-- This stupidity is based on, well, nothing. Nothing except for my own strange little mind --
On one very dark day in Hueco Mundo, Gin discovered that he was hungry. Grrrr! "Oh, my! My stomache appears to be growling. I suppose it's time for lunch." With his normal fox-like expression, he began to make his way the the kitchen.
On his way to the kitchen, he happened upon Szayel. "Good afternoon, Szayel. Care to join me in the kitchen for something to eat?"
Szayel glanced at Gin and shook his head. "Sorry, I just had lunch." He held up what look like the remains of an arm. "Care to have the rest?"
With his hand pulled into his sleeve, Gin covered most of his face with his arm. "Uhm... No." With that, he hurried past Szayel and continued his way to the kitchen.
Meanwhile, a grin crept across Szayel's face. "My... I didn't think he would believe it was real." He held the arm in both hands and bent it. He released on hand and watch as the arm spring back into place. "I mean... This is the most crudely made rubber arm I have ever seen."
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Back to Gin and his quest to the kitchen... He walked past Grimmjow before stopping to look back at him. "Care to get something to eat with me?"
Grimmjow turned to look at Gin. "Fine. Just let me finish my snack." He held up the headless body of a rat and dropped it into his mouth.
Gin's cheeks turned green and he quickly ran away from the cat-man.
Grimmjow slurped the tail into his mouth and began to speak before swallowing. "Whaf? Itf's jusf a--" Gulp! "--Gummy Rat."
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Over at a plant in the hallway, Gin was loosing what little bit of his breakfast was still in his stomache. After cleaning off his mouth, he continued on his way to the kitchen. Ahead of him, he spotted Ulquiorra. I wonder if I should even ask him... Putting his odd feeling aside, he walked up to the emo. "Would you care to have lunch?"
Ulquiorra turned around to look at Gin. He was slurping on some thick, red liquid that had a distinct coppery smell. "No." He walked past Gin and continued to slurp on his drink.
"My! Was that boy drinking blood?" A chill went down Gin's spin as he ran towards the kitchen.
Ulquiorra tossed his strange drink to the floor. "That's the last time I go see Ilfort." He then continued to walk, passing by Grimmjow.
Grimmjow began to sniff the air. "Hey! I smell cow's blood."
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At long last, Gin made it to his destination. "Ah! The kitchen." He walked in to see Nnoitora standing in front of the stove. "Nnoitora?"
"Hey!" Nnoitora glanced back at Gin. "You're just in time to have some cake." He grabbed the dish and held it out to him.
"Boobs?"
Nnoitora grinned and took the boob cake to the table.
"Uhm.. No." Gin ran out of the kitchen.
"Whatever." Nnoitora grabbed a fork and began to eat the cake.
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"My... These arrancar are a lot of freaks. I think I'll just order some Chinese."
"Gin?"
"Ah, Aizen. What seems to be the problem?"
"There are no phones in Las Noches."
"Well, damn." A small frown came to Gin's face as he walked back off to his room.
-- Ta-da! I told you all it was pure stupidity --
