notbantamweight | #013 - CAPLOCK'D PENNANCE

THE ENTIRETY OF THE FOLLOWING HAS BEEN COPY-PASTA'D FROM capslock_bleach , WHERE I LAPSLOCKED MOST HORRIBLY.

ENJOY THE BURNING CRACK~!

I LAPSLOCKED REAL BAD, AND reality2anime CAUGHT ME, AND DEMANDED 'IN CELEBRATION (??) OF VALENTINE'S DAY/SINGLES AWARENESS DAY, AIZEN DOING SOMETHING FOR HIS HUENCO MUNDO HOMIES FOR V-DAY.'

HOWEVER. I HAVE THE MOST HORRIBLE HANGOVER, AND THEREFORE NO SHOOPIN SKILLS, AND THEY WERE NICE ENOUGH TO LET ME WRITE A FICLET.

ENJOY~!

“AH... AIZEN-SAMA, YOU WISHED TO SEE ME?” ASKED GIN, MOOCHING IN AIZEN’S BEDROOM DOOR. HIS LORDSHIP-NESS TURNED TO HIS SILVERY FRIEND AND ANNOUNCED,

“YES... I WANT TO THROW A... WHAT IS IT CALLED, THAT SILLY HUMAN CELEBRATION ON FEBRUARY 14TH?” GIN LOOKED UP AT HIS GOD, PARTIALLY OPENING ONE EYE IN THOUGHT.

“MY LORD, I DO BELIEVE THAT IT IS CALLED A VALENTINES DAY PARTY.” AIZEN COMPOSED A THOUGHFUL LOOK ON HIS GODLY FACE, AND RECLINED ON BANCOUCH.

“WHAT DO THEY SERVE AT THESE... VALENTINES DAY PARTIES, GIN?” A SNEAKY GRIN WOVE ITSELF ACROSS ICHIMARU’S FACE.

“JUST LEAVE IT TO ME, AIZEN-SAMA.”

~LATER ON~

GRIMMJOW STUMBLED SIDEWAYS CLUTCHING A CUP OF CATNIP LIQUER, AND FELL INTO ULQIORRA’S LAP, WHILST MAGICALLY BEING ABLE TO NOT SPILL A DROP OF HIS DRINK. THE CUARTA, TO HIS CREDIT, DIDN’T SHOW ANY SURPRISE AT THIS SURPRISE LAPWARMER, BUT CONTINUED TO MUCH ON HIS ENCHILADA.

HE SURVEYED THE ROOM, TAKING IN THE WASTED FORM OF TELSA IN THE CORNER, STARRK, WHO WAS EITHER OUT COLD OR SLEEPING, HE COULDN’T TELL, THE TEQUILA DRINKING CONTEST GOING ON BETWEEN NNOITORA, BARRAGAN, SYAZEL, AND HARRIBEL, AND THE ....WRITHING BODIES CURRENTLY OCCUPYING MOST OF BANCOUCH.

AIZEN LOOKED UPON THE MESS OF DRUNKEN ESPADA, AND PROCLAIMED THIS TO BE THE BEST PARTY EVER, BEFORE DOWNING ANOTHER GLASS OF GIN, AND PROCEEDING TO JOIN IN.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!