I really had fun writing that. Also, fun fact, SaphirActar's prompt for yesterday shared the same idea as mine, that wasn't planned! We really are bros, bro!

This prompt was an open door to fluff, but I chose not too. Instead, I'm talking about my own babies~*

No new rules!

"Hey, wanna do something fun?"

Roxas looked at Demyx with his blank expression. "Fun?"

"You know, having fun! It's only the three of us tonight. All the old boring guys are gone. So I thought I would teach you what real fun is!"

"Real fun?" asked Xion, probably as lost as Roxas was.

Most of the members of the Organization XIII (the ones that were still alive, at least), had gone for different missions and would not be back before the next day. Only Demyx, Roxas and Xion were left.

"Oh, come on, you surely know what fun is! Think a bit! Something fun is something you wouldn't mind doing all day long!"

"Well," started carefully Xion, "I like eating ice creams with Roxas and Axel everyday. Does that count?"

"Whaaat? How come Axel never invited me? I've been here for longer than… Nevermind. Yes, I think that counts… But I was thinking of something a bit more thrilling! Roxas?"

"I would have said the same thing as Xion… Sorry."

Demyx nodded. "Fine. I guess it's all up to me then. Tonight, kids, Big Brother Demyx will teach you how to… PILLOW FIGHT!"

"Fighting? Will we need our weapons?"

"Why do you call yourself Big Brother?"

"Is this a way to collect hearts?"

Demyx ignored their questions and asked them to wait while he would get ammunitions. He came back a minute later, his hands full of pillows.

"Okay, let me teach you the rules. The goal is to hit the others with the pillows, and with the pillows only. No other rule."

"And… this is fun?" Asked Xion who was obviously trying too hard to understand.

"Sure it is! Let me show you!" And Demyx threw one of the fluffy pillow at Xion's face. It fell on the floor and she did not move.

"That did not look really funny." Blankly stated Roxas.

"Come on, try for real!"

The two youngsters obeyed, unconvinced, to please Demyx. But after a few hits and dodges, they finally started to get it. They became more violent, they would form coalitions against the musician, and soon enough the three of them were laughing and screaming, throwing pillows all over the place.

What often happens in brutal pillow fights happened this time as well. Feathers started flying all over the place as the poor objects were torn apart. Roxas looked at it, nervous.

"Won't we get in trouble for that?"

"What? No way! We'll clean this up and no one will notice. But first… Ever heard of a game called "What's in my mouth?" ? I guessed so. Let me show you!"

He took them to the kitchen. "Roxas, you start first! Let me blindfold you… There you go. All you have to do is guess what we are feeding you. Ready?"

If they started with strawberries or milk, Demyx had the kindness to give Roxas some Tabasco as his final guess. Roxas, his tongue burning and his eyes crying, took his revenge on the poor Xion who ended up with cloves and even raw fish. But the one who truly regretted was Demyx himself, as they put the most disgusting things they would find in one spoon. Still blindfolded, he tried to reach for the bottle of water, and spilled basically everything that was on the table.

Roxas's mouth was one fire, Xion could still feel the texture of the raw fish on her tongue and Demyx felt he could be throwing up at any second - still, the three of them were smiling.

"What's next?" Asked Roxas, yawning, but his eyes sparkling.

"Well, it's pretty late now. How about something calm before going to sleep? Come over there. I'll teach you some songs."

They fell asleep in the sofa, still humming that sitar song Demyx taught them, when the other members came back in the middle of the night.

There were feathers all over the place. Xion had stepped on the tabasco puddle in the kitchen and there were footprints everywhere. Axel was the first one to react. He burst into laughter. "Holy sh…"

"XIIIIGBAAAAR!"

That was the first time any of them ever heard Saïx lose his cool and actually yell. Xigbar appeared in the door frame.

"Oh, back earlier than what I thought! Had fun?"

"Xigbar. Explain yourself. I asked you to keep an eye on them. What is all of that?"

"I'm no babysitter, Saïx. I was listening to some Opera in my room. A masterpiece, really. They aren't babies, they can keep an eye on themselves. What could have possibly gone wrong?"

Saïx looked at the room. The feathers. The tabasco footprints all the way up to the sofa, probably stained forever. The three kids, cuddled together, sleeping so deeply they still had not woken up.

"What could have gone wrong with letting Demyx in charge? Everything, Xigbar. Everything."

Demyx is kind of the cool bro if you want to do fun stuff, but he gets bored pretty quickly. I have no real opinion on him in canon (I think he could be cool, but he lacks of... depth perhaps? I hope we'll learn more about his somebody in III !), but he usually is cool in fandom!

See you tomorrow~

Let's play a game! I tell you tomorrow's theme and you tell me what you think it could be about. (even if you read this long after the next prompt is posted, you can still play! Leave a review about what/who you think it might be about, then read the next one to check. I would be so interested to know about what comes to your mind with the themes!)

Next theme : Dark Night