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YAY! Another awesome chapter.


The best part HAD to be Xaldin's failing with his lances, and how they just clattered in front of the caretaker.


That was awesome.

We left our dynamic Organization members with the care center completely empty. And, of course, throwing bodies out the window like a bag of hooligans getting rid of the evidence as quickly as possible.

They sat in a circle in an orderly fashion as usual and discussed the plan of action.

“Who knows how to make pudding?”

No one raised their hand.

Xemnas sighed, “Anyone?”

Saix’ skeletal body rattled a tad.

Roxas gave a few ‘ooh ha’s’ and Demyx muttered about fish.

Xemnas shrugged, “Okay you three can make the pudding and any other food. Now, to really step into action.”

Xigbar raised his hand, “Can we have some nice hot ladies as slaves?”

Xemnas sighed, “No, Xigbar.”

“Awww….damn.”

Larxene raised her hand, “Would the best form of action be turning us younger?”

Marluxia snorted, “And how do we do that?”

Larxene glared, “Like you need to know, bimbo.”

“Slut.”

“Douchebag.”

“Skank.”

“Fairy.”

“Pig face.”

Xemnas sighed, “Stop fighting. And how do you mean make ourselves younger?”

Larxene gave a smile, “Well, Vexen could either create something or I’m sure one of our own relations is bound to be scientifically advanced enough to create something of such significance.”

Xemnas nodded, “VEXEN.”

Vexen looked at Xemnas, “EEEH. YES?”

Xemnas smiled, “WOULD YOU BE ABLE TO CREATE A POTION TO MAKE US YOUNGER?”

Vexen rolled it over in his mind.

“Mm…EEH….possibly. I haven’t touched the stuff in years…but I’ve still got books to do it…”

Xemnas smiled, “THEN DO SO NOW. Larxene, you help him.”

The two went off to fix up the potion. Why hadn’t they thought of that earlier? Oh yes, they were old and had bad memory. Plus the pudding was extremely tasty.

Lexaeus raised his hand, “What happens if this backfires and the potion doesn’t work?”

Xemnas rubbed his chin, “Then we’ll opt for plan B.”

Axel gagged a bit and wheezed, “What’s plan B?”

“Well…if anyone finds out our plans and tries to stop us we keep killing them until we find a better plan…”

Everyone nodded, it sounded sensible.

Nightfall came.

Roxas was handing out servings of pudding and mumbling about hamsters when Vexen and Larxene came back in.

“Vexen finally finished it! Took us a while to find the ingredients, but we’ve got everything fixed!”

Everyone did that ‘yay’ which mostly sounded like dying buzzards. Not their fault over the years even their willpower to scream had gone down.

Larxene started to pour some of the goo into glasses and handed them out to everyone. She sat the last one in front of Saix’ skeletal hand and sat down in her own spot.

Luxord stared at his drink and smiled, “Should we toast?”

Xigbar nodded, “To a new life being young!”

Xaldin grumbled, “If this works out.”

Everyone clanked their glasses together with the person besides them and chugged it.

At first nothing happened. Everyone just tapped their feet and waited for something to happen. Roxas kept babbling on and on.

Then all went silent.

No one moved.

They could feel something happening.

Something big.

After several minutes of agonizing pain of having their bodies warped and reshaped they all stared at each other.

“Jeepers!”

Xigbar’s voice, no longer raspy and low, was actually extremely high pitched and annoying.

Everyone blinked and looked around. The whole Organization was turned into little children. And Xemnas knew that most of them were around the age of 5 or 6.

His eyes landed on Demyx and Roxas. There were two babies in diapers sucking on pacifiers. They looked sooo…

Young.

Too young.

“What happened?”

Oh God, was that Xemnas’ voice? It sounded so…un-masculine. Larxene eeped, “I don’t know! I thought Vexen mixed it correctly!”

Vexen stared at himself and scratched his head, “I thought I did, too. I possibly added too much acid when the boiling began to occur…”

Axel started to pull on his hair, “Dammit, I need some hair gel!”

Luxord pointed at Axel, “Oooooh! He said a naughty word!”

Everyone giggled.

Xemnas rolled his eyes, “Children, please, let’s be mature about this. We may be kids now, but at least we’ve got a shot in ruling this place now. We’ve got more energy, more mobility, and we still have our previous knowledge. Let’s put this to good use.”

Everyone nodded.

Axel raised his hand, “Can I go out and buy some hair gel first? This is seriously ruining my reputation.”

Roxas giggled and spat his pacifier on the ground. He began to clap and babbled about hair gel.

“First we need to designate someone to take care of Roxas and Demyx,” Xemnas said.

Everyone looked at each other.

“Saix, Marluxia, and Zexion I trust the three of you to help them.”

Saix glared, “I just came back from the dead and you want me to baby-sit? What the hell…”

Zexion stared about, “Well…at least I can see now.”

Xemnas nodded, “Lexaeus and Xaldin, you’re in charge of any food that we may need and shopping. You at least look older than the rest of us.”

Xaldin and Lexaeus looked at each other. They looked sooo…

Weak.

So….

Frail.

So childish and disgustingly…chibi.

Xaldin raised his hand, “Can we kill people, too?”

Xemnas shook his head, “No, it’ll make people suspicious.”

Lexaeus snorted, “As if throwing bodies out the window wasn’t suspicious enough.”

Xigbar glared with his one eye, “Hey! It was a good idea! I don’t want any stinky rotting bodies around here!”

Lexaeus glared and began to pull on his hair a bit. Good thing he finally got that back. His head kept getting cold.

Vexen raised his hand, “I have to go to the bathroom.”

Axel sighed, “Can we get some hair gel yet?”

Larxene pouted, “Yeah really, I look ridiculous.”

Marluxia giggled, “When don’t you?”

Everyone stared at Marluxia. He sounded so….girly. Worse than Larxene, who was supposed to sound girly!

Marluxia blinked, “What?”

Xigbar busted out laughing, “You sound like a little girl!”

Marluxia glared, “At least I still have both of my eyes.”

Luxord snorted, “At least he doesn’t look like a little girl.”

Marluxia snarled, “Look who’s talking, angel eyes.”

Luxord eeped and covered his eyes. How embarrassing.

“Everyone stop fighting. We’re not supposed to be acting like a bunch of 5 year olds.”

Everyone sighed and nodded, it was true, they were supposed to be dominating and overthrowing the world.

“So now that we’re young, what should we do?”

Xemnas looked at Xaldin and then thought it over.

“Our first concern is if we can still master our powers. Considering Roxas and Demyx are babies that knocks us down two members already. Everyone, we’re going to be doing target practice for a little bit until some good results happen.”

Chairs and trays were set up accordingly and everyone stood in a line.

