Disclaimer: Bleach is clearly not owned by me or my friend. Trust me, you would know if it was.

A/N: This is part two of Grimmjow Worst Week, and things will only get worse for Grimmjow from now on.

Monday Night

After showing Zoe and Rachel their rooms, which just so happened to be on either side of his, Grimmjow could not have been happier to see his bed. He didn't even take time to remove his uniform before he passed out on his bed. He also was so tired he forgot to lock his door. Big mistake.

Tuesday Morning

When he woke up, he walked sleepily to his bathroom to start the process of looking "presentable". As he raised the comb to his head he noticed his nails. They were longer and bright pink and sparkly. Just then he also noticed a giant smiley face taped to his hollow hole. Surprisingly the first question that came into his head was where would anybody find a printer, paper, and tape in Los Noches?

He finished his hair as fast as he could and went to change his uniform because the one from the day before had blood stains from his "whiskers". As he pulled out his socks he noticed that all of his socks were missing the toes(Because Grimmjow wears toe socks). Wondering why, he looked down at his feet to find that his toe nails were also painted sparkly pink. Infuriated, he pulled on a pair of the ripped socks and his sandals and stormed off to Aizen's throne room.

When he got there he found his fraccions both dressed and ready for the day, smiling like the maniacs that they were.

"Smile!" a bright flash went off, and suddenly Gin was standing in front of him, holding what looked suspiciously like a camera. Zoe, Rachel, and Gin all burst out laughing, and Aizen causally smiled at the 4 of them.

"You two did this didn't you?!" Grimmjow pointed a pink manicured finger accusingly at his two fraccion, who were both nearly doubled over they were laughing so hard.

"You're so smart, Grimm-kitty," Rachel said barely breathing.

"I am framing this!" Gin yelled on the top of his lungs.

Zoe who had just started to calm her laughter burst out laughing again "Can I have a copy?" she said through all the laughter.

Grimmjow finally got to fed up with the laughter and shot a cero through his hollow hole incinerating the paper smiley face. He then proceeded to attempt, keyword attempt, to pull the fake nails off.

"They won't come off! What the hell did you use?"

"Super glue," they both said in unison.

"You used what?! Ok, just tell me how to get these off!"

"We didn't plan that far, you will just have to wait until they come off themselves," Rachel stated.

"And when would that be?"

"Some time next year. But it could be worse," Zoe told him a if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"And how exactly could this be worse?"

"You do realize that the more ways we list off, the more ideas we'll get, and I don't think you want that," Rachel stated matter-a-factly.

"I am going to kill you both!" he murmured this under his breath.

Grimmjow started forming a cero in the palm of his hand and aimed it straight at his two fraccion.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Grimmjow, there will be consequences," Aizen told him.

"But Lord Aizen, I have long nails that are pink permanently attached to my fingers! How do you expect me to fight, I will stab myself clenching my fists,"

"You could just avoid clenching your fists," Rachel added her two cents too the argument, apparently not bugged in the slightest by the cero that was still pointed at her and Zoe.

"Them how will I punch!?"

"You could just not punch anyone, you still have legs don't you?"

"But how will I hold my Zanpakto?!"

"Well, you shouldn't be holding it that hard any way,"

As Grimmjow and Rachel bantered back and forth, Zoe stood completely still, ignoring what was happening. She had her hand on her chin, eyebrows drawn together, and lips presumably drawn into a line behind her mask.

"Ah-Ha! I've got it!" Zoe stuck her hand in the air, index finger pointed towards the ceiling, eyes wide as if she'd just realized something. Although, going off her exclamation, she probably had.

Grimmjow turned his head to look from one of his fraccion to the other, his expression somewhere between annoyance, and thankfulness that Rachel was now quiet as well.

"What was that all about?" Grimmjow practically spat at the other blue haired arrancar.

"Well don't get all pissy on me, this idea will help you. I just thought of a way to get those nails off of you,"

"Well, spit it out already,"

"If you hadn't stopped her in the first place, then she would have already told you, so calm down," Rachel had once again entered the conversation.

"Thank you Rachel. Now, as I was saying, I think I found a way to get those nails off of you. If we go and visit Syzeal, or as I like to refer to him, Pinky, then he'll probably have a way to get rid of the glue, 'cause he's the one we got the glue from,"

Grimmjow looked at his fraccion incredulously. She's got to be kidding, asking that freak for help? No way either of them are serious.

