The Winchester Exchange Program
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Chap. 1: Tenth Division
Note: The first part of some stories with the Winchesters in other divisions. Spin off of 1967 Chevy Zanpakuto.
"Dean!"
"Matsumoto!"
Sam and Captain Hitsugaya stormed into the Tenth Division office and were immediately drenched by a bucket of some foul liquid propped over the doorway. They both stood with identical grimaces and scowled at the laughter of the two drunken idiots.
"You should see your face, Shammy." Dean slurred.
"Can't believe we got both at once!" Rangiku said, happily. Her robes hung even more loosely than usual.
Toshiro gagged on the smell and resisted the urge to dirty Hyorinmaru with both their blood. "You are going to regret that." he ground out. "Your stupid prank spree ends now. Otherwise, I will make sure-"
"Oh, Captain, relax! We're havin some... just havin..." Rangiku trailed off but seemed unaware that she hadn't finished her sentence. Dean giggled.
Sam stalked over to his brother and took Kurashikkuka from him.
"No!" Dean quickly sobered and tried to grab his sword back but Sam held it high over his head "No fair, give her back!"
"Not until you apologize."
"I'm sorry!" Dean strained to reach his sword but Sam held him off.
"A written apology to each person you pranked."
"Come on, Sam." Dean whined. He reached again and gave up "Fine, fine."
Toshiro watched in fascination as Dean sat down and sullenly began to write. He shrugged and snatched Haineko from his vice-captain.
"Heeeyyy." she snatched the zanpakuto from back her shorter captain and stuffed it down her cleavage. She smiled triumphantly as his face reddened and he looked jealously at Sam's height.
"Damn it." Hitsugaya muttered.
"Oh, don't be a wimp." Dean got up and retrieved Rangiku's sword from down her shirt. She scowled as he tossed it to Sam and Dean grinned "If I had to do it, you do too."
Rangiku moaned and sat back down "Who all did we prank again?"