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"…And cooking duties go to…Grimmjow." Gin read, tentatively. As he expected, all hell broke loose as soon as he finished.
"Like Hell I'm gonna be doing laundry, much less with Mr. Rapist over there!" screeched Haribel.
"Dishes? I'm an old man!" hollered Barragan, elbowing Zommari out of the way so he could yell into Gin's face directly. "I shouldn't have to do any work!"
"Hallways aren't so bad," mused Szayel to himself. "Though it will cut into my time in the lab…oh well…"
Suddenly, everyone's protests were drowned out by
"WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO COOK FUCKING DINNER!? AS FAR AS I'M CONCERED, YOU CAN ALL GO FUCK YOURSELVES! MAKE YOUR OWN FUCKING DINNER!"
Everything went silent, except for Starrk, snoring gently. Suddenly, Ulquiorra wandered in. "Hey Grimmjow, where do you keep your spray paint?"
"In the grey cardboard box under my bed. Go away."
"Thanks!~" Ulquiorra left.
"Hang on…"
"What did he want spray paint for?" asked Nnoitra, confused.
Everyone shrugged.
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Ulquiorra dragged the box of spray paint to the roof of Las Noches, and then set it down near the edge. He sat down and rested for a minute; there had been a lot of stairs. Aizen needed to install an elevator…
The pale Espada stood up, and then extracted some rappelling equipment (he stole it from REI a while ago. Don't ask.) from the box.
After securing it to the roof he pulled on a harness, attached the rope and hooks and safety whatnots, and then suspended the box of spray paint on its own line.
Ulquiorra and the box lightly began rappelling down the side of Las Noches.
Because, after all, when you first look at Las Noches, the first thing that comes to mind is, Damn, that's one big white washing job!
Yes, that's right. The outer walls of the whole thing are like one giant, empty canvas. Something that an artist like Ulquiorra cannot resist!
Ulquiorra spent three hours 'decorating' the outside front wall of the building. He used up all of Grimmjow's spray paint.
And when he was done, he climbed back up to the roof, and quietly went back inside. He threw away the empty cans, and replaced the box. Then he went back in his room to await results.
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It might have been Szayel who noticed it first.
He was outside, looking at the little Hollows wandering about. Then he looked up.
"HoeSHIT!" Szayel scurried inside. "AIZEN! AIZEEEENN!"
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Aizen was walking down the hallway past Starrk, who was sleeping, but supposed to be sweeping. Aizen hummed cheerily. His Espadas seemed to be adapting quite well to their new jobs! He hadn't seen Szayel, though…
Suddenly, A pink haired blur flew down the hallway screaming, "AIZEN!" and nearly killed him.
"Szayel!? What are you doing? You should be cleaning like Starrk…isn't…" Aizen noticed that Starrk was sleeping, his head on his dusting rag. "Anyways…"
"Aizen-sama! Someone has defaced the front of Las Noches!"
"Huh?"
Szayel took a deep breath. "ULQUIORRA SPRAY PAINTED HIS NAME AND RUDE THINGS ALL OVER THE BUILDING! NOW EVERY HOLLOW FOR MILES HAS BEEN TOLD 'SOUL REAPERS: WELCOME TO OUR BIG WHITE BUILDING' AND 'HIPPIES USE SIDE ENTRANCE' AMONG OTHER THINGS I WILL NOT REPEAT!"
Aizen took a minute to allow this long statement to make any sense at all. Suddenly it hit him.
"HIPPIES USE SIDE ENTRANCE? WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!?"
Aizen displayed a colorful language that would have impressed even Grimmjow, had he heard his leader.
A little ways down the hall, Starrk turned over and wrapping the dust cloth over his ears.
A little ways further, Ulquiorra stifled a laugh and quietly locked the door to his room.
It was a short one...very...short...
Chapter four coming soon! And yes, Grimmjow will be cooking in this one...O.o