Disclaimer: All Bleach characters belong to Tite Kubo…darn.
Warning: OOC
Cooking on a Boring Day
It was a boring day in Las Noches. Almost every arrancar had no chores to occupy them, and had resorted to sneaking into the human world to play games and do karaoke. Everyone had a method of fun, except for poor Orihime. Her method of fun was counting sheep.
"Mou, I am so bored," Orihime said. She was currently twirling her hair, which had grown to reach just below her butt.
"Well, that's too bad, isn't it?" asked Ulquiorra, as he came in with her lunch. Orihime rolled her eyes. Ulquiorra didn't know the definition of being fun or bored. She took a glimpse of her lunch. It was a sandwich, with lettuce and some kind of reddish mush. She was, at the least, afraid to eat it. She understood how her companions felt now. At least the ingredients in her food were recognizable.
"What is this supposed to be?" she asked, unwarily eyeing the food on the tray.
"It's food,"
"Well, I could have answered that!"
"Then what is the problem here?" asked Ulquiorra. Orihime tried to find a polite way to say that the food looked terrible.
"That food looks gross," she said. At least she tried. "Did Grimmjow cook it?"
"No," was the deadpan reply.
"Szayel?"
"No."
"Was it you?"
"Yes," said Ulquiorra. Orihime blanched. The fourth Espada had some horrendous cooking skills. Was that even possible? After all, it was a simple sandwich. Even Rukia could make that on her first try.
"Ano, sorry," Orihime said. Ulquiorra just looked to her. Walking over to her in long, graceful strides, he said one thing.
"Can you teach me how to make a sandwich?"
Stay Tuned!