So me and my friend, who shall be referred to as Dr. Insane-O, were on the phone talking about Bleach. As always, I was asking him for advice and ideas for my stories. Somehow, we came up with a seriously zanny and bizarre idea. What if our fan fic personas, Agent HUNK and Doctor Insane-O, somehow got into the Soul Society?

This is the result of that conversation.

Readers of my stories should be familiar with Agent HUNK and Dr. Insane-O. If you aren't, well... You should still understand everything. So sit back, read the story, and enjoy some laughs.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.

The calm tranquility of the Soul Society was shattered by a bright flash of light. Everyone ran for cover, trying to hide from from the two strangers now standing in the midst of their home. One was wearing a black uniform with a bullet proof vest, elbow and knee pads, a helmet, and a gas mask with red goggles. The man next to him had short brown hair and was wearing a black tuxedo, a red tie, a lab coat, and two monocles. The two men stood shaking their heads, trying to figure out what had just happened.

"Where are we?" the man in black shook his head.

"I dunno..." the guy in the lab coat stared at their surroundings. "I don't see anyone..."

"Oh, I know where we are!" the man in black suddenly pointed a finger into the air in triumph.

"And where would that be, Agent HUNK?" the other man crossed his arms and waited for an answer.

"We're in the Soul Society, my dear friend!" Agent HUNK exclaimed.

"The Soul Society?" his friend arched an eyebrow. "As in from Bleach?"

"Yes, Dr. Insane-O!" Agent HUNK nodded his head. "The Soul Society, where dead people go!"

"YOU KILLED ME!!!" Dr. Insane-O suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Agent HUNK by the throat. He started shaking him around, trying to choke his 'friend' to death. "ALL I WANTED WAS TO GO GET PIZZA, AND YOU KILLED ME!!! I'M DEAD!!! I'M DEAD, AND NOW I'M GONNA KILL YOU!!!"

"We... aren't... dead!" Agent HUNK gasped.

"Oh..." Dr. Insane-O dropped his friend onto the dirt. "I'm sorry, buddy. I kinda lost it there..."

"Yeah..." Agent HUNK sat on the ground trying to catch his breath. "I'd say you did..."

A sudden rumbling noise filled the air. "Wassat?" the crazy doctor looked around.

"Uh oh!" Agent HUNK looked up in the air. "GET OUT OF THE WAY!!!"

Agent HUNK dove to the left. Dr. Insane-O dove to the right. The moment they did, a large stone wall slammed down between them. The two men scrambled to their feet and stared at the massive barricade now seperating them from each other. They both knew what it was. It was the wall around the Seireitei, where the Soul Reapers lived. "THATS A BIG WALL!!!" Dr. Insane-O exclaimed.

"Seriously? I thought it looked kinda short..." Agent HUNK laughed on the other side.

"Dude, lets get out of here. Do your little hand clap thing and take me to the pizza shop like we planned," Dr. Insane-O didn't seem to be having fun.

"Dude, we're in the Soul Society!" Agent HUNK obviously thought differently. "Lets have some fun!"

"We're on opposite sides of a giant wall, and more than likely we're seperated for good! Just get us out of here!" Dr. Insane-O yelled.

"Okay, okay..." Agent HUNK huffed. "Next stop: Pizza shop!" he held up his hands in the air. He would simply clap his hands together and use his abilities as an Author to take them to the pizza shop. Or at least, that was the plan. But what happened next threw that plan into chaos.

WHAM!!!!

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" Agent HUNK jumped at the sound of Dr. Insane-O screaming. His terror-stricken voice seemed to be going further and further away, and it was followed by several loud crashes in the distance.

"Dr. Insane-O!" Agent HUNK yelled. "What's going on?!"

"I'm sorry, but your friend is no longer in the general area," a loud, booming voice answered him from the other side.

Agent HUNK sighed. He knew that voice. He knew a lot about the Soul Society and its residents, while Dr. Insane-O was pretty much clueless. The voice on the other side belonged to the Gate Guard Jidanbo, who had more than likely just killed his friend. "Did you kill him?" Agent HUNK sighed.

"I only slapped him with the side of my axe," Jidanbo replied. "But I doubt anybody could survive that..."

"You'd be surpised with Dr. Insane-O," Agent HUNK grumbled.

"Excuse me," a voice behind Agent HUNK made him growl in frustration. He turned around, already knowing who was there. Gin Ichimaru, the Captain of the 3rd Shinigami Division, was standing there with his characteristic smirk upon his face. "How did you get in here?"

"I jumped," Agent HUNK shrugged. "In the wrong direction, it would seem..."

"Yes, yes it would indeed seem you jumped in the wrong direction," Gin replied. "Who are you?"

"I'm just a guy in Kevlar who has bad luck," Agent HUNK sighed.

"What is your name, I mean?" Gin was acting quite civilized. Agent HUNK knew that was a bad sign.

"Agent HUNK. You can call me Agent HUNK, H, or just HUNK," he replied.

"I see," Gin nodded his head. "Well, Mr. HUNK, I'm sorry to tell you this, but tresspassing in Seireitei is a serious crime."

"I know, I know," Agent HUNK nodded his head, well aware of what was about to happen. "Now let me guess... You're going to kill me, aren't you Mr. Ichimaru?"

"Hm, you know my name?" Gin smiled. "You must be psychic or something, because you were right about the other thing." Casually, he withdrew his Zanpakto from its sheathe.

"Um, can't we talk about this?" Agent HUNK backed up against the wall. "I mean, I just made a simple mistake..."

"You still broke the law..." Gin pointed the small sword at the tresspasser. "You must be punished."

"Well, if I'm already a criminal..." Agent HUNK shrugged. He then took off running as fast as he could past Gin. "I might as well add resisting arrest and running for my life!"

"Oh, like that will work..." Gin's smirk grew. He pointed his Zanpakto at the fleeing criminal. "Impale him, Shinso."

"What's that noise?" Agent HUNK looked over his shoulder as he ran. He screamed when he saw the blade of a sword streaking towards him at alarming speed. "AAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!! I FORGOT ABOUT THAT!!!"

WMAM!!!

Agent HUNK was struck in the chest since he had been turned around to look at the incoming weapon. The sword continued to grow longer, taking him with it on its trip across the Seireitei. Finally, Gin halted the Zanpakto's advance, but Agent HUNK continued to fly backwards. Eventually, he hit the ground and rolled about 57 times before coming to a halt. He staggered to his feet and dusted himself off like nothing had happened. "BULLET PROOF VEST, BABY!!! HAHAHAHAH!!!" Agent HUNK pointed at the small cut on his Kevlar vest. "Uh oh..." he celebration was cut short as Gin's Zanpakto came streaking towards him yet again. "HOW FAR CAN THAT THING GO?!" Agent HUNK screamed just before getting hit in the chest again and taking another ride across the Seireitei.

And so it begins. If you would like to let me know how you think, please write a review for this story. That would be greatly appreciated. Advice, compliments, flames, anything would be nice. So please review!