Another Day In Hueco Mundo

by VorticalFiveStudios

AU. After being exiled from Aizen's kingdom, Grimmjow, Szayel, and Ulquiorra decide to become menos slayers, one of the highest paying jobs in the world. However, things won't go according to plan when the arrancars and menos team up in order to take down a common enemy. Severe OOCness. Parody of Team Epiphany's Another Day in Skrim series.

2. Chapter 2

Another Day in Hueco Mundo Chapter 2- Trick or Treat

Disclaimer- The following is a non-profit fanfiction. I do not own anything.

Szayel and his squad looked at the large group of hollows they had just killed. "Great job, everyone!" the pink haired arrancar said. "We took down those sons of bitches in no time! Little bastards didn't even put up a fight. That'll show them not to rape, loot, and pillage our villages!"

"My god, they even stole candy!" another arrancar exclaimed.

"Candy? Why would..."

"What is the meaning of this?" a blue haired arrancar said as he walked up to Szayel.

"Oh hey! Whats going on, captain?"

"What happened here?"

"Well captain, as you can see here we had a shit ton of hollows come in and try to rape, loot, and pillage villages! But don't worry, we took them out with ease."

Grimmjow just stared at one of the bodies.

"So... A job well done? Sir?"

"You murdered children, commander."

"Pardon?"

"They were trick or treating, baka! Its Halloween! You murdered a bunch of innocent human children!"

"Well, how the hell was I supposed to know that!? These fucking costumes look way too real!"

"Why I made you commander of the army, I will never understand."

"To be honest, I often wonder the same thing. I'm not really that good of a soldier. And I clearly just slaughtered dozens of children so... Yeah, that was a really bad decision on your part..."

Grimmjow sighed. "This is a horrible day for all of us, isn't it? We need to get rid of the bodies so nobody knows you were responsible for this."

"Wait, wait, wait, no. I'm all about taking my fair share of the blame, but this isn't entirely my fault."

"Weren't you the one who gave the order?"

"Well yeah, but..."

"Then it's entirely your fault."

Szayel frowned. "Oh, you are a dick."

Grimmjow rolled his eyes. "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me."

"What, are you five years old?"

"No, but that's probably the age of all the children you just murdered."

"Oh ho, clever, chief, clever."

"By the way, where are the parents of all these children?"

Szayel shrugged. "I don't know. Probably on their way to pick up all their kids."

Everything was silent. Until Grimmjow muttered something. "Fuck my life..."

TO BE CONTINUED...