It sat quietly among its labeled cousins, bubbling within its eternal life with its individual cork tightly waxed upon its produced a dull chocolaty glow almost edible to the sight of most but has its deadly and costly side effects once a drop is taken.
It was created for the mere fun of one individual during his free time, molecule by molecule the solution formed after endless nights of research but its identical fate still remained unchanged to its other multi coloured relatives alongside.
Shinigami-es from the previous generations till now crossed its dusted shelf where its stood transfixed till this very day. Left and forgotten by it's creator himself, a lone solitaire waiting for it's day to be noticed. A thin ice sheet tattered across its glass figure as it stood free from any unwanted guest who's greatest wish was to own it.
The gates of winter huddled its wings along the shelves, forming thin icicles along the platinum freezer's shelves as it temperature stood still since the last ice age. Warmth breath is a rare sight among its domain, its atmosphere and location were secretively hidden from all beings except for it's one and only owner.
"Ken-chan, Ken-chan, Look! Look! Chocolate on top of the fifth shelf."
"Not now Yachiru. I'm still busy looking for that freak to fix my eye patch. Where the hell is he? I can't see a friggin thing among these trash, are you sure we entered the right room Yachiru?"
"Yes Ken-chan, now help me take that chocolate bottle down from the fifth shelf. Please? Please? Pretty please!
"We can't take anything which don't belong to us Yachiru. Let's leave, I'll rip that dork into shreds for locating his office in a place like this."
With a final curling mist arising from his nostrils he turned towards the erupting light from the other end of the room which didn't meant to be there and retraced his steps towards the freshly built door from which they came through. A couple of footsteps later, his subordinate re-attached herself back to his shoulder like a magnet as they made their way out from that forbidden kingdom they've toured.
The frozen room's contents laid stationary, pure and untouched except for the colourful mess on the ground and a missing bottle from a particular shelf. Being labeled alphabetically, the eleventh bottle from the ninth row seemed to have found it's destiny. With a cherish smile, her fingers clasped across the bottles's neck as she pocketed that partially frozen container in to her robes, ignoring it's freezing bites within her shihakusho as they made their way towards another randomly picked passage way.
As we all know Yachiru's intentions to bring joy to the world has never failed to bring more misery and burden to her upset-ed victims. Take Byakuya, he's a perfect example. Yachiru impertinent character has always allowed her to slide past any chaotic situation at all cost and bear in mind that she was, shall and will forever be the causer of any accidents, slip outs or mischief.
Her words have a somewhat assurance and persuasion in them due to her innocent and kiddy kind of look, but don't get fooled cause you'll regret it for the rest of your life.
So, what she plans to do with that bottle in her robes?
Who knows?
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