Xemnas walked down the line to see how everyone was doing. So far so good.

“Everyone prepare for an elemental attack!”

He got to his place and braced himself. He felt his hands begin to tingle as he was getting ready for the attack.

“Fire!”

From what Xemnas saw their powers were mostly outrageous and unkempt. Vines came flying out of nowhere and smashed the chairs to death, wind picked up and sent the pieces flying all over hell, fire was everywhere, lightning struck down and set things a blitz, rocks and boulders demolished walls and ice covered the whole area.

Luxord, Xigbar, Demyx, Roxas, Saix, Zexion, and Xemnas just watched.

“I thought you wanted us all to attack?” Marluxia asked confused as the vines tangled themselves up and finally died on the floor.

Xemnas stared, “Well…I would have but from what I’ve seen everyone’s powers are entirely outrageous. Look at the mess you’ve created!”

Saix scratched his arm and sighed, “So who’s going to clean this up?”

Xemnas stared at Saix, “Well you could..”

Saix glared, “I’m babysitting.”

Xemnas blinked, “Really? Then where are Demyx and Roxas?”

Everyone stared about. They were gone.

Zexion blinked, “But they were just…right…”

Saix frowned, “Shut up and let’s find them.”

Saix walked off grumpily looking about rooms for them while Zexion slowly followed mostly clueless.

Marluxia giggled, “Why don’t you sniff them out, Zexion?”

Zexion sniffed the air, “Umm…”

Saix glared at him, “Well?”

“If my nose tells me correctly…” Zexion went over to the window and looked out of it, sniffing again, “they’re all the way outside..”

Saix sighed and created a portal, going through it.

Xemnas would have objected with the portal, but Saix was too quick for him.

He rushed over to the window to see where Saix was soon to appear….

And heard screaming above. He looked up just in time to see Saix flying out of his portal.

And then he was hit and falling with Saix downwards towards the cement.

“HOLY ******** and Saix clung to each other screaming their heads off because they couldn’t think of anything else to do. They were going to die. They just knew it.

Finally after a few seconds of falling they were ready to hit the cement and explode into crippled bones and blood.

Xemnas, instead, landed in a thick bush with Saix on top of him.

He opened his eyes and noticed Marluxia had created probably the world’s biggest bush he had ever seen.

Sadly it was covered in sticky gooey berries that splattered them on contact. Saix and Xemnas were covered in the stuff.

Saix finally crawled out of the thing and helped Xemnas down staring at himself.

“I’m never using a portal again.”

Xemnas nodded, “I’m never eating pie ever again.”

Saix blinked and rolled his eyes.

It was then that they spotted Demyx and Roxas staring at them with large eyes eating a few of the berries.

Saix sighed, “******** babies.”

“I thought you liked children.”

“That was a cover up.”

“So you find them disgusting?”

“Of course…”

“Well…you could have at least told me.”

“Then you would have made me baby-sit those two more than I had to.”

Xemnas smiled, yeah…he would have. That wasn’t the point, though.

“Well, let’s get them inside and get this crap off of us.”

Saix grabbed Demyx while Xemnas grabbed Roxas and they headed for the indoors.

Well, until police came out of nowhere.

“What should we do??”

Xemnas stared as guns and the whole spiel was happening, “What 5 year olds do best??”

They both grabbed onto each other and cried like no other.

A lady cop came over and cooed and tried to calm them down.

“You poor things, what’s the matter?”

Xemnas sniffled a tad trying to do his best at being some whiney little kid and pointed at the building, “My fwends are in there!”

Saix nodded in agreement and she cooed a bit, “We’ll get them out safely. You see, a few bad things have happened around here and we’re here to make the bad things stop.”

She called a few people over to take care of them and she went over to the building herself ready for action.

Saix stared at Xemnas, “What are we going to do now?”

Xemnas shrugged, “Hope the others kill anyone that enters and don’t get hurt.”

The policemen finally came up to them and bent down, “You poor kids shouldn’t have to witness this.”

Xemnas just shifted Roxas a bit and cocked his head to the side, “What?”

“Why don’t you two come over here and have a donut or something?”

They were dragged to one of the cars and handed a donut. Both munched on it until the guys looked away.

“These donuts are gross…”

“Tell me about it. I’ve eaten Axel’s cooking that tastes better than this and that’s saying something.”

“Should we dispose of the two idiots?”

Xemnas nodded, “The less the others have to deal with the better.”

Saix summoned his weapon and gawked.

“It’s…too big.”

Xemnas stared as the claymore was bigger than the two of them combined.

“I guess go with your Berserk mode?”

Saix sighed, “I guess I’ll have to.”

Xemnas watched as Saix’ 5 year old body went into some rabid looking mode and lunged itself in the air. He gapped as he took out one cop with a swift bite to the jugular vein. The other cop reared around aiming his gun when Xemnas shot darkness at the man and watched him disintegrate.

Saix calmed down and wiped his mouth off, “Two down.”

Xemnas watched the crowd of cops begin to pour into the building, “Too many to go.”

Saix and he began to rush for the doors. If they finished them off from the rear, by the time they got all the way to the top the others wouldn’t have to fight as much.

As Saix went Berserk and Xemnas used his own element, the Organization members upstairs sat around coloring.

“How long does it take to fetch Roxas and Demyx?”

Larxene giggled, “They’re probably hiding in a bush kissing or something.”

Marluxia rolled his eyes, “We all know that 5 year olds don’t do that. They would hold hands if they wanted to express love.”

Larxene snarled, “Oh shut up, we may look and sound like five year olds, but we really aren’t!”

Luxord nodded, “She’s right, we’re actually in our 70’s and slowly getting older.”

A crashing noise from near the stairs made their heads turn. What on earth could be happening?

Gun fire from all around and screaming made them all start to cry and run for cover.

Saix appeared out of nowhere and had an arm in one hand and a leg in the other, “DIE POLICE SCUM!”

Xemnas slowly came up practically dying from rushing up all those stairs and sliced a policeman in half with his sabers of DOOOOOM.

Marluxia wiped at his eyes and came out from his hiding spot in the cabinet, “I thought you two went out to get Demyx and Roxas?”

Saix nodded, “Yeah they’re right….”

He looked. They were gone.

“SON OF A b***h.”

Xigbar snorted, “He said a naughty word!!”

Luxord started giggling with Xigbar. Xemnas rolled his eyes, “I order Xigbar and Luxord to fetch those two. They’re outside in the cop car eating donuts. I still need to wash this..berry crap off…”

Saix nodded, “Damn bushes.”

Marluxia smiled, “At least you didn’t die.”

Saix stared at Marluxia but didn’t say anything. Marluxia smiled, he already knew what he was thinking.

