~~*Organzation XIII goes to court*~~

Harvey laughed with bravado. "What could he do with an empty gun?" Then he thought about it that this was a pirate who had a legend on the high seas. "..any way...Jack could you please give us an accurate account of the events that took place?...and it must be true. You are on the stand after all."

Sora chuckled at Jack. "Jack, do you even remember what happened?"

 

OOC: Post again, I'm getting better, so I will be getting on more.

Janexna had snapped out of it the moment she heard "Marluxia", and "M-Rated Fanfic", plus the added, "Shonen-Ai", missing Xelax's question. Wait....Marluxia is gonna have real butty butt bang bang with a guy or something?! What the hell? Did he have to act it out or...oooh. And they were going to show that on screen? With a stunned expression, she just watched Marluxia turn into a card by the powers of the judge, and got ready to sent to the Fanfiction realm after his former partner in crime. That was something to feel sorry for, with the shonen-ai...unless Marluxia would enjoy it...which would answer a lot of things. Maybe. She didn't know. Shaking her head at this whole thing, she went to shout at the guy, "Don't worry Marluxia! Think of as a...a...well....recreation! And hey! You might meet Larxene in there, somewhere! Possibly! When you're done...and maybe she could, if you get lucky, which I doubt...I don't know...save your dignity?" She trailed it off awkwardly when he got finally sent away somewhere as the bailiff took him out of vision, and she waved carelessly. Still....

Wow.

Good thing there weren't any fangirls here or they would squeal...wait, there was one. HER. But hey, she wasn't that type of fangirl. Women enjoyed the sexiness of men, and so did she. Giving a sigh, she calmed down, that finally being over. Next stop is...Luxord. Hmm. And they were bringing in Jack Sparrow. There are some obvious things he did, so as long as those are there, she didn't mind him being accused of it...yet she expected another round of pointless charges being placed. Looking over at Xelax, noting his look, she gave him a smile. "We can't save the Organization members from their punishment, they did commit some of the crimes they are accused of. The best we can do is lighten the charges and things that are put in there that have no foundation except to make the list longer...clearing them all...well, Xelax, we can't prove that, since the actions were done in front of everyone here...." With that, she leaned in to whisper, "Do you have anything planned for Luxord, because Jack's testimony is correct..."

So far, those were things Luxord was guilty of, and it wasn't as bad as the other members, who even had murder on their charges. Despite this, her eyes were mainly on the live video screen where they would follow the fanfiction realm. She wanted to see Larxene and whether or not that Axel she placed was there...yet the view and sound, of Larxene at least, was still on the card. Nice technology, for the camera to follow in this. Then again, the judge can turn people into cards. Trying to spot any red for the Axel she placed there, she eyed it carefully...

Marluxia had just experienced what Larxene had probably felt, as after the blinding light, he found himself looking at a screen of the outside, now, he deduced, inside the same card Larxene was put into. The whole thing was quite fast the moment he had gotten his punishment, and said to be guilty, yet he did not understand what was given to him. He understood that it was in this fan fiction realm, where he was suppose to act out a story, or something of the like, however, he had no idea what was "shonen-ai". By that time though, he seemed to be brought in the hands of the bailiff, Janexna's voice in the distance telling him about dignity and him meeting Larxene there. It was almost impossible hearing from a card unless it was close, so he remained there, nonplussed. It wasn't until later on that he had been grabbed again, and then put inside something, perhaps a envelope, and his vision of the screen became blank.

He tried to use anything to get out, yet the best he could do, he found out, was to move around. His powers were completely demolished, and he was stuck this way. Was it the same in that world? In the end, Marluxia figured that he would get his answer once he reaches it. He didn't really, if at all, want to accomplish the verdict thrown on him, so it will depend what will he do the moment he finds out more information about the place. Right now, he couldn't do anything being in this card.

************​

"Okay, first step: what does friendship mean to you?"

"To shut the hell up."

Axel sighed, having awoken Larxene from a light nap, which he should've thought twice of, and now she was mad...and even more PMSing. Well, to explain in detail, they found out that she couldn't exactly use her lighting or kunai in this card as she tried to fry and rip his limbs. They were almost in the fanfiction world, as he could feel it closing in, and already he had her hand prints on his neck and a bruise in his forehead, and his body ached in some places. Considering Larxene was a fighter, not being able to use powers didn't stop her from attacking. Physically. Him, being the ever "gentleman" that he was, had to abandon his chivalry and counter her in return, because as polite and as good as you want to be, Larxene wasn't any normal girl. Nor should be treated as one, or else you basically signed your death bed. In the end, he managed to pin her down to the floor after a good roughhousing, since his strength was bigger than hers as he was a man, and he overpowered her in that area. She repaid that gift with a kick to his nutsos. Yep. He missed that little tidbit.

