighed in half frustration as he turned back to his work. Marluxia, however, stopped at the stairs with a final quote:

"Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one."

-----------------((End!))--------------

Don't worry. I figure his potion will wear off after a while. XD

This one reminds me of How Vexen stole Christmas, lol.

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Last one was the Bike Rack! You get a cookie if you get this one...

"Marluxia?"

Marluxia turned around, smiling his usual 'I'm-always-hiding-secrets' look. "Yes, Number VI?"

"Did you give me a Christmas present?"

~freaky-hanyou