Saix's Solitary Doings

On the World that Never was, In the Castle that Never Was, in a Room that Never Will Be, a phone rang.

Elsewhere in the somewhat morbid and repetitively named places of the castle, the ringing caught the attention of 13 different individuals. Yes, them, the subject of many an angst/humor fic, the villains that actually have a bigger fan base than the protagonist of their game, Organization XIII.

At the moment, Xemnas the Superior was running hurriedly through the halls. He picked up the phone, which had been in his Room that Never Was And Never Should Be, But Is and Is Not. (Being number 1 is handy when you want to make your bedroom sound important.)

"Hello? Yes! Yes…no…8:30…WHAT! I'll be right there!" Xemnas raced around the room, grabbing things. As he ran towards the door, he stopped momentarily, seeing most of his subordinates looking at him strangely.

"I have to go…somewhere…and, uh…do important…stuff…for a while. Saix is in charge until I get back." He said, before running out to the Car that Never Was (The Organization Bureau of Nomenclature could do with a bigger budget, he had to admit) and driving frantically off into the nonexistent night.

Axel groaned.

"He took the Black one! AGAIN!" Roxas thought for a moment.

"Wait…if we were just going to leave as a group and let Saix watch the castle, why would we need the two-person car if there's eleven of us?"

"…Oh. Right."

The temperature dropped several degrees as Saix came halfway downstairs. The berserker/sadist/loose cannon/ZOMGBBQ Claymore Man(!) was second in command, despite being 7th in rank. This wasn't so much do to Xemnas's trust in him, but more because he scared the pee out of everyone else.

"Did the Superior leave on his date yet?" Axel and everyone else exchanged a look, a single thought going through their minds:

Who in their right mind would date the Superior?

"Uh...yeah…he just left…" Axel said, keeping a wary eye on the nearby Claymore.

"And you'll be leaving to do something in just a moment?"

"Yes…"

"Good…I mean, very well. Off with you." Saix said, going back up the stairs.

Demyx, the much-abused/beloved musician of the Organization, came back in from the Nonexistent Garage.

"Sorry guys, the car won't work…we're stranded." Axel snapped his fingers. Roxas sighed.

"NOW what'll we do?" Suddenly, Axel had an idea.

"Guys…what if we just PRETEND to leave?"

"What would that accomplish?"

"You know that Saix never leaves the Castle, so he's alone all the time…aren't any of you the least bit curious what he DOES here when he's by himself?"

"That's actually a good idea." Larxene, the Organization's only female member and resident as a result, said.

A few minutes later, the eleven walked out the door, and then teleported to a safer place to observe the Moon worshipper on his own.

Strangely, Saix did not seem ready to believe that he was alone. He quickly began searching the castle.

The eleven managed to evade Saix as he investigated every part of the Castle. Finally, suspiciously, Saix walked over to the phone. Taking a furitive look about, he finally picked up the phone and dialed a number. His hidden comrades watched in anticpation.

"Hey, Auron? It's Saix. The gang went out…you know what that means." Saix pressed a button, and suddenly, lights and amplifiers came out of the very walls.

"Call everyone up! PARTY AT MY PLACE!"