It seemed that satisfied her though, because she calmed down with a sweet smile while he was writhing with pain, trying to somehow heal his hurt appendage. Thankfully, it wasn't that hard, and he had good reaction to block most of the blow. But it was still a blow. So it hurts. Through it all, she gave him the silent treatment and they went back to the beginning: not speaking. Until he couldn't keep his mouth shut, of course. He was willing to help her, as being a potential Axel for a Larxel, it was written in him to care for her, and in turn, know of her...actions. So he wasn't that mad, though he did began to curse her off a few times. "Larxene, seriously, we're almost there. You need to at least think up a plot, get some characters, put them in place, and act it out so the main frame could begin writing it. Is a very special world...you see, the main frame reads into your very thoughts, feelings, basically, everything...and puts them in words, for you to later edit it. So you have to be careful what you think or else is going to be there."

"Oh, like I think you're a complete spineless piece of sh-"

"Now, now, K-Rated."

"....."

"....."

"Go to hell."

"Turns out I'm too damn hot for it. "

"....?"

"....:D"

Larxene paused, before scoffing in scorn, a abhorred curl on her lips as her nose wriggled. "It seems all Axels are full of themselves, without any reason to be." Apparently, the cockiness was a epidemic on every freaking Axel out there. Or is in this one. Fantastic. What a tiring, tiring, and need to kill journey this was, yet he said it was coming to a end, thankfully. She wasn't stupid, so she knew she had to stick with the idiot to know her way around and how to do things. Unfortunately. And yeah, she still didn't have anything to write about. It wasn't like she knew anything about friendship, even in her past life. That they can backstab you? That they can betray your trust for one minute while putting a straight face? That type she knew, like always. Not to mention, the person who was suggesting her to think of friendship in the first place was one of the people in that ever growing backstabbing list, except that Axel was the first in this Nobody existence of hers.

"Come on...think of something, or you're going to spend forever in that world. Is better to have a plot and story in mind, so that way, when you get there, you can begin right off and be free. I was thinking of using some fanfic Soras and Naminés in there, since, wouldn't that look great to the judge? Utilize the people you basically kicked and b*tchslapped respectively to form a lovable and beautiful friendship? By the way, credits has to be given. Nice ones. That kick especially, he was literally sent flying and was down for the count on the floor. Makes me wonder how the hell did he defeat you-"

"For that last time, can you EVER shut up?" Larxene growled loudly in a fit of madness, turning to face him despite herself. His eyes just glittered and he gave her a sarcastic smile. How she wanted to slap him. The little-

"Not until you give me at least something. Seriously, you've seen Sora and his little friends and how they act. Learn from that," he advised, and he watched her think for a moment, the thought in mind, maybe.

"In the words of Xigbar: As if!"

Axel facepalmed.

"What? You don't expect me to prance around, be all smiley, hug my wittle friends, have a dumb duck and a dog following me around, and have a very, very, very WONDERFUL happy time do you?" she questioned, shuddering just at that thought. She had seen the friendships with Sora. It was so sappy and sugar coated, you could make multiple unending honey. As long as it doesn't come to that...

"For this fanfic, hell yeah. And is not as bad as you think, that 'dumb dog and duck' fight and protect, and are there for Sora when he needs them most in comfort. Just as all the rest, and they'll stand by each other. Yeah, they might turn on you, but it doesn't defeat the fact that it is wonderful, life's not fair, and you shouldn't expect it to be, they'll be bumps all the time. Some friends show their true dark colors, yet is finding the ones that count and are valuable that can make life...well, less...onely. Cheesy? Obviously, but that's the truth, and that's why you failed with Sora in Castle Oblivion by not understanding what kind of power friendship harbors. No wonder you were given this assignment, you're a lost cause...you better bring that to your head and mean it. The mainframe writes anything you think or feel, remember, so as far as you faking it...it won't work that way. Got it memorized?" Axel questioned as he eyed her, trying not to chuckle amusedly as he saw her face frown and her eyebrows scrunch, though he liked to believe he was getting to her. Did this girl ever experience any type of friendship in her life? Really.

"But then there are people like you who ruin the hope of it. There's nothing without trust. Which I give little of, if none."

