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Saturday,
December 3rd, 2022
I can’t believe this!
I can’t believe that those ungrateful little… somethings did this again. Why can’t they understand that they’re ruining my sanity!? Why doesn’t anyone understand me!? And why, why did I give these weirdos a permission to do this again even though I swore I wouldn’t? Have I gone crazy? I’m starting to questioning myself. I don’t think I’m alright. Why the holidays – AGAIN? Hello? Did someone possess me and make me agree on this when I was asked for a permission? I must not be myself at this point.
“Do any of you even understand what I’m trying to say?” is the only thought in my mind whenever I try to talk to these people. But they just do whatever they want to do and I have no idea where their respect for their leader has gone. Sometimes I even wonder why I even founded this organization – was it even worth it?
I looked out of the window. Oh, look, it’s snowing! I’m so glad that I’m alone in this conference room writing my thoughts down into this book. I really don’t understand how is it possible that I’ll submit to the will of these festive mood driven idiots. And with this I mostly mean Xigbar, Axel, Demyx, Roxas and, surprisingly, Vexen who was also looking for the cockroaches he lost in the morning. I really have no idea where they went and I would much rather not know anything about that one.
But anyways. Christmas. Bloody Christmas. It’s nothing but a cursed festivity. Overrated and expensive as hell, too. Organization’s budget is already pretty low. Probably because of Marluxia and Larxene who will probably get married soon or something. It’s the most craziest idea ever and that’s it. Last Christmas and the ones that preceded it all were chaotic. I’m pretty sure this one will follow the trend as well.
I still haven’t grilled Vexen because of last year’s chaotic events. I’m such a wuss. No, I can’t be depressed over that. Instead, I will tell you readers what we talked about during our meeting this morning. For some reason those meetings have lately been the reason why all the chaos happens.
But anyways – we were having a meeting on this very greyish, snowy day as we talked about what we wanted to do. And eventually we ended up discussing what kind of dinner should Xaldin make for Christmas.
“Xemnas, I’ve asked you recommendations for at least 30 times now”, Xaldin’s voice floated into my ears. 30 times? What the actual hell?
“I have no idea”, I answered. “Why are you even asking? Don’t you usually just get super creative with these menus?”
It was true. Xaldin rarely asked others’ opinions on his menus. He was obsessed with cooking. He’s also a little bit of a perfectionist with these things. I’ve never understood that about him. Can’t we just have something normal like ham or turkey along with gravy instead of some creative dishes like last year’s mint porridge that Xaldin created?
“I decided to ask you this year instead”, Xaldin answered.
“Why don’t you just ditch all the questioning and just work on it?” Axel asked while he dug his gums with a toothpick. It was pretty gross. I didn’t talk about it though so Axel wouldn’t start annoying me with his new obsession which was a British accent. Everyone was annoyed by it even though we didn’t let it show.
“I already told you why”, Xaldin said while he looked at him like he was dumb or something. “I think you might not be very smart, Axel.”
“I think I’ll take that as a compliment, mate”, Axel shot back. “But know this; I shall revenge this.”
“Oh, I’m so scared I’m gonna run”, Xaldin sarcastically said.
“Hey, we should go to Roxas’ town to celebrate the holidays!” Demyx interrupted.
“Oh God no”, I mumbled, flashbacks from last year popping in my head.
“Perfect”, Zexion snorted. “Roxas can take us sightseeing and show us the Mystery Tower and the ghost train that only appears so rarely we might not even see it.”
“Ha ha, Zexion”, Roxas said, rolling his eyes. “I’m gonna fight you.”
“Your syndrome’s getting worse with each passing month, Roxas. Why don’t you just try to behave normally for once?”
“That’s boring.”
“Shut it, shorty.”
“You’re shorter than me!”
Zexion fell quiet which was a good thing because I certainly didn’t want to listen any sort of arguments at this hour of the day. My head always hurts when Roxas and Zexion argues over things like “Christmas Mood Syndrome Deluxe II”. I have no idea where he gets his ideas for those names. It’s pretty smart to be honest but then again, Zexion might be one of the smartest members of this Organization.
But obviously I’m the highest on the intelligence level, hehe.
“We are so not going to Twilight Town to celebrate Christmas”, Saïx said. “That place is just too colorful.”
“That has to be one of the most stupidest reasons to not to go somewhere”, I told him. “Even though it’s very colorful, it still has the cheapest chocolate.”
“And how is chocolate connected to anything?” Zexion asked from his seat.
“Chocolate is always connected to Christmas”, Marluxia pointed out as he held Larxene’s hand. She didn’t say a thing about it. It was still a bit odd to see them together even though it had been a year since they got together. Everyone had been sure that they’d break up after few days but they didn’t. It’s very interesting to say the least.
“How?” Zexion demanded to know.
“Chocolate is a perfect gift to someone who loves it”, Marluxia grinned at Larxene who just rolled her eyes.
“That’s sickeningly sweet and disgusting”, Zexion told them.
“That’s because you lack the understanding of romance”, Roxas informed him.
“Since when have you been on Marluxia’s side?”
“I just agreed with him. Is that illegal now?”
“You’re turning into one of those sickening romantics. Gross.”
“Shut up, you two”, I told them both before their argument would get worse. They were getting on my nerves. Why couldn’t those two just be normal for five minutes? I don’t understand the logic behind their endless arguments. It’s so stupid. I could write a 500 pages long book about how dumb Roxas’ and Zexion’s arguments were.
I looked around the room and noticed Xigbar was playing with his gun as usual. Someone was going to lose an eye sooner or later if that went on too long. Xigbar already lost one, certainly he wasn’t trying to lost the other one, too? Of course, knowing Xigbar, losing his eye sight completely wouldn’t stop him from doing things he liked to do. I probably should start counting down the days for when someone yells in pain because of him and his reckless usage of his gun though.
I’m so horrible. I sort of don’t hate this group even though some of the things they do confuses me more than I want to admit. I always thought loneliness was enjoyable. I like it the best. Just sayin’.
Okay, screw that. Anyways, I don’t remember what we talked about next but the meeting ended with us deciding on going to Roxas’ house in Twilight Town. I wonder what people in that area says when we go there wearing black coats. His neighbors might be bothered by it. Or not. Roxas said they always leave for the holidays so it’d be a good place for us to stay in. And it’d be free of charge too! I could hear the sigh of relief from the vault where all of our moony was stored inside.
Xigbar’s creepy villain laugh from the corridor gives me chills. I can feel it in the core of my body and it’s freezing my insides. Note to self: deny laughing from Xigbar.
Well anyways, so we are going to Twilight Town for the holidays. What should I buy there? Probably these:
>Socks (multiple colors, 20 pairs)
>Karl Fazer Fazerina chocolate bars (×50)
>Classical music CDs (streaming services suck because I can’t use them)
>Magnesium Tablets (A bottle of 500 tablets)
>Books (How To Conquer The Universe, Fifty Shades Trilogy, Ancient Aliens Theory etc…)
>Karl Fazer Salted Licorice (5 bags, hide them from Axel & Xigbar)
>Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream (4 boxes, hide them from Demyx)
Yeah, I think that’s the list – for now. I just gotta hide this somewhere where nobody will find it.