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 Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 4:55 pm
Xemnas' eyes settled on Xigbar, oh that grin he wore was evil, EVIL I TELL YOU! It was enough to make even the most steadfast soul wince, hehehehe, oh how he loved that power.
"Xiggy, my friend, I have a gift for you." >3
He had taken a very visible step backward, his fur clearly ruffled (though he would have denied it had anyone mentioned it). Oh s**t, he did NOT like that look Xemnas was giving him, did not like it at ALL.
A gift? What the ********? Yeah, he so did not like this, he'd have taken that freaky voice over this...definitely.
"Hold out your hands?"
"What for?"
"Just do it."
"I'd rather not..."
Oh hell no, he was so NOT falling for that, ever! Not a chance in h--
Well find then, he'd just take Xigbar's hands for him. Hehe, and OH MY GOD! Before Xigbar even had a chance to react Xemnas had dumped his 'gift' on the sniper. Five little pairs of headphones (weren't they CUTE?). Each of them remarkably bearing a resemblance to both Xemnas and Xigbar.
"What the hell are these?"
What the ********, what the ********, WHAT THE ******** HELL?! OH GOD THESE HAD BETTER NOT BE WHAT HE HAD A SUDDENLY SINKING FEELING THEY WERE! OH MY ******** GOD!!
Oh yes, the reaction was more than he could have hoped for, hehehehehe.
For a brief moment the superior turned, a dangerous gaze shot at Demyx.
I know what you've done number NINE, don't you dare think that I don't.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:09 pm
"W-what are those?"
Demyx had braved a peek over the couch to eye the other's armful of headphones. Somehow this looked...oddly familiar. Didn't..he once upon a time have a handful of headphones?
....No. No it just couldn't be. There had to be an explanation! Right?!
And then Demyx caught sight of the gaze, and instantly FROZE in place.
"S-s-superior! ...H-how's it going?.."
Gulp.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:31 pm
Xigbar was silent, staring at the 'gift'. What the hell man, just what the hell?! What had Xemnas done?!
"Why the hell would I want these?"
Oh god, it was that grin again. What the--wait...that was -his- purple on that pair of headphones, and -that- was Xemnas'--OH MY GOD! These were--ohshitohshitOHSHIT! How the hell...oh s**t!
Oh yes, such a wicked grin, he did so love being evil. They were all just too easy, yes, it's good to be the superior.
"I trust you like your gift."
"What the--where the hell did these come from?!"
"I'm sure you can figure that out."
What...I...OH MY ******** GOD!
"I ******** hate you."
I WILL MURDER YOU IN YOUR SLEEP!
"I love you too, Xiggy."
The superior's grin faded, he gaze settled on Demyx once again.
"I'll deal with you later."
So very easy. >3
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 5:41 pm
"D-d-deal with me l-later? But...but I've been g-g-good! I SWEAR!"
The sitarist whimpered, torn between wanting to comfort Xigbar (somenhow) and wanting to run the hell out of this room and hope somehow he could save himself.
Not that he'd ever be able to outrun Xemnas or anything. Ughhh.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 6:09 pm
The glare of DEATH that Xigbar shot at the superior would have been enough to send any other nobody fleeing in terror.
"I hope you burn in hell with a tentacle demon named Butch."
"Mm-hmm."
It was Demyx's turn to feel that chilling wicked grin. Oh god, it was all the superior could do to not collapse on the floor in fits of gleeful laughter at the both of them. Oh how fun it was to torment them, how he loved being an evil jerk.
And now, he would leave them alone, and sicker with glee to himself as he watched them from the shadows. He so loved this game.
"Have fun boys."
A last glare shot at Demyx just for added effect, and then he was floating off down the hallway to his room...TO FIND THE STASH OF STOLEN PILLOWS OH s**t!
Furious...furious beyond words. Xigbar stood, visibly shaking, gazing down at the headphones.
What the...just what the ********? How the ******** hell could Xemnas DO this to him? It wasn't enough that he had taken his heart, but now THIS? WHAT THE ******** HELL?!
Was this all just some sick joke?!
SNARL!!
And what the hell was he supposed to do with these?!
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 6:30 pm
Somewhere amidst the swearing and glares Demyx had taken to hiding behind the couch again. Shut your eyes, whimper ,and wish it all away. He'd be fine! Perfectly fine!
Ohgodhewasgoingtodie.
But...but but but! Superior was leaving! YES! It was just him and...one really really angry Xigbar. A few minutes after the Superior had left the room, Demyx slooowly peeked around the couch at him.
"X-xiggy?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 6:55 pm
Xigbar looked up, his gaze falling on Demyx, back to the headphones, Demyx, headphones. Oh god he was FURIOUS! The fire in that gaze might have sent Demyx cowering again, but this time Xigbar would not take his anger out on the sitarist.
