Summary: The Espada go to the human world for a break.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not the Espada, Bleach, or any other characters, they belong to Tite Kubo. I also don't own Anger Management or Disney (of course).

Warning: could possibly contain shounen-ai, not sure yet, but it could in the future. Also contains bad language.

Human World Pandemonium

The espada sat around the meeting table, quit, hands folded, and eyes staring ahead gazing with wonder, and amazement up at their strikingly handsome leader. They worshipped and followed his ever order no questions asked. Said leaders two personal minions stood on either side of him proudly basking in his glorious- wait. No. Not the right story. Sorry Aizen, but that could only happen in your wildest dreams. Actually let's be straight here even in his wildest dreams that couldn't happen.

In actuality the espada were acting like mad men. Harribel was beating up Nnoitra. Nnoitra was screaming.

Yammy was singing I Feel Pretty. Zommari was trying, and failing, to shut Yammy up.

Stark was sleeping (isn't he always?). Szayel was trying to stop his new experiment from killing Grimmjow, who was currently screaming like a little girl yet still managed to cuss like a sailor (talent?).

Aaroniero was arguing with itself on how to spell its name.

Barrigan was grumbling about 'disrespectful youngsters'.

Tosen was preaching about justice, of course no one listened, but a guy can try, right?

All the while, Ichimaru was smiling like a creep taking in the sight of his wonderful plotting. Wait. What? HIS plotting? Of course, Szayel's experiment didn't get here on its own. Yammy hadn't been the one who bought Anger Management from the human world. Aaroniero wouldn't have had doubts about how to spell his name had Gin not brought the subject up. And Nnoitra hadn't actually been taking Harribel's underwear, though you know he thought about it. Stark…well Stark is Stark. Barrigan wouldn't have broken his hip if 'youngsters' coughgincough, hadn't been playing around in his tower. And then Ulquiorra, well actually Ulquiorra pretty much doing exactly what the begging of the story said, so um yea he wasn't responsible for that.

As Gin chuckled in the corner, and the arrancar were fighting (except Ulquiorra), Aizen was having a mental breakdown of types.

He watched the mayhem taking place in front of him with wide horrified eyes. How could it have turned out like this? His precious little subordinates had gone mad. Mad I tell you! Mad!!!

Aizen slowly curled up in the fetal position into his chair and started rocking back and forth, muttering.

If Ulquiorra's face could show emotion then right now it would be showing something akin to worry, as he looked up at his leader. Cuddled in a ball. Crying. Yes the infamous leader Aizen-sama the Great, was crying.

"Oi, you bastard get this thing off me!" Grimmjow yell split through the air momentarily distracting Ulquiorra.

"Trash"

"What did you call me you Bastard?!"

"No! Harribel, stop, stop, please, I didn't do it I swear!"

"Oh? So you didn't steal from me?"

"No!"
"Liar!"

Crack

Scream

"It's not A-a-e-r-o-n-e; it's A-y-e-e-r-o-n-i-e"

"I Feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and gay~" (Glass brakes somewhere)

"Shut up!"

"And I pity any Girl who's not my today"

"Not you too, Stark! Why cruel fate? Why?!"

Snore

"Justice is not something that can be restricted; if it takes me to the end of time I will, blah, blah, blah, blah."

"These disrespectful brats, why back in my day we didn't talk back to our superiors we followed orders no lip about it. Now though blah, blah, blah (again)"

"Grimmjow I think I'm going to have to cut off your arm to remove the experiment."

"What?! No way!"

"Oh, come on don't be a baby you've had it removed before."

"You're fuckin enjoying this aren't you?!"

Grimmjow was right about that one at least Szayel could hardly contain his excitement. He had wanted to test the experiment (which he shall now name Kittyeater 5,000) on someone, and this just worked out to his advantage. Though he had no clue how Kittyeater 5,000 had gotten out, but hey, it worked to his advantage. He also got to have the extreme pleasure of extracting revenge upon Grimmjow, his day was made.

As all this was going on Gin noticed Aizen curled up in his throne, and had a wonderful ideal. Wonderfully evil, that is. He, he, he, he, hoo, hoo, hoo, ha, ha, ha, ha, ho, ho, ho- choke, cough, cough. Sorry about that.

Ichimaru shunpoed (A/N: I think that's right…) over to Aizen and leaned down whispering something into his ear.

Whatever it was that he had said, made Aizen straighten and regain the small amount of composure he had left.

As Ulquiorra saw this he cheered, at the revival his god made. Okay mentally cheered. Ulquiorra doesn't cheer out loud; he's to cool for that.

"Everyone," Aizen said calmly, trying to snag the attention of the bickering arrancar.

Of course they (not including Ulquiorra) ignored him.

Letting anger get the best of him, Aizen let out a small amount of reitsu, making everyone freeze in place.

"Now that I have your attention, I would like to make an announcement."

"Bout damn time." Nnoitra muttered

Harribel smacked him upside the head.

"What was that for you bi-" before Nnoitra could finish his sentence, a cup came flying hitting him on the head.

"Who the hell threw that?!" He screamed, jumping up from his chair.

All eyes automatically turned to Grimmjow, who held up his hands. "I declare my innocents, it was him!" he yelled pointing towards Ulquiorra.

Now all eyes turned to Ulquiorra, and for the first time noticed an unsightly, horrifying fact. His tea cup was gone! Dun, dun, dun!

"So it was you," Nnoitra growled.

Ulquiorra paused as if considering something. Then lifted his skinny arm to point at Nnoitra.

"Spoon."

Silence

Silence

Cricket, cricket, silence

"HA, HA, HA, HA, HA," Grimmjow roared. Soon the whole room full of espada started chuckling then laughing. Even Aizen and Tosen cracked a grin. Whoa.

Nnoitra on the other hand was being a spoil sport, and was about to pop a blood vessel.

"Why, you little-"

"Come on, Nnoitra can't you take a joke," Grimmjow grinned.

"You sure seem to dish it out enough," Szayel said, and started laughing his ass off again.

"Now that, that's over with, I wish to make an announcement. I have an ideal!" The espada stopped their laughing and stared up at Aizen with a slightly fearful look in their eyes. Last time that guy had an ideal things didn't work out to well.

Disney, and the espada didn't mix, that was just fact.

As if they weren't scared enough at the thought of it being his ideal, what Aizen said next, would really get them. "Actually it was Gin's ideal."

They all tensed, Grimmjow turned a sickening color green. Though that might be becouse Kittyeater 5000 had made its nest on top of his head

"You all have been working quite hard so I'm going to give you a treat."

Everything was quite.

"We're going to the human world!"

Grimmjow fainted.

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To Be Continued…