“Organization, I declare today we rest…I’m wiped out.”

Everyone yay’d and grabbed pillow and blankets to snuggle up in. Quickly they all fell asleep. Well, except Luxord and Xigbar who had to fetch Demyx and Roxas.

I didn't know Zexion was younger. >>;;
In THIS fanfic he shall be older!
XDDD

And I wanted Saix to have as much action as possible since he's been...well...dead for several chapters.

Aww, the mental images I got from this chapter were so disturbing, but so freaking cute! I loved Saix's coming-back-from-the-dead line too, hah. XD

Morning suddenly dawned into the retirement home. Sunlight hit their sleepy faces and a few grumbled as it bothered their eyes.

Marluxia rolled to his side and bumped into Saix before grumbling a bit. Saix replied with a shove and jab into Marluxia’s ribcage.

Marluxia’s eyes opened and he glared at Saix, “Would you sto-“

Marluxia broke off his sentence. Saix was….

Was…

Older.

Marluxia was also older. His eyes looked about at everyone, they all had grown!

“Oh God.”

Did this mean that the potion was going to wear off?? Or maybe it was just adjusting?

“Wake up, Saix, wake up!!”

He shook Saix as hard as he could to wake him up. The angry blue-haired fiend opened his eyes to glare at Marluxia. But the glare changed to pure confusion.

“How old are we??”

Saix shrugged at Marluxia’s question and peered about at everyone. With a few crawling steps he was at Xemnas’ side shaking him to wake him up. He should probably know about this.

Xemnas awoke and sighed before staring at Saix and Marluxia who had surrounded him.

“Whoa..”

Those two looked different. He sat up and stared at himself. They looked to be about…14 or something.

“This potion is way too ******** up. We’ll need Vexen and Larxene to recreate another one.”

Zexion had awoken what with all the noise and listened to their conversation, “I could help instead, I think I know what went wrong.”

Xemnas nodded and moved his hair out of his face. Ugh, it was so long. Ridiculous. He didn’t even remember having his hair this long when he was this age.

“Alright, first we get everyone to wake up before we do anything.”

Saix pushed his own hair out of his face, “And then what?”

Marluxia stared at his own hair in the mirror. UGGGHH, not styled or ANYTHING. He looked like a wet poodle. Or something.

“Well..I suppose after everyone eats we can work on that potion while the others practice fighting. If there are any more police disturbances we can deal with that. Remember our goal-“

“To take over the world?!?!”

Xigbar had awakened enough to jump in on the conversation.

They all stared at Xigbar. He had to be…well…the most…interesting man ever. He looked like… a scruffy pirate and a wannabe rocker all smashed into one.

“Is your hair seriously teased?”

Marluxia just had to ask.

Xigbar touched his hair, grabbed Marluxia’s mirror, and stared at himself.

“Heeh, heh! Look at that good-lookin’ fella! I almost forgot being this age! Har! Watch out world, Xigbar’s back in business!”

Luxord woke up and his hair was long. He also looked like a wannabe rocker. And his beard thing…it was just…crazy.

“Holy hell mates…I haven’t shaved in years it feels like.”

Marluxia frowned, “How old ARE the two of you??”

Saix nodded, “Isn’t it odd that we’re not that far apart in age, but everyone seems to be grouped off in different ages from the potion?”

Demyx and Roxas popped up next to Saix. They looked to be about 8.

“SAIX!! SAIX!! Can we go outside? I wanna go outside!”

“Outside!”

“Yeah! Roxas and me wanna go outside!!”

Saix stared at the two and sighed, “Don’t wander too far.”

Xemnas scratched his chin and watched Demyx and Roxas disappear down the stairs.

“This is bad…really bad…if we’re all aged differently it could be a huge disadvantage.”

Saix nodded, “Hopefully Vexen knows what he’ll be doing…”

Marluxia went around and started to wake up the others. His last victim was Axel.

“Axel, wake up.”

The redhead didn’t move.

“Come on, wake up!!”

Axel grunted and moved slightly, but wouldn’t awaken.

Marluxia sighed and got down on his hands and knees and screamed in Axel’s ear. That woke him up.

“WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?!”

Marluxia gasped as he stared at Axel. Axel quickly looked around and sniffed a bit.

“What?”

Marluxia pointed at Axel, “Look what you’re wearing!!”

Axel looked and eeped, quickly grabbing his blanket and wrapping it around him, “WHAT THE HELL?”

This had made Xaldin very grumpy and he glared over at the two, “Its morning. Be quiet.”

“He’s wearing girl’s clothes!”

“SHUT UP! I AM NOT! IT’S A MISTAKE I SWEAR!!”

“How could you mistake girl’s clothes for-“

“SILENCE!!!”

Axel got up and rushed out of the room with Marluxia on his tail.

Saix and Xemnas were gapping. Did..that just…

No, they needed to stay on track.

“Vexen, do you think you can make another potion with Zexion that will…correct this?”

Vexen, who looked about 30, shrugged, “I’ll do what I can.”

Larxene fixed her hair and straightened her clothes before sitting down at one of the tables, “So do I need to make breakfast for everyone? This age group difference is slightly confusing.”

Xemnas laid eyes on her. He would have gapped if Saix and the others weren’t there staring at him and Larxene. She was definitely at the age where beauty just shined. Somewhere around 20.

“Um. Sure.”

Saix snorted at Xemnas’ dumbfounded answer. He could tell what Xemnas was thinking about. Well, he was what… 14 or something. It made sense.

Lexaeus flexed his well-developed muscles and smiled. It felt good to be back in a body he liked. It was then that Axel came out with Marluxia still tailing him, and they both bumped into him. He gave a snarly look and watched as the two quickly got out of his way. Har, he loved it!

Axel rubbed his hair furiously and sat next to Xemnas, “Okay…we need to fix this as soon as possible.”

Xemnas raised an eyebrow, “Why?”

Axel frowned, “BECAUSE!”

Saix smiled, “Don’t get all defensive.”

Marluxia patted Axel’s shoulders, “He’s going through a really rough time right now! We need to support him-“

Saix snorted, “Don’t tell me, he’s had a sex change or something.”

Axel gapped, “NO!”

“I was joking.”

“Y-you…you’re just…just a mean old crook because no one loves you!”

Axel burst into tears and grabbed onto Marluxia. Saix just…laughed. He couldn’t help it. He had to laugh at Axel’s insult. It wasn’t even an insult, it was like…throwing kittens at him or something. As if fluff would affect him.

“Axel, you have issues.”

“I know.”

Xemnas sighed, this was getting too dramatic. His eyes scanned the area and watched as everyone was bickering and fighting. This was just…ridiculous.

“EVERYONE!! Please, would you be quiet for a minute??”

