You think the captains had it hard before? Wait until this prank turns Sereitei upside down! Life may never be the same again...

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A/N: I may have spelled several names wrong because I just get the names from Wikipedia.

Update 10/15: I added a bit more to the chapter. If you've already read the previous version, please read this newer version. If you haven't read this chapter as of October 15, this doesn't really apply to you.

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"Captain-Commander," Sasakibe said respectfully. "I hope you're well?"

The so-taichou grumbled something in reply, as he hardly ever talked.

"Yamamoto-taichou," Sasakibe continued. "If I may be so bold as to suggest we order some new spoons? After all, the Gotei does have the extra money."

"That extra money should be spent wisely," Yamamoto said, disapproving.

"It will be worth it," Sasakibe tried to reassure him. "I believe many shinigami," namely the eleventh division, "are uncivilized in their eating manners. This will help them become less barbaric."

Yamamoto sighed. There wasn't any harm in it...

-x-

Two weeks later, after the shipment of spoons had arrived, Rangiku Matsumoto, Yachiru Kusajishi, and Toshiro Hitsugaya were having breakfast in the dining hall.

"Ooh, these new spoons are so shiny!" Yachiru Kusajishi marveled.

"It's stupid, that's what it is," Rangiku Matsumoto grumbled. "If the Gotei has extra money, they should pay us more instead of buying all these new spoons."

Yachiru wasn't listening. "These spoons are as shiny as Baldy's head!"

Matsumoto burst out laughing, but Hitsugaya was not amused.

"Shouldn't you be with Zaraki-Taichou?" He asked icily.

"Ken-chan is at the training grounds!" Yachiru squealed. "Or... maybe at a captain's meeting? I don't remember."

"What?" Hitsugaya groaned. "Matsumoto, let me see your cell phone."

"Ah, Taichou... trust me, there's nothing to see," Matsumoto protested, flustered.

"That's for me to decide."

Reluctantly, Matsumoto handed the cell phone to Hitsugaya; Yachiru watched with curious eyes as Hitsugaya began reading Matsumoto's messages.

"Am I really a 'snot-nosed dwarf?'" He glared at his lieutenant. "Ah, this one is interesting... a 'lawn gnome,' ha."

"Na-Nanao and I were just kidding! We don't mean any of that..." Matsumoto laughed nervously.

Yachiru giggled. "Lawn gnome..."

Hitsugaya finished reading the messages and sighed. "Apparently, there was an emergency notice sent earlier this morning. I will be heading to the meeting now. Do me a favor and finish some paperwork."

"Yeah, sure, Captain," Matsumoto agreed, even though she had no intention of doing any paperwork."

The two tenth division members left, and Yachiru was left sitting by herself in the nearly empty dining hall. The other shinigami had left a pile of spoons on a table to be washed.

"Ooh, shiny," Yachiru whispered. The pile of spoons were sill 'shiny' even though they had been used.

The spoons were shiny, like candy wrappers. Like Ken-chan's bells in his hair. And like Zanpakutos. Yes, like Zanpakutos. Like the Zanpakutos that everyone carried around...

Yachiru Kusajishi grinned. A delicious plan was cooking up in her mind.

-x-

Matsumoto wasn't the only one complaining about the Gotei's way of managing money. The lieutenants that came from Rukongai weren't happy about it as well. After all, growing up they barely had a full stomach. So obviously, the Court's reckless spending caused a great deal of discontent among the (underpaid) lieutenants.

"Spoons," Renji Abarai complained. "Spoons. Spoons. SPOONS?"

"No matter how much you repeat it. It ain't gonna change," Shuhei Hisagi snapped.

"Who's the genius that thought of buying this anyways?" Renji complained to the lieutenants.

Chojiro Sasakibe cleared his throat and coughed for a moment.

"Don't tell me you were the one that came up with the idea!" Renji protested. "Because if you were, I might just have to kill you."

"It's not fair!" Matsumoto interrupted. "I say we get revenge against the captains!"

"Think about what you're saying," Hisagi replied. "They're captains for a reason. I'd hate to get on the wrong side of Kuchiki-Taichou, Matsumoto, and you're on his wrong side constantly."

Matsumoto rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically. "I'm not saying that we should fight them. No, I know you boys wouldn't stand a chance."

Renji, Kira, Hisagi, and Iba began to protest, but were interrupted by the arrival of Yachiru.

