"Yo, Demmy! Get over here, I've got something awesome to show ya, little dude!" Xigbar called from down the hall, waving his arms. Demyx watched the spectacle from his door, confused and curious. "Cooomiing!" he replied happily.
Xigbar dissapeared into his own room, and Demyx half-walked, half-jogged down the hallway. He nearly collided with a sleepy Marluxia, but continued to Xigbar's room. "What is it, Xigb--EEP!" Demyx exclaimed as he nearly ran into what looked like a wooden him, life-sized.
The wooden-Demyx was roughly carved, with a large half-circle carved out of half of the face, the simplest form of a grin. His eyes were circles painted blue, and his hair... Well, let's not even start on his hair.
"Cool, isn't it? I made it just for you, little dude!" Xigbar beamed, "After all, it IS your birthday!"
"My... Birthday?" Demyx was utterly and thoroughly confused now.
"You know, the day you joined the Organization? The day of your birth as a nobody!" Xigbar