Everyone went silent.

“Alright, so we all are different ages, yes, but Vexen and Zexion are going to fix this soon. Now get along just for a little bit longer, okay? Fighting isn’t going to help us at all.”

They all shrugged, they guessed they could possibly get along……possibly.

Demyx came running in screaming, “I DIDN’T DO IT I SWEAR IT WASN’T ME!!!!!!”

Roxas came in after him throwing his arms in the air, “HE DID HE DID HE DID!!!”

Saix sighed, “Demyx did what?”

Demyx shook his head and shoved Roxas out of the way, “I did nothing!!!”

Roxas tried to get up and was shoved down again, “Owie.”

Saix glared at Demyx, “Stop it. Now what happened?”

Demyx covered Roxas’ mouth, “Nothing happened at all! He’s just being a big fat liar!!”

Saix removed Demyx’ hand and stared at Roxas, “Explain.”

Roxas gave a few huffs before speaking, “Demyx threw a rock at a police car and it broke the glass and then it swerved and hit another car, and those cars went BOOM!”

Demyx shook his head, “No! They didn’t explode! I swear!”

Roxas frowned, “They should have.”

Saix sighed, “Did anyone see it was you?”

Roxas shook his head, “I think they were too busy screaming at each other.”

VII went to the window and looked out. He saw where the police car was… not to mention the 50 million surrounding their building by now.

“Xemnas…”

Xemnas went over curiously and stared out the window before frowning, “Dear God…where is that potion when we need it?”

As if in slow motion everyone turned their head to the stair way and watched as a gazillion policemen came pouring in with guns everywhere.

“DON’T MOVE!!!”

Axel, of course, moved for cover. A loud gunshot was heard and Larxene screamed loudly and jumped out of habit. She wasn’t used to it.

Marluxia stared at Axel fell to the floor, “Oh my God! He killed Axel!!”

Roxas burst into tears and grabbed onto Saix.

Xemnas hissed, “He isn’t dead.”

Oh if only he was. Then he wouldn’t have to deal with the redhead. He watched as Axel tried to lift his arm and practically died in agony. His elbow had been shot.

“Everyone! Get down on the floor, don’t try anything!”

They all got down, or at least did their best. Where the hell were Vexen and Zexion when you needed them??

The police swarmed around them and Xemnas felt himself get handcuffed and dragged to his feet, or at least in a way, and felt himself get pulled to the staircase. He could tell this wasn’t going to end well.

“Please don’t hurt me!!! I’m fragile!!! FRAGILE!!!”

Xemnas could hear Luxord behind him, and a few of the others shouting. But there was no familiar noise that sounded like Zexion or Vexen. Maybe those two could get away safely?

After going down the long flight of stairs and hitting his knees on practically everything in his way, Xemnas finally made it down to ground level and felt himself be continuously dragged outside. It was there that he met up with the press and flashing lights were everywhere. Noises and shouting was going on, he wasn’t exactly sure what was happening.

Finally he was ducked into a police car and watched as the doors were slammed on him. Well…that was subtle.

The car started up with a deep guttural noise and the lights above turned on with the sirens going. Xemnas was actually slightly frightened. He had never been taken under police force before. After watching Axel get shot in the elbow he kind of didn’t want to fight.

Right now he could kill the two guys in front of him, but that meant the car would be driving itself, which meant he’d die. And besides, even if he killed them the other police around him would definitely kill him no matter what. To think of getting out of here alive was impossible. He’d just sit it out until he was regrouped with the others.

Or at least that’s what he wished.

After a long ride in a super speedy cop car, Xemnas was dragged out of the car and told to walk on his feet. Hah, he would if these idiots didn’t DRAG him like he was feeble!

His eyes scanned the large building in front of him and noticed a few of the other cop cars appear, but not as many as he thought. Were they splitting all of them up? How ridiculous…

“Where’s everyone else?”

“They’re going to an adult prison, idiot.”

“Adult-“

“You’re a juvenile.”

Xemnas almost said something but went silent. If he stayed in Juvie it was better than real prison. Of course, after some court cases on why he mass murdered the police was…well…probably going to send him to adult prison no matter what. Suck a**.

As they entered the building he watched as unhappy grumpy guards and inmates glared at him. At least they were mostly kids.

“Put him in the contemporary tank.”

Tank? What the hell? They really made this place sound like a death camp.

Xemnas almost tripped as he was thrown into some dirty nasty area. A few people were already sitting there like greasy haired kids and another looked like he hadn’t bathed in a century or so.

He moved to one side of the wall and watched as Demyx, Roxas, and Marluxia were shoved in with him. Was that it? Did the others pass as adults somehow??

The group found a place and all sat down. They would have planned an escape but the creepy greasy haired children were all watching them with those hateful burning eyes. Xemnas wasn’t sure how they fit into this group, especially since all of them were zombies with their group seemed…well…

All you had to do was look at his group.

Roxas was playing with his handcuffs, Marluxia looked like he could have a mental breakdown sooner or later, and Demyx looked so confused that he was in juvie. Xemnas was bound to be the only one here who could possibly pass as a murderer. Not exactly a good thing for him.

“What are we going to do?”

Xemnas shrugged at Marluxia’s question and watched as a policeman came in and pulled one of the greasy looking kids to his feet and they left the room. The door slammed again and they stared at each other.

“Did you see who else came here?”

“I think this was it. Axel’s car went off to the hospital, and the others continued on straight.”

“Did you see if they caught Vexen and Zexion?”

Marluxia shook his head, “No. Then again…I have a feeling those two didn’t get caught…if I counted the cars correctly, there are exactly 11, which means those two are still in the retirement home, or in a safe place.”

“Better than here…”

“No…better than where the OTHERS are at. Can you imagine being in a real prison?”

All of them shuddered before Xemnas sighed, “We might end up there if our court case finds our mass murder spree.”

“I forgot all about that.”

“Probably because we’re used to it.”

They fell silent as the door opened again and another kid was dragged out. At least the numbers were dwindling.

Roxas yawned and put his body against Xemnas’, “I’m sleepy.”

Xemnas stared down at the 8-or-so year old and smiled, “Then take a nap, we’ll wake you up when something interesting happens.”

What would be interesting here, though? Not much, obviously.

While that group was having a lovely sit down session and practically sleeping through their ‘demise’ the other group was just having the best of time with real time thugs and trying to explain their story to the police.

“How old did you say you are?”

Luxord looked about wishing he had Xigbar with him, “Do you want my real age, or the age I am now?”

“….Your real age would happen to be the age you are now, sir.”

“Not really…its complicated to explain-“

“Give me your age!”

“73.”

“Don’t mess with me!”