It was Axel's turn to lapse into his own quiet reverie, albeit a little guilty one, not really prepared for that kind of response, it being that deep. Yet, it wasn't like he was the real one who did the deed of using her, he was just a Axel. A fanfiction one. That's why she needed to stop the "hatred" she's been given out to him the moment he met her, as he didn't deserve it. It was then though, before anything else could be said, that there was a sudden movement from the card, and turning to the screen like view above, they were taken out by something, or some form of force pulled them out of the envelope they were in. The shaking after a few minutes stopped, and as he predicted, light surrounded them both in a flash, and naturally, he had to block his eyes for a while. Grabbing Larxene's hand to make her stand up forcefully without looking, her closely tripping, they were for a second, blind.

It wasn't until it cleared that they found themselves standing in a silver triangle platform, already through the entrance of the fanfiction realm that it was. Axel turned to the girl next to him, who was seeing this all in confusion, unaware of the fact that their hands were still locked, and they were close enough for their shoulders to touch. She was too preoccupied to note this. Not that he minded. "Welcome, oh dear Larxene, to the wonders of fanfiction."

Then he added deapanned: "Hurrah."

She scoffed, joking. "Fandom whore."

"I think we've fairly established that."

 

Zack shook his head slightly. He had seen people get killed by men who tore out their own fingernails and lodging them into their opponent's neck arteries. An old relic like the pistol was still lethal for bludgeoning. His fingers twitching slightly, he waited for the command to "kindly remove" the ol' bugger from the witness stand...

Kairi wrinkled her nose and turned to Sora. "You really hung out with a drunk pirate?"

 

Jack looked at the birdman with ill concealed rage. "How dare you? Me, a pirate? I am a normal seafaring captain! Everything I told you was the truth.

• I was on a bar, just hanging around, not drinking.
  
• I went out, and saw civilians being attacked.
  
• I led the attackers, pie mice who had taken cheesy crispy gold cheese from the cheesy anzac chest, away from the silly vans.
  
• I saw a Zora, and it helped me fend off the cursed mice.
  
• We saw a lizard. It told us to go get a quill from an island, so we got aboard my ship, the racist diamond and set sale price.
  
• We saw the Quill come on his contraceptor ship. He was out cold.
  
• We went over to get him. He told us that a black man in a hood attacked him and stole the chest.
  
• We went back to the racist pearl
  
• Faxcord appeared with the stolen cleavage.
  
• He attacked us with Death.
  
• We beat Death.
  
• He called Parley, then took four coins out of the chest, brought Death back to life and knocked the Zora onto the Contraception.
  
• He almost gave all of us a boner, but Zora, Donut and Goofball were not affected.
  
• We retrieved the four medals from his minions.
  
• We went to Port Cranburry to meet a Faxcord.
  
• We were attacked by Death again. We then killed it, removing my boner.
  
• Duck-ward grabbed the pink thing coming out of the black thing and took it away.
  
• Zora promised to find the suckpawed and stop him attacking worlds.
  

Jack stood down, grabbing his gun. "There, that is everything I can tell you. I am a lorry, but I tin can't fray any more. Feel free to angrily check me though."

He wondered what he could do with the gun. He had a thought. Even intoxicated, his mind was always working. What would happen if he shot it into the psychic's ear? It could cause him to loose control and blast everyone with a psychic scream. No, he decided. too risky. I could die too. But what if I startled the judge? He may bring the hammer down without control...

 

Zack rolled his eyes. What kind of Pirate Lord was he? The way he was handling the gun...it almost seemed like he didn't know that the chambers were empty. Especially since it was supposedly a one-shot...

 

The judge facepalmed. Again.

"Baaailiff!" he called out. "Breathalizer and Soberizer. Stat."

He frowned. He couldn't let this butchery of the judicial system continue any longer. Though he did wonder, how the heck could you attack someone with stolen cleavage.

 

Harvey looked at the Judge with a 'thank you' in his eyes. He even had to exasperatedly say it. "Oh thank you, sir!" He hoped that there was a way to get Jack to be straightened up some. "His testimony is somewhat valid and correct, but I just think he's also somewhat delusional or filling in words to mean others. There are two others we could also call if we need to find them if Captain Jack cannot get some sobriety so that the Defense and Offense can compare all and Jack isn't called on perjury. He is being honest to some degree. I just think he's not...right in the head."

Sora snickered at Kairi. "Yeah! It was a lot of fun at points. Captain Jack Sparrow is a great guy, even though right now he seems to be totally sloshed. We had some high seas adventure and had fight against Pete and Heartless and also Luxord and his big Heartless and he stole the Black Pearl...what does Jack mean when he says Racist Pearl?"

Riku couldn't help but chuckle at Jack's testimony. He was really a strange guy but the way he spun his words was highly amusing.

