Okay guys, look.
I am entirely irresponsible for everything that you are about to see.
If I am in any kind of way responsible for it, read the second line of this again.
I'm so sorry, guys. xD But I meant everything I said. No drawing skills here.
HOWEVER! I obviously didn't just cut the comic off and be done with it, waaah. That's not my style.
So here's your real gift for the giveaway, including all the oh-so-sweet tasks I was given (well, somehow):
- best Mario character joins bestly organized organization in history of organizing
- chaos ensues
- CAMEOS!
- Xemnas getting HOT because of his favorite fangirl
- who said that
Nothing makes sense by the way, neither the way nobodies are born nor the diddlying timeline, but hell if I give a dayum right it's all for the fun muhahaha.
(By the way I posted this in creative media because writing doesn't entirely fit and in case I have any more amazing art to share, it'll go here, so pls no move to forum insanity. this is serious business.)
I am entirely irresponsible for everything that you are about to see.
If I am in any kind of way responsible for it, read the second line of this again.
Spoiler Show
I'm so sorry, guys. xD But I meant everything I said. No drawing skills here.
HOWEVER! I obviously didn't just cut the comic off and be done with it, waaah. That's not my style.
So here's your real gift for the giveaway, including all the oh-so-sweet tasks I was given (well, somehow):
- best Mario character joins bestly organized organization in history of organizing
- chaos ensues
- CAMEOS!
- Xemnas getting HOT because of his favorite fangirl
- who said that
Nothing makes sense by the way, neither the way nobodies are born nor the diddlying timeline, but hell if I give a dayum right it's all for the fun muhahaha.
Spoiler ShowIt was a perfectly normal day in the Headquaters of Organization XIII.
Translation: It was a horrible day for Saïx.
All things considered, it had started quite uneventfully. He had given everyone their orders for the day and checked the current status of Kingdom Hearts (as frequently as possible!!, as Lord Xemnas had ordered him to).
But as absolutely always, there had to be this one thing that screwed everything over, and, also as absolutely always, it had obviously, naturally been Demyx who had messed things up.
“Hey, how was I supposed to know he had such a strong will? I told you I'm not made for this job!“
Saïx suppressed the urge to let out all the things he felt like saying in return, and just turned at the person in front of him. Hooded, like all of them, and honestly weirdly small. A kid? No, that didn't quite catch it.
Times like these, Saïx questioned his life choices – every single one of them – and wondered if Kingdom Hearts was worth all of this trouble.
Of course it is, he told himself. It has to be.
But looking at the small figure in front of him, he wasn't so sure anymore. In what kind of world did this body shape make sense? Was it even a person, or some sort of Mecha robot?
“Yooo, what's your name, new one? Mind if I call you Saïx's new plaything? It's a running gag, so don't think too much into it.
“Cut it, Axel.“
“Oh, come on, grumpy. He likes you. Can't stop staring.“
All of Saïx's luck as for this day considered, that was probably true. Staring and longing to kill him for whatever reason.
“If you are able to read them so well, feel free to show them around the castle.“
“No, wait!“
The last thing Saïx heard before he left through a corridor of darkness came from their newest member.
“Wah, heh, heh, heh! Waluigi is number one!“
I need a break. That were the only words he had in mind for his superior. After all that had happened throughout the last weeks – Demyx bringing a (very aggressive) cat to the castle for no reason whatsoever, Larxene blowing up part of the meeting room because Axel had made a joke on her cost, or, Kingdom Hearts forbid him to even think about it, the obscure creature Vexen had created out of sheer insanity – Saïx was officially on the edge of insanity himself.
There was no possible way that Lord Xemnas could forbid him this dearly needed vacation. If needed, he would gather enough missions for the others for a week straight, only so he wouldn't have to see them for a while.
Unsurprisingly enough though, things didn't seem to feel like going Saïx's way. At all.
“Lord Xemnas, I have an urgent request.“
He had merely finished the sentence before he noticed that his superior wasn't longingly staring at Kingdom Hearts, even though that was what it looked like, but was in fact – and no one would believe that ever, understandably – sleeping.
