Renji growled in frustration as he jabbed the pile of decomposing vegetation with the pitchfork. He still wasn't entirely sure of how he ended up here of all places – a rural farm on the outskirts of Karakura.

No sooner had he stepped out of the senkaimon with Ikkaku and Yumichika for their mission than did the crazed shopkeeper shove overalls with Chappy proudly embroidered onto the front pockets into the three's arms. Maddening grin firmly in place, he then hustled them out to the barely running van he kept parked at the side of the shop.

On the way to the small farm, Urahara had explained to the three that they were going to learn about how raw materials were gathered in the human world. Of course, that got Renji's attention, since he was already an expert on the workings of the World of the Living, but any information he could learn would only add to his bragging rights.

At that point, however, he wasn't entirely sure of what the overalls had to do with it. When they'd met up with the farmer, the dots suddenly connected in a humiliating picture.

Now, instead of slaying hollow, or at least teasing Ichigo, he was crammed into the corner of a field, poking at discarded plant-stuff. "Somehow, I get the feelin' this has more t' do with some discount that idiot's getting and less with any sorta education," he muttered to himself as he worked on turning the pile. "What a crap job."

He reconsidered his words, however, when Yumichika's distinctive whining yell grew closer. "…deceptive, disgusting animals who…"

Renji stopped listening to the verbal abuse against the horses, which up until today were 'graceful and noble' in the fifth seat's eyes, when he caught sight of the manure and straw covered shinigami storming past.

The pitchfork fell against the side of the rotting heap when the tattooed reaper's howling laughter filled the air.


Completely random, I know. XD Still funny, hopefully.