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Price Cut on Isle XIII
By KnightMysterio
Inspired by the fanarts of Black Lillian
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Author's Note: All characters copyrighted to Disney and Square-Enix, and are used for non-profit amusement reasons. Special credit goes to Black Lillian, who's fanart this and the next five stories are inspired by. I'll post a link to her DeviantArt site in my next story.

Castle that Never Was...
Kitchen of Empty Stomachs…
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Xemnas thought it would be a simple task for Xaldin to follow. Really. He did.

He really should have known better by now. Ever since that disastrous incident with Naminé and Larxene a few weeks back.

The silver-haired Nobody sighed, sitting down at the kitchen table with Xaldin, staring at the long, serrated-edge knife on the table, sitting next to a couple bags of groceries, both of which had cutting implements of varying stabbity-ness. Xemnas picked up the grocery list sitting near the bags and looked at it, an irritated expression on his face. Across the table, Xaldin was idly twirling once of his lances in midair, his braids bouncing idly in the wind he used to play with his weapon.

Xemnas glared at the Whirlwind Lancer, and said, "Xaldin. The grocery list asks for lettuce, toilet paper, corn flakes for Vexen, tomato soup, meadow fresh deodorant for Marluxia, and…" Xemnas frowned at the list, "…it seems that Axel wanted a bunny."

Xaldin frowned at his Superior, letting his lance drop into his hand and saying, "…Yeah…"

Xemnas glared at Xaldin and point accusatorily at the knife on the table. "This is not meadow fresh deodorant," he said, "This is a knife."

Xaldin shrugged, throwing his hands up. "We needed knives?"

Xemnas scowled, and looked at the list again. "Where is the lettuce, toilet paper, corn flakes, and tomato soup?"

Xaldin frowned, and tried to think of a reasonable excuse. "Um… The store was out. Out of… all that… all that… right…" he said, grinning lamely.

Xemnas felt the familiar twinge of a migraine coming on. For someone without a heart, his Organization tended to get on his nerves quite a lot. He glared at Xaldin and said, "Uh huh… And the bunny?"

Xaldin glanced at the bags. "Ah…"

Xemnas blinked, and noticed for the first time that one of the bags was leaking blood. He grimaced.

Xaldin grinned weakly, and said, "You don't want to know about the bunny."

"Xaldin you stabbity idiot…"