Tiny Stories.
Hello viewers once again. This fic is going to be probably a story a chapter. All very different stories, of course. Anyways, enjoy!
The first tiny story will be about… ah, it's Rukia!
Rukia: Why me!?
Me: I picked your name out of a hat. Gome, Rukia.
Rukia: (sigh…)
Rukia: Nii-sama.
Byakuya: … (looks at Rukia)
Rukia: Nii-sama, I've been wondering about something.
Byakuya: What…?
Rukia: Well, why do you have macaroni on your head?
Byakuya: What…? (calm on the outside, trying to keep calm on the inside.)
Rukia: I said, why do you have Ichigo's leftovers from dinner, on your head!?
Byakuya: Who wrote this script!?
Me: Me, Smiles.
Byakuya: (stares at me, closes the door where Rukia and him are in.)
-smack-
(opens door.)
Rukia: Owww…
Me: Cut!! Hey Bwakuwa, or whatever your name is. No VIOLENCE!
(I'm sorry but we have to cut the story short. Plz review and tell me who the next tiny story victim should be!)
Me: Bwakuwa!! Come here , you! –smack, punch, bang-
(hehe)
-Bruised Byakuya, poor, poor Byakuya.-