“Well I happen to be telling the truth…”

And well…it was like this with Xigbar, too.

“You’re what?”

“78 and a half.”

“Um…that’s not possible.”

“How is being 78 and a half impossible?”

“Because…you’ve got to be..30ish….”

“No, I’m 78 and a half.”

“But…you don’t look it.”

“Well of course not. That’s what the beauty of science is.”

“Right…”

As if Xigbar new what science was, or beauty for that matter.

And this continued through everyone’s questionings to the point it was pissing off all the policemen. They wondered if they planned it before they were caught, or if they all just had the same stupid sense of humor. Whether it was either, it was getting old.

“You will get life in prison if you don’t tell us your real age.”

“Would you call that fair? There are people out there who lie about their age all the time and yet I’m the only one who gets life in prison.”

The policeman gapped and closed his mouth as he was dealing with Xaldin. This was getting pretty impossible.

It was much worse for Larxene.

“Ma’am, if you don’t say anything you do realize we’re going to have to keep you in prison.”

“Excuse me? I told you my age, and now you’re saying I’m a liar. If you aren’t going to listen to what I say then I don’t have to say anything at all!”

She did a few snaps of her neck to emphasize what she was saying and fell silent with a small ‘hmmph’.

The head chief was starting to sweat with anger as he was talking to Saix. The blue haired man refused to say anything. Even his age, for that matter. Every question was ignored.

He got down in front of Saix’ face and glared at the man in front of him. Clearly young enough to pull 20, maybe even younger.

“I will assure you that you get life in prison if you don’t speak!”

Saix kept silent.

“Why are you refusing to speak? Is there a reason behind your insolence?”

Saix kept his silent mark going. He was on a roll in pissing this guy off.

“Are you trying to hold out as if you aren’t guilty of killing people? But you do know you become guiltier with every minute that passes by when you don’t cooperate.”

Saix did a slight roll of his eyes which the cop had noticed.

“Don’t believe me? Ask the inmates here, bucko. You’ll be joining them soon enough, anyways.”

The cop rubbed is large potbelly and walked over to the door and left. He needed a cigarette and a donut.

As we can all see, this would be going on for quite some time. So we’ll just dilly on over to where Vexen and Zexion are.

“Why won’t you boil you vile liquid!??!”

“Did you turn on the burner?”

“Yes! It’s going like no other! This liquid is being stubborn! You will broil and burn until I am satisfied with your pain!”

“…Vexen…you’re talking to an inanimate object…”

Vexen glared at Zexion before letting his icy stare land back on the liquid. The two of them hadn’t even noticed that the cops had taken their fellow members away. In fact, they were so busy with trying to fix the potion they didn’t know that right now their companions were soon to be thrown in jail for life. They didn’t stop to think ‘oh, maybe we should check up on them’ or anything to that extent.

They really didn’t care.

Zexion was too busy fixing everything Vexen did, and Vexen was always cursing at everything whether it moved or just sat there.

“…Vexen, I don’t see the flame you’re talking about…”

The two stared at the burner and noticed that indeed there was no flame going. Vexen sniffed a bit, “Well..I could smell it a mile away, I’m surprised it wasn’t doing anything.”

Zexion sighed, “That would be the gas pouring out of it.”

Was Vexen always this senile? He had completely forgotten what the guy was like. And here Vexen was in his 30’s, quite the nice looking guy, but somehow his sanity level was that of an 80 year old.

Zexion pushed some of his hair out of his face and grabbed a few of the ingredients, “Well, we should wait a little bit for the gas to clear before-“

Vexen struck a match without hesitation.

An engulfing noise went off and several minutes later Zexion and Vexen were completely covered in char marks and their clothes were burnt to a nice crisp. Zexion touched his hair and whimpered slightly as some of the front pieces started to fall out.

“That went better than I expected.”

Zexion glared at Vexen and looked at the time. Hunger was hitting his stomach, and he badly wanted a shower now.

“Can we hurry this up?”

“Well, now that we’ve got a real flame going, I do believe in a few minutes we’ll have it done. Now give me the newt’s eye.”

Zexion’s eyes went wide, “W-what??”

“I was joking. Now hand over that vial. We must be extremely precise, hmm?”

Zexion handed the vial over and watched as his hair continued to fall out. Oh god, was he going to be bald soon? And he was only a teen!!!

Vexen poured in the liquid and smiled as a soft poof of smoke came from the combining liquids and watched as it turned quite a lovely color of pink.

“There, I think we’ve done it!!”

Zexion sighed, “Good…now let’s get everyone some of it and eat some breakfast.”

Of course, when they went out to see everyone they noticed it was filled with…cops. Angry cops. Cops with a hunger for arresting people.

Zexion hid back in the room and gulped, “Oh god, we’re doomed.”

Vexen snickered, “Let’s jump out the window!”

“We’re on the top floor, Vexen, that’s suicide!!”

“Ah, but it won’t be if we can safely make it to a neighboring roof.”

“Are you ******** insane? There are no neighboring roofs!!!”

“Don’t be such a downer, Zexion, and hurry up.”

Vexen was opening the window and snickering all the way through. Zexion just sat there perplexed. Should he help the old fool go to his death? Well, might as well make him happy.

Zexion went over and was handed the large vial of liquid. Before he could say anything Vexen jumped right out the window. Zexion made some type of noise that was of surprise and concern when he stuck his head out the window to see where Vexen had gone. Below was a nice portal ready for him to go through.

“That…b*****d…worried me for nothing!”

Zexion quickly slid through the window and jumped nicely through the portal.

As he landed and was sure his kneecaps just broke in two, he winced and looked about on where they were.

“…You brought us in front of a prison?? Are you insane??”

Wait, why did he even ask that last question? He already KNEW that Vexen was insane.

“Because the others must be here, you do understand that, right? If the cops were searching the place and the others were presumably not where they last had been, we can only assume that they were taken away. Considering a large amount of us were older than 18, they must be in a prison for adults. Although I can assume that a few did wind up in juvie.”

Zexion didn’t really think about it that way. He just assumed everyone had been shot and killed or something. With a soft sigh he waited for Vexen to make the first move.

“This way, boy, we’re going to find where they’re keeping our dear friends.”

Zexion followed watching his hair continue to fall out in small chunks. This had to be the worst day of his life!

They stopped at the side of the building and watched a few of the cops go in and out continuing to eat donuts and carrying coffee mugs around mumbling about crime. Vexen gave a maniacal laugh and jabbed Zexion in the side, “I want you to knock them out.”

Zexion grumbled as he put the vial in his pocket and pulled out his book. With a swift flip of a few pages he started to mumble a few things and watched the cops freeze and then fall over in their tracks.

“Good, good. Now let’s get their uniforms. Hurry up now!”

