Shirokonoji: AWRIGHT! Chappie 2! This will hopefully not go on hiatus as I finish off my other story... To all the people who read my Bleach story, SORRY IT'S ON SUCH S LONG HAITUS! I'LL UN-HIATUS IT NOW! It's just that schools so hectic I don't get anytime anymore!

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING BUT THE PLOT OK?!

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After dragging Urahara through his alternate universe Madara set out again, this time for the four eyed sewing machine. Now...where to find him?

Madara pranced through his room in the Uchiha compound, when sudden realization hit him straight in the face, literally, he crashed into a wall. HE WOULD LURE HIM IN! 'Uahah, all I need to do is find that irritating plush lion...what was its name again?...Mod Konpaku? Never the less, I must TEAR THAT LION AND MAKE INTO AN ATROCIOUS SEWING DISASTER!' Madara spazzed, flailing his arms around like Urahara when he sees cupcakes.

Madara slipped his swirly mask on again and felt all the evil, cruel and strikingly hilarious ideas fly into his head, oh wait, Madara just crashed into a wall again...nevermind.

Meanwhile, Ishida Uryu was training to become the champion for this years sewing completion to raise money for the League of Super Evil foundation, but then he heard a crash...meh, it was probably Ichigo failing and crashing into a wall. To pass the time, Uryu began to sing a song and it went like this-

'I am a craftsman'

'and I'm sewing some stuff'

'Sew-y sew-y stuff'

'I'm sewing some stuff'

And since this song was so awesome that the window right next to him just broke because the pressure of its awesomeness, Uryu decided to make an album.

Madara was sneaking like a total ninja through the school halls while crashing into a few people along the way, all of which dropped the deadly f-bomb near teachers, who thought that the little girl rushing to meet her sibling was cute- no wait, that was Madara! ...did he forget to change? TOO LATE NOW, THE PLAN IS GOING INTO EFFECT! Whilst almost punching some random dude, Madara noticed a very pretty picture of a cupcake so he totally ignored all the teacher squealing and screeching while pointing at him. He then proceeded to small full on into a wall, receiving oooooooh's and aaaaaaaaah's.

Urahara groaned and rubbed his head while rolling on the floor, 'Ow...my brain cells...'He sat up and slide around on his butt. 'Derp...where am I- ARGH STUPID KUROSAKI I HATE HIM! ...he didn't let me eat the cookies!' Urahara scrunched up his nose and snorted. 'Urahara Kisuke. Owner of the Urahara Shoten, exiled from the Soul Society, former captain of the Scientific Bureau.' Madara's disembodied voice echoed through the vast open area of Madara's pedoground where he sucked up innocent little kids and stole their candy.

Urahara stared at some random spot and glared at it, hoping to scare the creepy, voice, which sounded like that spoonhead arrancar...uh...whachamaface thingamadoodle...yeah, that's his name! He zoned off about then, thinking about his pretty, sparkly pet unicorn he left at home with...STUPOD KUROSAKI BETTER NOT BE PEDOING IT! Alas, some, mystical, magical, moron force slapped Urahara in the face.

Madara was loudly ranting about his success and how he knew who Urahara was and how stalkerish he was, he pause to breathe in and saw that his victim was zoning out and drooling, creating a puddle under him. Madara decided he had a time to shine, sooooooooooo, he EHEM 'MADE' a new move to wake his victim up. 'Alright, LETSA GO! I MUST PROVE MY AWESOMENESS AND RECEIVE A GLORIOUS, WONDEROUS CUPCAKE FROM THE MASTER OF KIDNAPPING AND GAMESHOWS!' so Madara got prepped up and...POW! 'MADARA KICK, MADARA SLAP...MADARA CHOP CHOP CHOP!

And that was that. On to the next victim.

Mission: Kidnap Sowing Champion, 2009-2012
-Success

Current Objective : Kidnap Crazy Lady
-Incomplete

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How 'd I do?! Was it crappy?