Sleeping.
Staring at the damn moon and leaving all the work to Saïx was apparently very tiring, but enough was enough.
Saïx needed this break. And he would get it.
He would never say it out loud, but upon returning to the castle one week later, he couldn't deny that there was hardly anything he would like to do less. In times like these, he missed the carefree days in Radiant Garden, even though he was not supposed to think something like that – and seeing Axel play idyllic world with his new best friend only assured him of that even more.
Oh well, it didn't matter. The vacation had reminded him of why this work was so important. Why they needed to hurry in order to complete Kingdom Hearts as soon as possible. He would get back to work, with things being as stressful as usual, but in no way out of the ordinary.
Ha. Hahaha.
What greeted him in the meeting room of the castle was everything – but not the ordinary.
He counted thirteen cats in the room, out of which seven immediately tried to climb on him, however redecided when they saw his deadly gaze.
In the shadows, caused by someone – Larxene – having destroyed the lighting in the room, somewhere in the middle of the room where he expected the sofas to be, there was...a tent? Considering he heard childish giggles from inside, he already knew who was responsible for that.
It was a disaster. And he was a second from turning all of these imbecils into dusks on his own! One of the cats jumped on him and scratched his face, as if the scar he already had wasn't bad enough.
“DEMYX!“
He needed another break. This was ridiculous and, by all means, disrespectful to all of them as an Organization formed to achieve a very high, very important goal. The worst part was that the grown-ups, instead of taking his place and bringing order to the group, had seemingly just vanished into thin air. All of this was terrible.
He already started talking while walking up to his superior. By all means, Saïx did have respect, but as of now, he was unsure what to think of this situation and worried about their progress and their future.
“Lord Xemnas, I can't help but wonder about the current state of the Organization followed by my only week-long vacation. Is there any explanation for-“
Nothing about the scenery in front of him felt quite right. Nothing.
There he was, Lord Xemnas; sitting in front of the moon instead of staring. That was alright, even though highly uncommon, but standing here for hours or days was surely tiring, so Saïx didn't think anything of it.
He did however think something about the person sitting right next to the superior, dressed in a fancy outfit and definitely the fanciest hat Saïx had ever seen, staring at Lord Xemnas as if the sun had risen in this world of darkness.
This is the moment I should turn around, go to bed and only wake up when things have changed. Not a single second earlier.
It was a comforting idea – so he couldn't do it.
“Not to be disrespectful, but-“
“Saïx, it is good to see you have returned. I heard there is quite the trouble down in the castle. I suppose it would be advisable if someone cared to clean up that mess.â€
Someone, he thought. Can he be serious about this.
“Of course, my lord. M-might I ask who this is?â€
He didn't specify, because it was obvious who he was talking about. He also didn't care that the person heard him, and neither did she.
“That is beyond my knowledge, Saïx, however I think her name is Drudge.â€
“Fudge!†she replied, weirdly enough not seeming to mind the weird nickname, and without even giving Saïx a single look.
“That is hardly what I meant. What is she doing here?â€
“Oh, you see, she introduced herself as Sludge, my greatest fan. However that can obviously not be true, as I do definitely not feel cooled down by her presence.â€
There was something in the deep tone of Lord Xemnas's voice that made the woman look like she would faint from amazement any second, and Saïx feel as if he would faint from utter disbelief.
He didn't even take the time to roll his eyes before leaving.
“Oi, Saïx! You're finally back!â€
He stopped for a second, as he couldn't believe the positivity in these words. He felt like he hadn't heard anything nice from Axel in, what, ten years?
“Considering it is usually beyond you to even remember my name, I suppose you're pretending to be my best friend in order to get me to cooperate about something.â€
“Well, you're good, I can't deny-â€
“The answer's no.â€
He already started walking again, however Axel seemed very determined to get him to help, as he actually caught up and grabbed Saïx by his arm.