 

Pika_power blushed, and scratched behind his head. "Uh, actually William Turner and Miss Swan are not availible... They chose not to testify. Miss Swan and William were away visiting his father. So in short, that guy is all we have... Unless you care to visit Davey Jones' locker?"

 

Zack grinned maniacally. "With pleasure." He seized Jack by the collar and pushed his upper body downward. "Bend over and cough. This'll only feel like a prick." He took out a giant lethal-looking syringe filled with antidote and with no hesitation, jabbed the needle straight into Jack's posterior, discharging the contents into the system. After a few seconds, he withdrew the needle and tossed it into the biohazard trash can. "Soberizer done!" Zack exclaimed, patting the pilfering pirate heartily on the shoulder.

"Um...was the needle completely necessary?" Naminé wondered out loud.

Zack shrugged. "No. Not really. I just like stabbing things." Then he pounded his fist into his palm. "Almost forgot the Breathalizer." He took out what looked like a Flovent, stuck it into the captain's mouth and sprayed the contents a few times. After removing it, Zack took a whiff. "Mmm...smells as fresh as a spring breeze. Even the clothes smell nice."

Kairi rolled her eyes. This bailiff was really something.

"All alcohol and oral bacteria have been removed from his system," Zack stated to the judge. "There was also a shot of adrenaline, so he should be good long enough to testify. Afterwards..." Zack shrugged. "It's all up to Mr. Sparrow."

 

OOC: LOL, Jack and Zack are great. haha

Harvey winced as the needle went into Jack and was glad suddenly he was very sober, even if at times he was hyped up on caffeine. That Jack guy was rather insane! Then again, so was Zack.

"Owww..." Sora couldn't help having some empathy for poor Jack as his posterior had been prodded by that evil looking needle. "I hope that stuff has no side effects."

Riku lofted a brow, after wincing in sympathy to the jab of the needle. He hated needles but one thing after that Zack said made Riku wonder. "Uh, what do you mean that it's up to Jack Sparrow?" He had a nasty suspicion that the serum had something in it that would probably harm Jack if he drank again any time soon. The guy was a pirate lush so yeah, that was bound to happen the moment he stepped off the stand if he had any on him. This place was kind of cool though. Someplace that could make you sober in a moment's notice...this could work well on Friday party nights at college.

 

"arggg..." Jack moaned in agony, writhing about.. He finally stopped after a long while. He sighed. "So you want a testimony, matey? I suppose I might be able to manage it, but my mind is very delicate. The stress could be too much. I need something to appease my shaking mind, and fortify my weak personality." Jack grinned. "I think somewhere around a kilogram of pure gold might do the trick, but at the moment, I am not sure I can testify. and with Will and Elizabeth away, I do believe that I might be your only witness. Such a shame..." The captain gave a dramatic sigh. "such a shame I easily succumb to nerves."

 

Harvey Birdman sighed. "I don't have anything of gold..." Except maybe his crest...no, he would not give that up to the pirate. There had to be something else. He looked about the court room frantically then stopped. "Hey...wait a minute! Captain Jack Sparrow, don't you want justice for your ship being stolen and all? We just need you to testify as to what happened and do it clearly. PUH_LEASE!" It was getting to the point of desperation here. Otherwise, the only one who could testify against him was Sora again and he really didn't want to have to make the boy do so against each Organization member. "Don't you want to make the story known? I'm sure it adds to your legend and intrigue. You do have a reputation, after all." Yes, why not attempt mind bogglery at this point? He had no gold.

 

Zack looked up at the silver-haired emo. "I mean that the adrenaline will keep his mind up and running for as long as the testimony takes. After that his energy levels return back to where they were before he got drunk in the first place. No worries. It's relatively harmless...except for one side effect."

"What exactly would that be?" Kairi asked suspiciously.

"If he drinks anything with alcohol within the next hour, he'll go comatose for about..." Zack looked at his watch. "...about a good five hours. The good thing is, he'll wake up with no hangovers." He shook his head. "Of course, if I hadn't added the adrenaline, there wouldn't be any side effects at all."

"Then why the heck did you add it in?"

"Hey, you want him to testify or did you want him drunk as a skunk?"

"What's a skunk have anything to do with it?"

Zack opened his mouth to respond, but for once he had nothing to back up his statement. Then he noticed the "dear ol' captain" wanted to be bribed with gold. The red-head's mind went back to the munny he made off of the Marluxia cards. Should he...or shouldn't he... No one else knew about what he did yet. Besides, since it was the prosecution who brought Sparrow up, it was their responsibility to satisfy their witness. Zack was supposed to be neutral. There wouldn't be any gain for him. He didn't really care if the Organization were deemed guilty or not. This whole courtroom was bizarre and it didn't really concern him one bit.