Zexion grumbled as he followed Vexen. This was just GREAT. He was abandoning his cloak, which he liked a lot, for a cops outfit.

As he finished putting it on and grabbed the vial and other random assets from his cloak into his pockets he stared at himself and then at Vexen. They looked nothing like cops.

“I feel dumb.”

“I think your hair is the problem.”

“…what’s wrong with my hair?”

Besides that it had been royally charred to death.

“Um…well…its…”

“….”

“Let’s just say half of it is short and the rest is long.”

Zexion gave a dramatic cry and searched for something to see it clearly. After some trouble he found a mirror and gasped in agony. It really was horrible. The right side was short and parts of the left were mostly charred and a few pieces were long. He looked beyond ridiculous.

“Oh god….”

“It’s alright, Zexion, it’ll grow back. But for now we’re going to have to chop it off.”

“WHAT?? NO! NOT MY HAIR!”

“Calm down, you don’t have much left anyways.”

“If you hadn’t SET ME ON FIRE this wouldn’t be a problem!”

“Me? Oh please, I was just getting the job done, you told me to.”

“Did not!”

“Now let’s not argue, we need to hurry up and save everyone.”

“How do we even know if that potion works?”

“Then test it out yourself, Zexion!”

Zexion glared and took a small swig of the thing in pure angst. He was still trying to cope with his hair situation. After a few minutes he sighed, “Nothing happened.”

“Oh yes it did. Your hair is grey now.”

Zexion frowned and looked in the mirror.

“It is not, its purple and BLUE. My hair always looked like this!”

“Whatever, call it what you want, it changed colors. That must mean you aged a bit or something. Though you’re still short.”

“I was always short!”

“Right, now let’s fix your hair and we can get this over with.”

Zexion pointed at Vexen, “I am not cutting my hair no matter HOW bad it looks.”

“Well I already knew that you never cut it, let alone brush it, but we’re in dire need to help everyone. A few snips and you’ll be done.”

Zexion stomped his foot childishly and shook his head, “No no no!”

“Yes yes yes!”

Vexen pulled out a pair of shiny scissors that magically appeared out of who the hell knows where and he smiled evilly as they opened and closed several times, “This will only take a minute.”

And after SEVERAL minutes and several tears had been shed, not to forget a cry of dying agony, Zexion had a hair cut.

And when he looked in the mirror he could see all of his face. Not just a part, but two halves that made a whole.

“I look…”

“Normal.”

“I LOOKED NORMAL BEFORE!”

“With your haircut? No you didn’t. Now you have what I would call a Luxord hair cut but with more length. You should be glad that you aren’t bald, or would you prefer a Mr. Clean look?”

“I’d prefer if you hadn’t set my hair on FIRE.”

“Well whatever, now let’s go.”

“I can’t go in there!”

“Why?”

“They’ll see my face!”

“…and that is an issue how?”

“No one has really seen…my face…kinda…”

“Boy, this is no time to start feeling shy. Put your hat on and let’s go!”

The two positioned their hats on and walked in. Zexion practically having a panic attack while Vexen walked with confidence.

“Hurry up, Ienzo, we don’t have all day.”

Zexion almost jumped as Vexen had used his other name. It was so different; he hadn’t heard it for such a long time.

“I’m coming, Even.”

They walked down one of the hallways and checked the place out, or at least Zexion did. He was staring at everything around him with great curiosity. The last time he was in a prison was when he was in 5th grade and it was a field trip to figure out job careers as if 5th graders were interested in careers. It was the scariest thing of his life, especially since one of the inmates had made some vulgar comments in front of them all and pointed at him before a few of the cops had dragged them all away and one of them stayed to beat the hell out of the inmate. Of course, that was back then, now it was much different. The place was bigger and a lot less creepy looking, but Zexion wasn’t going to take any chances.

“Here we are,” Vexen mumbled as he grabbed the handle and noticed it was locked. He reached for the keys not exactly sure which one to use and grumbled to Zexion, “Pick the lock, boy.”

Zexion quickly looked around and pulled out a bobby pin from his hair, which reminded him of how he was going to die in agony of his new haircut, and started to pick away pretending he was using a key.

As the door opened the two slipped in trying their best to act like cops.

The first door revealed Larxene tapping her foot with her nose up in the air pretending they hadn’t entered.

“Larxene.”

She opened her eyes and looked at who it was that was calling her. With a gasp she stared at Zexion and Vexen.

“What happen-“

“No time, you have to come with us.”

She got up and went over to them, hands still locked behind her back, “Well whatever we’re doing we better do it quickly.”

Vexen spun her around and opened the handcuffs, “Larxene, I want you to find the others. Zexion and I are going to snoop around a bit and see who we can find.”

Larxene pulled out one of her own bobby pins and smiled, “Will do!”

As the group split up Zexion wondered how long they’d be able to do this before they got caught. Obviously not long, right?

He paused as he reached another door with Vexen.

“Here’s one, hurry up, Ienzo.”

A policeman had walked by them but didn’t ask what they were doing. Zexion quickly jabbed the pin into the lock and fiddled about hearing it click. They went in and this time revealed Saix who was sitting grumpily in his chair. What they hadn’t realized was that the chief was in the room with him and munching away on a donut as he smoked a cigarette.

Zexion had to think quickly as he could tell this was one of the upperclass guys. Probably not smart, but definitely had power.

“Sir, we were told to come here, sir.”

The chief glared, “Who told you?”

“Everyone is talking about it. From what we heard we thought that maybe he doesn’t speak English?”

The chief rubbed his belly and shrugged, “He knows what I’m saying, I think he might just be stubborn.”

“Shall I try anyway?”

The chief nodded as he munched down on his donut happily.

Zexion looked at Vexen and then back at the chief before walking up to Saix.

With a deep breath he started to speak in quite a few assorted exotic languages that no one in their right mind could understand in one full sentence. Well, besides Saix.

He perked up a bit as Zexion told him their plans and looked over at the chief who was watching them curiously before laying his eyes back on Zexion.

In the same fashion Saix responded in several exotic languages, long and confusing, but utterly fascinating to say the least.

It basically went along the lines of:

“We’re busting you out. Let’s kill the chief and find the others. We’ve got the potion ready.”

“Leave the chief to me; I’ve been waiting for this.”

And so Zexion gave a slight nod and looked over at the chief who was shoving the last little bit of donut into his mouth, “What’d he say?”

“That he’s going to kill you.”

The chief’s mustache made a few furrowing movements before he grumbled and got up on his stout legs, “Death threats, hmm?”

“Yes, and now we’ll watch him do just that.”

“W-what?”