Not that he was especially inclined to do anything but stand there and stare for the moment. He was beyond words, beyond action, WHAT THE ******** HELL! ARRGGGG!!!
One day, one day Xemnas would pay for this! Xigbar would get his heart back, and then...THEN he would shoot Xemnas until he was DEAD! Oh, but he wouldn't be that merciful, he would make sure Xemnas suffered first! Suffered slow and painfully for what he had done, what he had done to all of them!
But what was he supposed to do now? He couldn't just stand there like an idiot holding these headphones. He had nearly dropped them, but he couldn't do that, they were ALIVE!
WHAT THE HELL WAS HE SUPPOSED TO DO NOW?!
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 10:53 am
It was after several long uncomfortable minutes of silence that the sitarist finally spoke up once more.
"Do you uh....want...a pillow for them or something? They don't do much in that form."
Demyx shifted nervously. He shouldn't know about these things. He just shouldn't. But crap, he did, and maybe at the very least Xigbar would find his knowledge kinda useful?
"They just...kinda sit, ya know Xiggy? Might as well just put them somewhere uh...soft..and leave them alone. Really."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 11:53 am
How long had the silence lasted before Xigbar finally found his senses enough to speak?
"Okay..."
(not that when he did it was much)
He was halfway through debating where to actually PUT all those headphones before a thought made him pause. Wait, wait, wait just a minute. What? Was Demyx actually giving him advise on--HOLD IT! DOES NOT COMPUTE!
"How the hell do you know that?"
Oh the look Xigbar gave Demyx. ********, just what the ******** hell. WHAT THE HELL HAD BEEN GOING ON HERE?!
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 6:01 pm
...Crap.
Demyx gave his best ******** face, not even bothering to try and hide the panic showing on his face.
"Um...well you see......"
....Just run. There was no explaining this.
"I'll go get that pillow now!"
Up on his feet, the sitarist did his best to get the hell OUT of that room.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:28 pm
Oh no you don't, Demyx was NOT getting off that easily!
"Stop!"
Armful of headphones or not, Xigbar was still a master of gravity, a fact Demyx was about to be reminded of in three...two...one...OH SNAP! And Demyx was off his feet, dangling upside down at the mercy of the sniper.
"Going somewhere?"
Oh no, Demyx was going nowhere so long as Xigbar had anything to say about it.
"Well?"
Better start talking fuzzball.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:39 pm
"DAMNIT!"
Arms folded, Demyx was giving the best impression of one pissed off huffy child that the castle walls had probably seen in a long long time. Even upside down he just kept them folded, cheeks puffed in annoyance. DAMNIT. DAMNIT. DAMNIT. Xigbar just..couldn't treat him like this!
Oh wait. Yes he could.
"I was going to go somewhere. Yes."
He huffed again, ears flopping forward..before the force of gravity flopped them back up.
-Damnit-
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:55 pm
Xigbar was standing in front of Demyx, his good eye narrowed in that look, yes -that- look. (god, just how many times had Demyx gotten that look in the past few days? Must have been a new record by now).
A single tap of his boot against the floor, his tails swaying behind him. Were it not for the mass of headphones the sniper's arms would have been crossed, instead he simply held the headphones close to his body (why was he still holding those?).
"Well, it seems as if your plans have changed."
Demyx so was not getting out of this one, no way in hell.
"Exactly what did you do?"
What the ******** HELL had happened here while he was gone?! Jesus christ, you leave on a mission and suddenly the whole place goes to ******** hell. Oh yeah, he was so NEVER going on another mission for Xemnas...EVER! And if he did...well he was dragging the fuzzball with him.
Oh if only they knew, if only they'd heard, the mad cackling of the one lurking in the shadows. Oh yes, it's good to be the superior. >3
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 9:16 pm
"I may...or may not have had to deal with THOSE THINGS before."
Here he unfolded his arms to gesture at the headphones Xigbar was holding.
"They're....gone now. It doesn't matter. Really."
Nor did he really want to talk about it. Ugh.
"How about you let me down now so I can get that pillow, eh Xiggy?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 9:36 pm
A brow raised, tails falling still. Wait, wait, let's get this straight. DEMYX had had headphones? Demyx, naive lazy little fluffball had headphones? WHAT THE ******** sniper started to speak, then stopped. He had nearly asked with who, but quickly decided that no, no he did NOT want to know who Demyx was having PUPPIES with.
Oh god...those headphones were going to be PUPPIES! ********!!? ARRRRRRRGGGGG!!!
"I would, but you hid them all in Xemnas' room!"
Oh, there was that look again.
Well ********, here he was, arm full of headphones, superior probably laughing his a** off over it, a little fluffball of a nobody telling him things he DID NOT WANT TO KNOW, and he still had no damn ********>
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