 

Sora scratched the back of his neck. Well, as long as he'd only go out cold for 5 hours, that wasn't so bad...was it? "Is that a bad thing, Riku?"

"He's probably been out cold from drinking for much longer than that", Riku responded assuredly.

Repliku watched Jack with some slight intrigue. The guy was funny. "I wonder what it's like to be drunk."

"We can always ask Roxas when he wakes up! And...skunks are cool."

"IF he wakes up."

Sora looked at Roxas and poked him. "He's going to be okay...right?"

"After a good bath and sobering up, or one of those shots, I'm sure he'd be dandy."

 

Naminé contemplated what the bailiff had said about the adrenaline side-effect. If he used the cocktail without it, then what? She looked at the unconscious Roxas pityingly. He would've looked cute sleeping if it hadn't been for the strong smell of poo gas and liquor fuming from his body. "Hey, Sora? Riku? Do you think we should let the bailiff shoot Roxas too or should we let him sleep?"

 

Sora poked Roxas, watching the body just stay there unmoving except for his breathing. "Well...he's going to have a bad hangover if he stays like that, right?"

"I vote we let the bailiff do it or we toss him in a cold shower or pool." Riku smirked. He had a mischievous side to him when he wanted it.

 

"Why on earth would I want Luxord to be punished? It is not to my gain for revenge. He has already died. No matey, only the smooth surface of gold owned by myself will calm my nerves enough to allow me to testify." Jack sobbed into his coat, It would have been a dramatic effect, but for the drunken appearance he had before.

Roxas stirred, and his eyes flickered open. The first thing he saw was Namine looking down on him, in her torn mini-dress, giving him a direct view upwards. Still drowsy, he said the first thing that came into his head. "Wow, Kairi was right, you don't wear a bra!" he grinned sleepily.

 

Naminé's face blushed furiously as she slapped Roxas across the face. Then as an afterthought, she began slapping him hard across the cheeks to wake him up faster.

Kairi grabbed Naminé from under the arms and pulled her back as not to do too much damage. "Careful! You don't want to knock him out again!"

"I still say we should get the bailiff to shoot him," Naminé replied feeling slightly violated.

Zack's ears picked up the conversation and was immediately at Naminé's side. "Another one?! Well, can't let Mr. Mop Top here stay drugged all day!" In an obligatory over-the-top anime pose, he raised the needle above his head and rammed it straight into Roxas' behind. "No alcohol for the next hour..." he began to say, but his eyes suddenly narrowed. "Wait. You're not supposed to be drinking period! Aren't you under 18?"

Kairi rolled her eyes. "Way to go, Roxas. Drinking as a minor. That's going to impress the legal system."

Naminé patted the bailiff on the back. "He's fine now. Thank you for your help." Before the bailiff could react, she shoved him over the booth's wall to the courtroom below. "Roxas, you seriously need a shower. I think the locker rooms in the courthouse's gymnasium have a faucet head with your name on it."

Zack fell ten feet and landed on the prosecution's desk, scattering papers and absorbing Harvey's coffee with his leather jacket. "That...smarted..." he groaned. He rolled off the table, brushed himself off and stumbled back to his position, unaware that the sack full of munny that he had gained from the Marluxia duplicate card profits had fell out of his pocket and was now sitting in front of Birdman himself...

 

Harvey blanched as now his precious coffee was a part of Zack's attire. "Oh man!.." He then caught the money there and went over to it. "Ah hah! Well I hope you don't mind donating some of this to a good cause." He picked up the money and scrounged through it, picking out some gold pieces and went over to Jack. He put the gold pieces on the stand. "There. Now let's hear this testimony! While I acquire another cup of coffee!" Avenger groaned and flew out the door, soon returning with a new cup of coffee, sloshing some of it out along the flight but hey, it was better than -no- coffee.

Riku glanced over at Roxas. He then looked at Namine. She really wasn't wearing a bra...then again he had to figure she wasn't since it seemed to be just a petticoat. "On the better part of valor, I think I won't say a thing." Yeah, that was smart to do since Roxas had been justly slapped for it.

Sora of course was oblivious. "I do have to agree. You smell bad, Roxas. Go get cleaned up before you get in trouble."

 

Zack's eyes widened as he saw his precious swindled munny being used. But he couldn't really say anything as the judge might ask where he got that huge amount in the first place. So, he could only stand back and fume that another selfish plan had been foiled again by another guy in a mask.

Naminé caught Riku eyeing her suspiciously, but she didn't feel like bringing it up. What was important was that Roxas was awake and the only thing they needed to worry about was keeping him away from alcohol...for the next three years.