"Spoons, spoons, spoons!" she chanted.

"We know, Kusajishi-san," Matsumoto snapped.

"Spoons are soooooo shiny!" she giggled.

"I think she's high on drugs," Renji whispered into Hisagi's ear.

"No, she's naturally messed up," Hisagi replied.

"Don't let Zaraki hear you say that," Kira hissed.

"Why do you wanna hurt Ken-chan?" Yachiru asked, having missed out on the insults. "But don't worry. Maybe if you're strong enough, Ken-chan will give you a good fight. And he'll have fun!"

"We don't want to fight against the captains," Matsumoto explained. "I just want to show them that they shouldn't spend money so recklessly. We're underpaid and they waste money on silverware. I mean, seriously. Silverware."

"That's true, but..." Renji began, only to be interrupted by Yachiru.

"I have an idea!" Yachiru burst out.

"Yachiru?" Kira said, incredulous. "Why would you have anything against the captains?"

"No, I have an idea! See, spoons are shiny, and..."

Renji suppressed a laugh, and Yachiru jumped on his head and bit him.

"LISTEN! See, spoons are shiny, but everyone's mad because they spent money. And I want money too, cuz I want candy. So how about we put the spoons in random places?"

"What?" Hisagi leaned forward slightly. "You're saying that..."

"We take the spoons from the dining hall, leave it in unexpected places, and freak the captains out?" Matsumoto grinned. "I like it."

"Yay!" Yachiru cheered.

Iba stroked his chin. "I don't get it."

"Wait," Renji replied. "I think I do." He turned towards Yachiru. "So basically what you're saying is that... oh, I don't know, we leave a pile of spoons in a captain's drawer. Then maybe we put some in their clothes, and on top of their paperwork?"

"Yeah!" Yachiru grinned. "Do you have any other ideas, Red Pineapple?"

"I've got one," Matsumoto said slowly. "How about you string a chain of spoons and hang them on Captain Zaraki's hair?"

Renji, Hisagi, and Kira's mouth fell open in horror. Messing with Zaraki-Taichou was the same as tempting death.

"Matsumoto, think about what you're saying!" Hisagi protested. "Zaraki will kill her!"

"This is Yachiru we're talking about. As in, girl-who-rides-on-Zaraki's-shoulders-without-facing-death," Matsumoto said nonchalantly. "So, what do ya say, Yachiru?"

"It's PERFECT!" she squealed. "How about you, Red Pineapple, Number Face, Pointy Head, and Glasses Head?"

The four exchanged a brief glance.

"I'm all for it," Renji said at last. "But if you guys are going to mess with the captains, Yachiru, you handle Kuchiki-Taichou."

"Oh, Byakkun! His house is BIG!"

Hisagi shook his head. "I agree, it's unfair, but it's against our code of conduct to go against our captains."

"Yeah," Iba agreed.

Matsumoto patted Hisagi's head. "C'mon, Hisagi. It's not like we're committing treason or anything. It's just a few harmless pranks involving spoons. All we're doing really is teaching the captains a lesson."

Hisagi hesitated briefly. "All right, I'm in."

"So am I," Iba agreed, willing to go along with Hisagi. (1)

"Same," Kira said.

"Great!" Yachiru cheered.

Matsumoto, serious for once (it's involving money, and money means sake!), sat down and began to develop a plan. By the time they finished (which took about two hours), the six had hatched a devious plan that would cover every captain's weaknesses.

"Do you get it?" Matsumoto asked.

"Yes," they all said.

"I want candy!" Yachiru complained. "I'm going to see Byakkun. Bye!"

Renji looked towards her pink hair bobbing in the light and sighed. "I'll never get how Ikkaku and Yumichika can handle her."

Matsumoto stood up and stretched slightly. "Right now, it's only three o'clock. I bet we could pull a few pranks in two hours or so."

"Yeah," Renji agreed.

Hisagi shook his head. "I agree that we could pull a few pranks, but we shouldn't mess with the captains yet. Let's start from the lower seated officers and work our way up. We'll gain experience along the way."

"Ooh, you're right!" Matsumoto exclaimed. "That's perfect. Now, I believe the fourth division would be perfect for pranking..."

(1) A plug from that Shinigami's Cup where Iba wants to get respect from his comrades... I don't remember what number

The fourth division doesn't know what's coming! But I do...

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