"I know what you are thinking, we are crazy telling you to ask that insane one for help, but trust us. We are, afterall, your fraccion," Rachel said waving her hands and then crossing her arms in front of her chest and looked at Zoe. Zoe thusly nodded in agreement to her statement.

Again Grimmjow gave his fraccion a stunned look. How could she have known? Was my expression that obvious?

"You're wondering how I did that. See, I'm psychic. That's how Zoe and I always know what the other is thinking. It's really convenient," Grimmjow just continued to stare at his fraccion. This was just adding on to the list of pain in the asses that had come with these two.

"And you had that look on your face as well," Zoe quickly added afterwards.

"Well I think that is a wonderful idea, Zoe,"

"Thank you, Lord Aizen,"

"So why don't the three of you go have a quick chat with Syzeal,"

"So you are on their side now?" Grimmjow turned and pointed to his two fraccion.

"I don't think he was on your side in the first place," everyone turned and looked at Gin for a moment as if to say 'oh yea, your still here'.

"Well, doesn't matter now, Grimm-kitty. To Pinky's lab!" Rachel fist bumped the air, and started marching towards the doors, Zoe quickly following behind. With one last desperate glance at Aizen, who just kept on smiling, Grimmjow slowly followed after the two young arrancar, lightly shaking his head.

On the way to the lab they ran into Ulquiorra in the hallway. He just stopped dead in his tracks and looked at the two fraccion. He quickly turned on his heel, and continued in the opposite direction. This got Grimmjow even more worried than he already was. If these two had Ulquiorra running, he greatly feared for his life.

It of course didn't help that when Ulquiorra ran off, the blonde and blunette started snickering, obviously trying not to laugh hysterically.

When they finnaly got to the lab, Pinky just looked at Grimmjow and cracked up laughing in his insane way.

"This is even funnier than I had envisioned!" He had managed to get out in between laughing fits.

Grimmjow made a disgusted face (he'd never liked the freak) and crossed his arms infront of his chest and popped his hip slightly out to one side. This set them all off.

Pinky was on the floor with his hands wrapped around his stomach "Stop it! Stop stop," he said out of breath. "I'm going to pass out," tears were running down his face and his mouth looked like it was taking up half of his face.

"Good, then I won't have to listen to your taunting," Grimmjow almost had to scream to be heard over the laughter, but still managed to growl out his response.

"But don't you want those nails off? If he passes out you're going to have to wait longer," Zoe said finally calming down. She also had tears beading in her eyes and was gripping her stomach she had been laughing so hard.

"I'm not sure I want to take those off for you. This is just to good,"

"You had better get these stupid things off of me," the blue haired Espada flared his spiritual pressure to remind Pinky of his place, two ranks below him to be exact.

"Alright, alright. I was just joking," Pinky quickly said, standing up and frantically searching the shelves for something to take the nails off. He certainly did not want to be on the receiving end of the Sexta's rage. The two fraccions may have been safe, but he sure wasn't. He pulled a vile off the shelf, examined it and placed it back. He did this about five times when he finally pulled the right one off.

"There is a dropper in here and for every 10 drops you want to dilute it with 50 mL of water. You will want to soak your fingers in it for about 15 minutes and they should come off with a little pulling," he said handing the bottle to Grimmjow the vile.

"What about my toes?" Grimmjow said almost dislocating Pinky's shoulder as he snatched the vile from him.

"Here," he handed a slightly larger vile to him before rubbing his shoulder. "I picked this up last time I was in the world of the living. They call it nail polish remover. Put it on a cotton ball and rub it on the nail until the color is completely gone." He said handing the bottle to him.

"Thank you Syzeal," Grimmjow growled out in an irritated tone "I've got my eyes on you two" Grimmjow said making sharp eye contact with his two fraccion before stomping out of the room. Zoe and Rachel both smiled at Pinky before running after their Espada.

A/N: I hope you all liked chapter two! Be Prepared for even worse things to happen to our favorite Espada. Poor Grimmjow. (Just kidding, I don't have a sliver of sympathy). *Laughs manically*. And for those of you who want a hint as to what will happen, let's just say, not everyone is safe.