Grimmjow left Yylfordt with the mare to go do something elsewhere in the stable, so he settled to watch the mare. She nudged his arms a few times, looking for treats. He stroked her neck and nose, before she lost interest and went to stand near him. He watched her, petting her when she came near.
After a few hours, he noticed how she was acting a bit more restless. She soon laid down in the straw bedding, so he poked his head out of the stall. He noticed that Grimmjow had Pantera out and was brushing the stallion. The blue haired male looked over.
"She's started?" He asked. Yylfordt nodded, prompting the man to come over. "Alright. She might take a while, she might not." He joined Yylfordt on the floor of the stall to watch the mare, and help if necessary.
It only took about an hour for the labor to end. Much as Grimmjow had predicted, there were two foals. One was as golden as Yylfordt's hair, while the other was even whiter than Pantera. Closer inspection revealed it to be an albino foal. It was at this point that Aizen entered the stables. Grimmjow nodded in greeting at the Lord.
"Oh? So she has finally given birth." Aizen inspected the foals, before pointing at the white one, which was the younger of the two. "That one shall be my bride's. The other can go to…" He gestured at Yylfordt, not knowing his name.
"Yylfordt. Yylfordt Granz, sir."
"Yylfordt. I trust that you will name your horse well. I will bring Szayelaporro out to see his horse after dinner." Aizen murmured, before leaving. Yylfordt smiled at the thought of seeing his brother again. It was then that he noticed Grimmjow watching him intently.
"Granz? Isn't that the name of Lord Aizen's bride?"
"I'm his older brother." Yylfordt admitted softly. "By about five years."
"Damn. Why'd you come, then? You coulda lived a nice life, if what I heard is true."
"I couldn't just leave him alone, especially going to a strange place with strange people."
Grimmjow frowned. "Oi, I ain't strange."
Yylfordt looked pointedly at his hair, earning a huff.
"So what do you wanna name yer horse?" Grimmjow asked. Yylfordt looked at the little golden foal, petting it's soft nose as he thought about it.
"Del Toro." He finally answered. Grimmjow frowned at that.
"The name have any special meanin'?"
Yylfordt shrugged. "It means Bull. I was always called bull-headed as a child, so…"
Grimmjow snorted. "Yeah, I can see it. Alright, Del Toro it is. Here's to hoping he doesn't end up bull-headed." He stood, dusting off his legs. "Alright, that's all you needed to do for today, really. I'll show you the ropes tomorrow. Shawlong always comes to get us when it's time for dinner. We bring the horses in from pasture after that. So for now, we can just relax. C'mon." Grimmjow helped him up, then tugged him out of the stall to go relax on some hay bales. Yylfordt scooted far away from Grimmjow, choosing a different hay bale to lay on. Grimmjow frowned, but let him as he closed his eyes.
It wasn't very long, it didn't feel like, before Shawlong came. The taller male frowned when he saw them both resting. "Teaching him your lazy habits already, Grimmjow?" He asked. Grimmjow snorted.
"Oi, what needed to be done for the day has been done. And that includes the fucking birth. Gamuza took her damn time, just like her owner always did. Get offa my back, 'Long." Grimmjow sassed, Yylfordt opening his eyes to watch.
"Even so, I am sure there are other things you could have been doing instead of resting. For instance, taking the dung out to the compost pile to be turned into fertilizer for Ulquiorra. Or perhaps you could have gone and picked vegetables for dinner. Or-"
"Yeah, yeah. Get off my back already. I sure as hell ain't Starrk, but we both know I'm a lazy bastard. Besides, I didn't see you doing anything." Grimmjow complained.
"You were not in the main house, so of course you didn't see me doing anything. I was helping the Lord's bride unpack." Shawlong answered. Yylfordt finally sat up.
"My brother? How is he doing?"
"He is tired from the long journey, and inquired about your location. I believe the Lord was intending to show him the new foals after dinner." Shawlong answered.
"Yeah, he said something like that. Poor kids aren't even a day old yet and they are havin' to deal with being shown off." Grimmjow's disgust for it was obvious. That made Yylfordt curious.
"Isn't it better to get them used to humans at a younger age, though?"
"To a point, sure. But they are still newborns. Their immune systems aren't super strong. Get to them too early and you can hurt them. But of course, the Boss doesn't like to hear that. He wants to do whatever the fuck he wants. Since they belong to him, I can't really do anything about it." Grimmjow answered. It was then that Shawlong cut in.
"Regardless, dinner is ready. Clean up before you come to eat, however. You both smell like horse dung and blood from the birth."
"And you smell like piss, Shawlong. Get out of my stable."
Shawlong huffed in response, but left. After he left, Grimmjow showed Yylfordt where to clean up before taking him to the servant's quarters. It was the same size as his house at home at a modest two floor building, but clearly not in as good of condition as the Master's house.
Grimmjow pointed people out as they headed for the dinner table. "Those two are Yumichika and Ikkaku, they work under Nnoitra, who runs security around here. Here we have Nakeem, Edrad, and Di Roy. They work with us in the stables. The two round ones over there are Lumina and Verona. They will be your brother's personal servants. Renji helps Ulquiorra in the garden, and Ichigo helps Yammy with the dogs. Tesla alternates between helping Tousen in the kitchen and helping Shawlong clean up after everybody. Shiro, the pale bastard, kinda jumps everywhere. He goes wherever he's needed." Grimmjow explained as he sat down to eat, Yylfordt quietly sitting beside him. He was surprised that no one was showing any curiosity about him, but decided that it must be because everyone was too hungry. He was sure he would have his chance to meet them properly later.