It wasn’t long before Saix leapt up in complete Berserk Mode and attacked the chief. A few crying wails, and several other noises that could be related to a painful death, and the chief was dead. He lay on the floor in a bloody pool of his own blood.

As Saix wiped off the blood on his hands he stared at Zexion and gave him an interesting look, “You cut your hair.”

“We don’t have time for that!”

“Hmm, just observing.”

“Do you know where everyone else is at?”

Saix nodded, “I was the last one in.”

“Good, point them out, then. We can’t stay here for long.”

Vexen nodded, “That’s right or else we’ll definitely be killed.”

They walked out of the room and looked about. Larxene was nowhere in sight. Saix headed to the right and paused in front of another door.

“Xaldin should be in here.”

Zexion picked the lock and entered seeing the man looking utterly bored.

“Well if it isn’t my hero. Nice outfits.”

Zexion went over and undid the handcuffs, “It’s Vexen’s crazy idea.”

Vexen smiled as he was given credit. That didn’t happen often.

“What’d you do to your hair?”

Zexion glared, “NO TIME.”

Saix and Xaldin exchanged looks but they moved on to the next room where they found Larxene and Lexaeus having quite the fight.

“What are you two imbeciles bickering about now?” Vexen seethed with loathing, they were always fighting.

“He’s being obstinate and disrespectful.”

“She’s a b***h.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.”

“I am giving you an opportunity to change your wording, bucko.”

“And I kindly passed up the offer.”

Saix hissed angrily and the two stopped, “You can fight once we’re out of here, alright?”

“Alright, puss, don’t get your whiskers in a knot.”

Saix glared at Larxene but watched as Lexaeus and her gathered with their group.

“I think that’s everyone that matters.”

Vexen looked at their group and counted them, “So we’re missing Axel, Xemnas, Demyx, Roxas, Xigbar, Marluxia, and Luxord.”

They all looked at each other, “Do we have to save Xigbar and Luxord?”

Vexen nodded, “Even though we don’t like them we must.”

A small groan escaped everyone’s lips and their group set off to save the two idiots.

Or at least they tried.

It was when they entered Xigbar’s designated room that they found Luxord and him in there partying with a few of the cops. It seemed they somehow bribed them into drinking as much booze as they could succumb. One cop had fallen out of his chair and passed out and the other was trying to stand up but could barely move correctly.

Xigbar gave some type of rocker sign and stuck his tongue out while shaking his head in mad movements that could surely give anyone a seizure if they hadn’t practiced it properly. Luxord made some howling noises and then the two did some super fantastic body slam thing that made Zexion feel like he was already being violated just by being in their presence.

“Okay…we ‘saved’ them let’s go.”

“Whoa, dudes, you’re here! That’s rad. Now who wants a drinkydrink with the Xigman?”

Zexion watched Xigbar zip up to them and take a nice chug of his bottle before offering it up. No one took it.

“Xigbar, Luxord, we’re on a mission to save people…we don’t need to get wasted until after we are victorious.”

Vexen nodded, “Thank you Xaldin. He’s right, you know. Now sober up a bit and let’s get the hell out of here.”

Luxord scratched his head, “Why are we in a hurry?”

Larxene sighed, “Because the cops are after us?”

Saix nodded, “We’re wanted criminals.”

Vexen rubbed his chin, “I also assume that Xemnas and Marluxia are in the same building which could be bad.”

Everyone shuddered slightly and mumbled at how Xemnas was going to be tainted by Marluxia.

So, with that in mind they all left the building through the best known way. Using Lexaeus to destroy the wall and walking right out.

“Why didn’t we just portal?”

“We’re too cool for that, chap. Now let’s save some ladies!”

“But they’re not girls.”

“…Marluxia could pass for one.”

Everyone mumbled in agreement and made a portal and went to juvie.

DO DE DOO!

Yes, that music went off as they appeared in front of the Juvenile Delinquency Facility.

Xigbar rubbed his chin as he stared at the large title, “Wow…that almost rhymes.”

Zexion gave Xigbar a dumbfounded look, “No it doesn’t…”

By this time Xigbar and Luxord had finally realized that Zexion was not only dressed as a cop, but his hair was cut, too.

“Whoa!! What happened to your emo look, kid?”

“Maybe he got out of rehab?”

“Rad.”

Zexion glared, “WE DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THAT!”

After a few more lewd remarks they had clearly made it into the facility without much trouble. Well okay, the large group thing was suspicious, especially since everyone looked like they just had escaped from hell.

“They want to meet their kids.”

The woman at the front desk lowered her reading glasses and stared at the large group before getting up from her comfy chair.

“Who is visiting whom?”

Vexen smiled, “This fellow is seeing a boy named Xemnas, and this one wants to see Marluxia, and this fellow would like to see Demyx and Roxas.”

She took in account on who was seeing the kids and bustled on out.

Saix glared at Vexen, “How come I’m the one who is related to Marluxia?”

Vexen shrugged, “It just happened as so.”

Xaldin was glad he got Roxas and Demyx, that just made it easy. And poor Xigbar got Xemnas.

“Dude, how do I pass as an old man?”

Luxord laughed, “Have you looked in the mirror lately? You don’t exactly hide your age.”

Xigbar gave a grunt and watched as the woman came out and pointed at the three, “Go over there near their booths.”

Vexen watched them go and looked down at Zexion before letting his eyes rest on the others, “After they get out we can find a good place to hide and give you all that potion we’ve fixed up.”

A satisfied smile came across the remaining group.

Luxord, though, frowned, “Wait…what about Axel?”

Zexion had also forgotten about the redhead until now. Somehow he forgot about that obnoxious guy who was always the star of the show….well, after Xemnas of course.

“I can go get him right now while you guys do this.”

Vexen nodded, “You do that.”

Zexion vanished and found himself at the hospital. All he had to do was say he was visiting. That was that.

As he entered he heard some screaming from the ER and looked. There was Axel.

“You bitches! You are making me wait for treatment! I am BLEEDING everywhere!!”

“Sir, would you calm down? This man needs to be treated first, he has a serious condition.”

“Oh I am getting quite serious here, I am losing more blood than you can imagine! I feel like s**t! My elbow is killing me!!”

“Sir, if you want to be treated you have to calm down.”

“AIEEEE!!!”

Axel made a few more dramatic noises until Zexion came up to him almost unsure if he wanted to save the guy or not.

“Zexi?”

“Axel, um…hey…”

Axel gave a delirious smile, “I’m still waiting to get help, isn’t that great?”

Zexion shook his head and looked Axel in the eyes, “Maybe we should go? I can help you with your arm.”

Axel shook his head, “No no no no…I am getting fixed…I waited too long…”

A cop came out and came over, “What’s going on here? Is he still raving?”

“Yes, but he’s getting better.”

