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Marluxia riding Lexaeus like a pony! 8DDD

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Rule Number 23​

It’s good to be home for the week, I thought with a satisfied smile. I strode down the halls of the empty hallway, enjoying the small period of rest between my ever-frequent mission duties. Being one of the best fighters had its ups and its downs, after all. In my hands, I held a pen, and a little tiny note-book like cluster of pages with various Sudoku challenges, crossword puzzles, and word searches in it. I wasn’t really in the mood for sculpting today, and Demyx would be away with his friends VIII and XIII today for quite some time, so this was the best alternative way I could think of to keep myself occupied.

Suddenly, I heard a shrill whoop from above. Thinking it was just one of Xigbar’s usual shenanigans, I ignored it, only to have something drop right on top of me! My pen and notepad filled with puzzles clattered to the ground as two slender legs wound around my neck from behind and two hands grasped huge fistfuls of my hair. The first reaction was to throw whoever – or whatever – this was to the ground and give them one punishing blow with my tomahawk, but I immediately stopped as I heard an, “High ho Silver… AND AWAY!!!â€

I froze, and looked up, completely disbelieving. Sure enough, Marluxia was grinning back down at me. A few, agonizing seconds ticked by in silence. I don’t believe this! This is a direct violation of number 23! Marluxia was snarling in a feral manner by now, and he dug his heels into my side. “I said, AWAY, damnit!â€

I sighed, figuring that the poor Nobody was starting to come off his medicine, and instead of dragging him to Xemnas’s lair, I decided to simply oblige, and took off running in whichever direction was most convenient. Marluxia gave a thrilled shriek and threw his hands up in the air as if he was riding a roller-coaster. “FASTER, FASTER!!!â€

I sighed. Not really the way to spend my day off I had in mind, but… At least it was something to do, right? For the sake of my sanity, I convinced myself that this was, indeed, correct.

Henry, you can stick the remote up your butt all day for all I care, but if I hear your door being slammed, it'll REALLY be ur @$$, u hear?! DDD<

I had to. X'DDD