Marly's Restaurant

In the card-themed lounge, Zexion made his way to the bar, wading through crowds of patrons, many who turned their heads to stare.
Grumbling, the off-duty waiter perched on top of a bar stool, resting his feet on the metal bar beneath him.
“Heeeyy, Zexion,” Xigbar greeted from behind the bar, a glass in one hand and a cleaning rag in the other.
“How’s it goin’?” he continued as he set the glass down and approached the seated employee.
“Axel and Reno tore up the kitchen,” Zexion replied, a small smile showing at the thought.
“Again?” the bartender asked, an eyebrow raising.
“Pschh-yeah,” Number VI answered, a chuckle escaping his lips.
“What’ll you have to drink?” Xigbar said casually, reaching for a glass.
“Appletini,” the waiter responded, twirling a coaster on the bar.
“Alright,” the Freeshooter voiced, stifling a giggle.
Turning in his seat, Zexion observed the rest of the lounge, seeing Luxord dealing at the poker table.
“When did he start?” the Schemer asked the bartender, barely glancing over his shoulder as he spoke.
“A few days ago,” Xigbar stated as he mixed Zexion’s drink.
Number VI watched as the Gambler shuffled the deck, his expert fingers bending with the cards.
“Here,” Number II said, handing Zexion his drink.
Sipping gingerly at his Appletini, the Schemer continued to observe the ongoing poker game, seeing Setzer smirk slyly and Sephiroth scrutinize his cards.
The Schemer debated joining the game but decided against it, content with sitting at the bar, idly drinking his Appletini.
Goddammit!” Sephiroth shouted, throwing his cards up into the air and standing up, knocking over his chair.
Cocking an eyebrow, Setzer glanced sideways at the taller man.
Zexion giggled, swinging his glass slightly.
Luxord, distracted by Number VI’s laugh, was unaware of Sephiroth stealing chips.
Looking bored, Setzer stated,
“Sephiroth is stealing again.”
Cursing under his breath, the Gambler of Fate snapped his fingers.
Almost instantaneously, Xaldin and Lexaeus seemingly appeared out of nowhere and grabbed Sephiroth.
With wide eyes, the former General pushed his handfuls of stolen chips toward Setzer.
The two bouncers looked at each other before seizing Sephiroth, effectively dragging him out of the lounge.
Now outwardly laughing, Zexion grabbed his refilled Appletini, gulping it down swiftly.
Luxord, surprised by Number VI’s drinking, smiled at the Schemer, who promptly returned the grin and finished the last gulp of his drink.
With his new found courage, Zexion hopped off the bar stool, waltzing over to the poker table.
The Gambler watched as the waiter in drag stumbled slightly as he approached the table.
A few people stared as the Schemer sat down in a very immodest way, his legs splayed.
Luxord blushed as he tried not to steal a glance at Zexion’s brilliant purple undergarments.
“Deal ‘em up, Luxy,” Number VI slurred, a drunken grin plastered on his face.
“You need to buy in,” Setzer stated coldly before the blonde employee could say anything.
“Well, you might but I don’t have to,” Zexion defended, empty glass still in hand, “I’m an employee.”
“Doesn’t mean you play for free,” Setzer said menacingly.
“It does so,” the Schemer argued. He turned to the dealer,
“Right, Luxy?”
“Actually,” the Gambler of Fate said nervously, “No, but I can buy you in if you want.”
“Alright then,” the waiter slurred, waving his empty glass over his head to Xigbar.
Sighing, the bartender went over to the table and grabbed the glass from a swaying Zexion.
Luxord handed Number VI two stacks of chips and begun the game.
A minute later, the Freeshooter came back over, drink in hand.
Zexion nearly squealed as he grasped his newly-filled Appletini, his noise startling the Gambler of Fate.
Once the game was over and Zexion had done surprisingly well, Setzer stormed off, fuming that he had lost so horribly.
“Good game,” Number X commented, gathering up the cards.
“Really?” the purple-haired waiter asked, the alcohol in his system taking quite the toll, his judgment and logic long gone.
“You alright to go home?” the blonde asked, noticing Number VI’s slurred state.
“Pschfff….yeah, I’m fine,” he replied, stifling a small giggle.
“I’ll take you home,” Luxord stated, looking up at the wall clock; it read nine o’clock. Luxord still had three hours left. He motioned for Xigbar to come closer.
“I’m takin’ Zexion home. I’ll be back soon,” he said, nodding his head toward the waiter.
Xigbar turned the light off above the poker table as Number X led Zexion outside into the parking lot.
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Back in the kitchen, the Melodious Nocturne was busy cleaning up the redheads’ mess.
Axel had once again gone outside for a cigarette while Reno went into the employee break room/dressing room to clean himself up and nurse the wounds inflicted by the spatula.
Demyx grumbled to himself about the two older men’s immaturity and irresponsibility.
“Hey, Dem,” a soft voice greeted from the restaurant side of the counter.
The blonde looked up, seeing Sora standing there in his brilliant red outfit. The sight made Number IX blush; he was still not used to the extent of the waiters’ clothing.
“What happened?” the brunette questioned, seeing the disorder that Demyx was trying to clean.
“Guess,” the Nocturne replied glumly, dish rag at hand.
“Reno and Axel?” Sora assumed, leaning across the counter.
“Yeah,” was the dismal response.
“Do you need some help?” the young waiter offered sympathetically.
“I couldn’t ask you to do that,” Demyx murmured, scrubbing half-heartedly on the stove.
“Rai and Fuu should be able to help,” the Keyblade wielder stated sweetly.
At that moment, the two busboys appeared behind the waiter, arms full of dishes.
“Will you help Demyx clean up the kitchen?” Sora asked the two thugs.
Scowling but saying nothing, Raijin and Fuujin passed through the kitchen door and proceeded to help the blonde clean.
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Woohoo! I'm so excited that I got this stuff typed up and online! I don't know if I'll be working on this one for a while though. I founds me a new couple to have fun with (House/Wilson) squee! Anyhoo, tell me what you think and constructie criticism is needed and welcomed! Thanks for reading!! :)