“Look, man. Look. You don't understand this. That new member Demyx brought here? He's-â€
The redhead didn't get to finish the sentence, as in that very second, something that Saïx would most likely neither forget nor believe ever in his life happened.
Rumbling down the – until now – perfectly white and pure stairs of the castle came a kart.
A kart.
But that wasn't even the worst part yet.
The kart, quite obviously driven by their newest member, came straight for them. Was this the moment Saïx should dodge? He considered not doing it, as ending his terrible life sounded like the most rational thing he could do right here.
To his surprise, the kart actually passed him by, at a speed you wouldn't believe, and the driver had the audacity to throw a foul, stinky banana peel at Saïx.
As of this moment, the second in command couldn't have begged more for the kart returning and running him over.
“Castle Oblivion, now,†he demanded without even looking at Axel, and disappeared in the darkness with the not-so-sweet voice of their newest member in his ear.
"I"M NUMBER ONE! Heh, hehehehe! Look, I'ma dance, I'ma Sing, I'ma so Happy! HA, hahahahaha!...Heh? Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!"
Axel appeared right next to him in front of the capsule room, not even a second after Saïx did.
“I very well hope that Naminé has at least made some progress, unlike you blockheads have. I am utterly shocked by all of this.â€
“Wait, grumpy, err, look. Saïx? You really don't want to go in there.â€
And with the tone in Axel's voice, the bidding, the apologetic grin he wore, Saïx was sure that was true.
...He did it anyway.
...Oh how he begged he hadn't.
Naminé was there alright. No problem about it. Sitting in her chair in front of the capsule holding Sora, watching over him, probably busy drawing her weird fanart of him. It was a creepy hobby, and Saïx held no wish to understand it.
But there was someone else right next to Naminé, urgently talking to the girl as if giving her orders, and from what it looked like, it weren't orders Saïx would approve of.
“…I shall regret this decision immediately, however I cannot help but wonder just what, for the love of Kingdom Hearts, is going on here, Naminé.â€
She winced, jumped up and turned around with an apologetic look.
“I, I was given art advice by this, uhm, amazing, powerful independent woman named, uh, DarkGrey? Uh, and-â€
“You forgot beautiful.â€
Dead silence.
“Oh come on, I was making a fantastic, flawless joke. And now let's improve that Sora drawing to an even better character.â€
No.
Saïx really didn't want anything to do with this weird fanart fetish-thing Naminé had, and now with not only one, not two, but three intruders in their Organization, he finally snapped.
This. Was. Enough.
“I. Quit.â€
Oh well, guess what? He didn't quit.
Of course he didn't quit.
After hours of debates, discussions and even downright begging to be turned into the smallest, most pathetic kind of dusk the worlds could ever see, Saïx found himself standing at the very same spot as always, waiting to give out today's missions.
The day had been pretty good so far. Their newest official member – Waaaah-Luigi!, as he had learned – had only crashed into seven different kinds of furniture today – a truly remarkable performance by all means.
The two girls, who had for whatever reason gotten the permission to stay with them – “maybe they're witches, tooâ€, Saïx feared, but decided not to even try logical thinking here – were busy squeezing the shop moogle at the other end of the room, discussing their matters so loudly that Saïx wished he were deaf.
“I'm telling you, it's even deeper in person.â€
“Even deeper? You're unreal.â€
“Pinky swear.â€
“Hey, grumpy!â€, the blonde suddenly screamed at him, sadly not risking an early death as she seemed to have a free-pass for everything.
“Not to be disrespectful-â€, ha. Hahahahaa - “-but I'm telling you, Naminé needs some sense of priority. Cut my missions, I'm going for an art trade now!â€
“Ohh, count me in!â€
It was in that second that some weird of very weirdly shaped, blue, turtle-less turtle-shell came flying in Saïx's direction, leaving him questioning every single one of his life choices yet again, when it exploded right in his face.
I. Quit.
(By the way I posted this in creative media because writing doesn't entirely fit and in case I have any more amazing art to share, it'll go here, so pls no move to forum insanity. this is serious business.)