Tall Tale for Demyx

"Demyx could sleep through anything," I told Axel and Roxas as we came upon Demyx totally asleep in the middle of the floor.
"Probably," Axel agreed, grinning.
"Look, he's drooling," Roxas said, laughing.
"Ooooo! I have to do something to him! Anything!" I said, laughing.
I reached into my bag and pulled out a red Sharpie.
"What are you going to do?" Axel asked as Roxas sniggered.
I walked over to Demyx and quickly poka-dotted his face and neck.
I came back to Axel and Roxas, quietly shaking in laughter. "He's still asleep!"
"Now what?" Roxas asked me, as we started walking again.
"Awwww man! I fell asleep again!" Demyx said from the floor, causing us to spin around.
"Yup," Roxas said to him.
He seemed to notice the looks on our faces, because then he asked, "What did you do?!"
"Nothing," all of us answered.
Demyx quickly checked himself and found no problem. "Okay then...."
[later]
"HOLY CRAP!!! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY FACE?!?!"
Axel, Roxas, and I cracked up, hearing Demyx all the way from the bathroom.
He ran into our room, looking panicked.
"What is this?!" he asked.
"Uhhhhh...." Axel and Roxas thought quickly.
"Chicken Pox!" I said.
Demyx and Axel gave me a confused look, while Roxas and I exchanged grins.
"Chicken Pox? What's that?!" Demyx asked, now extremely worried.
"I'm sorry, Demyx," I said, trying to keep a straight face, "but that means... you'll turn into a chicken."
"Whaaat?!?!" Demyx yelled, horror struck, while Axel and Roxas tried so hard not to laugh.
"Yup," Roxas agreed, trying to look sad. "We'll miss having you around, Demyx."
"Sure will!" Axel told him.
"What can I do?! There has to be a-" Demyx started, but I cut in.
"There is no cure. I'm sorry, but you'll have to live life as a chicken now. A Nobody chicken.... How are you going to eat?!" I asked, "horror struck".
"I'm going to starve!" Demyx groaned. "And turn into a chicken!"
"You can always ask Xemnas if he'll give you some chicken feed," Axel put in, while I tried to keep my face looking sad.
"You think he'll get some?" Demyx asked, sounding suddenly hopeful.
Poor, poor Demyx.
"Sure!" Roxas said, and warped us up to Xemnas' place.
"Xemnas, I have to ask you something...." Demyx started, looking glum.
"What is it now?" Xemnas asked, turning around. "First, Xaldin wanted some of my hair gel, then Marluxia wanted permission to- Woh! What is on your face?!"
"I have Chicken Pox, Sir. I'm going to turn into a chicken, and I was wondering if I could have some chicken feed," Demyx told him.
We couldn't stand it anymore; all three of us broke into maniacal laughter.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO DEMYX?! YOU WILL NOT TURN INTO A CHICKEN, AND THAT IS MARKER ON YOUR FACE!!!" Xemnas yelled.

"WHAAAAT?!?!" Demyx shouted, turning to us and summoning his sitar.

"RUN!!!" I shouted, and Axel, Roxas, and I shot off down the hallway, laughing all the way!