The cop grunted, “I doubt that. He might as well just croak.”

Axel whined and grabbed onto Zexion, “Make it stooooopppp…”

Zexion looked about nervously and bent over to Axel to whisper in his ear, “I want you to kill the cop so we can run.”

Axel gave a few whimpers but nodded and set the guy ablaze. People began to scream like maniacs as the cop ran about like mad trying to put himself out. Without hesitation Zexion created a portal and pulled Axel through.

As they landed in front of the juvie, Axel screamed in agony.

“Aaaah…aahh….my…elbow..”

“Calm down, I’ll help you get it fixed, but first we need to regroup.”

“No, we fix my elbow, then we regroup. I am not moving!”

Zexion sighed, “Fine, give me your elbow.”

Axel held his arm out like a little kid and Zexion stared at the wound. After a few breaths he stuck his fingers into the wound and watched Axel scream and practically kill him.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!”

“I’m pulling the bullet out, calm down.”

“AHAHA VERY FUNNY!”

Zexion went back to trying to get the bullet and Axel kept up his screaming. If God was actually up there in those clouds Zexion had a feeling he could hear Axel’s vocal chords, and obviously the guy wouldn’t think it was pretty.

When Zexion was done he dropped the bullet on the ground and ripped a piece of Axel’s cloak off, wrapping the wound up tightly.

“There, better?”

Axel grabbed onto Zexion, his face looked drained and upset, “No?”

Zexion pat Axel’s back, “Don’t worry, you’re fine. Now everyone should be-“

A loud noise made them turn around. There the group was looking quite frazzled.

“Hurry you two! We’re getting out of here right now!”

Vexen was screaming at them and the others were pulling them up off the ground. Before Zexion could really think straight about what they were freaking out about, they were through a portal and in some place.

“Whoa, its dark.”

“Hush, it was the first place I could think of.”

“Where are we?”

“An attic in New York.”

Zexion coughed and brushed dust out of his face as everyone tried to move about, “Whose attic?”

“Hell of I know.”

They all went silent as they heard noise below them. After several moments, though, they decided it was okay to move again.

“Is everyone alright?”

A few murmurs went throughout the place until a light was flicked on by Roxas.

Vexen smiled, “Good, now Zexion give everyone the potion.”

Marluxia frowned, “Shouldn’t we test it first?”

Zexion shrugged, “I already did. Supposedly it worked.”

Marluxia tilted his head slightly, “It butchered your hair? You call that fixing?”

Zexion glared and crossed his arms, “NO, it made me older! The hair thing was Vexen’s fault…he set it on fire.”

Everyone slowly imagined Vexen setting Zexion’s hair ablaze. A few snickers from Xigbar came out, but other than that everyone tried not to say anything.

“Well! Um…I guess we should all drink it then.”

Zexion handed it to Marluxia, “Bottoms up.”

Marluxia stared at the swirling pink liquid and took a swig before handing it off. So the drink went around and ended with Roxas who took a swig and gagged, “Is it working?”

Everyone stared at each other. They couldn’t exactly tell.

“Are you sure this works?”

“Positive.”

After some time passed they all went back to staring at each other.

The first thing they noticed was Marluxia.

“Um…Marluxia…your hair.”

“Oh god, don’t tell me its falling out like Zexion’s!”

Zexion glared but finished Luxord’s sentence, “Your hair is changing colors.”

Marluxia pulled out a mirror and gasped, “Oh God! It looks like Zexion’s!”

Everyone blinked and stared at each other. Everyone’s hair was the color of Zexion’s.

Vexen scratched his chin, “Hmm…when the explosion went off and your hair got fried it might have landed in the concoction…”

Everyone went into an uproar.

More noises from below made them all go silent. As they sat there a few glares were exchanged and several threatening gestures.

Demyx sighed as he touched his hair, “So I’m 8 and have Zexi’s hair? How silly.”

Roxas nodded, “Silly.”

Xemnas played with his long hair not really thinking much about the color. He probably looked like some messed up sorbet or something. Purple blue hair with orange skin. Ah, as if he didn’t look like pumpkin pie before, though.

“It doesn’t matter, all we need to do is figure out why the potion is-“

It was then that everyone felt the exact same feeling. It was an ushered heart racing body cringing pain that everyone’s face turned to the same undignified expression.

Axel gave a slight whimper and rubbed his elbow, “I think…something is happening.”

And before they could figure it out, a loud snapping noise came from everyone. As if breaking their spines or something, but it wasn’t exactly THAT painful.

As they stared at each other they all looked to be about the right age, when they were most powerful, more successful, and best looking.

Roxas rubbed his head, “I think it worked.”

Demyx touched his hair, “Well…I guess I could get used to dying my hair its normal color.”

Vexen touched his own hair and shook his head, “I can find a way to fix this, especially since I have my sense about me.”

Luxord laughed, “Right. You have senses?”

Xigbar smiled, “Try to say that five times fast.”

Luxord started to say ‘senses’ as fast as he could and stumbled over his words. He was soon hushed as more noises below made them all tense up.

And finally the door to the attic opened.

And revealed someone they thought didn’t exist...

“Vexypoo!! You’re alive!”

Vexen gasped, “Great Scott!”

Xaldin gapped, “Is that your wife?”

Everyone else tried not to laugh.

The old lady came strolling over at the speed of smell and was all happy and bubbly. She had cat fur all over her, a walker in her hand with kitty cut outs and stickers on it, a basket with a kitten in it, and her hair resembled that of scary deranged cat fur.

“Vexypoo, did you finally come to visit me? I feel so happy.”

She walked over to a mannequin and gave it a hug.

Vexen stood up and waved his hands at the others, “We must disperse immediately!”

Axel whimpered in his own grueling pain, “Why?”

“She’ll make you TOUCH the cats!”

Everyone shuddered as they thought about that thoroughly, and then were given dirty glares for their sexual innuendo minds.

But, after they all had gotten up and ready to go, she finally realized she was hugging a mannequin and was heading over to them.

“Goodbye.”

“But baby I haven’t shown you the kitties yet!”

Everyone shuddered again and soon disappeared through a portal.

This time it was Marluxia’s pick.

“We’ll be safe here, just be quiet. Now Axel, do you need some medicine for that arm of yours?”

Axel nodded.

Xemnas rubbed his head trying to ignore the purple hair and sighed, “How long should we hide before we completely destroy the world?”

Saix was sitting next to him and shrugged, “Depends. Should we wait for everyone to recuperate and have Axel back in business?”

“We could do that…it’d give everyone a nice time to start training.”

Saix nodded, “Then let’s wait.”

That whole thing was just completely awesome.


I truly loved.


It fills me with so much gleee everytime I read it.