In which I am promptly skewered on a Xemnas!lightsaber for even THINKING it.

 I didn't ask for this idea.  But it kept going around and around in my head at work today.  It was made especially worse because—apparently, I'm one of many slashers at my job.

Organization XIII Therapy, 2/?!:  Xemnas and Xigbar session
Genre:  Crack, as usual
Warnings:  That same weird brand of humour as before.  Also pure unadulterated crack.  Insanity, some OOC-ish ness is intentional.
Disclaimer:  I don't own it. If I did I'd be doing something other than housekeeping, now wouldn't I?

Summary:  Second session of Organization XIII's mandatory therapy sessions.

( Help me help Nobodies! )