Meow: Okay, we have a few things to do before we go on with the story.
Renji was saying "get off my face".
Some random Eleventh Division member crapped his pants.
And if you didn't get the Soggy Waffle thing, say the last two syllables of Hisagi really slowly. (Mango's joke…)
And if you're wondering why Yachiru changed costumes, I'm sorry, I skipped the explanation…. *slaps self repeatedly* Ikkaku suggested it just before it was their turn to go up…
Disclaimer: If pheonixflamechimera78 owned Bleach, it would probably end and have no readers just because we would update like once a year. Also, we are not geniuses, unlike Kubo.
Okay, now that we have all that cleared up, the Treat or Die (which was written while Oops…I Did it Again the album was playing over and over and over again.) shall begin! It's actually really short…sorry…
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October 31, 2009 on Some Random Street That Nobody Cares About
The Skittles costume really wasn't working as well as Aizen had hoped. In fact, it seemed that parents were ushering children away from the party of twelve. Twelve, because nobody knew where Aaroniero was and nobody cared. Aaroniero is fun to type.
He just couldn't imagine why.
On the plus side, however, he and his lackeys could use their sonido and shunpo to steal all the candy from the idiots that leave stuff outside and say "please take one". GASP! So that's why it's always gone! Anybody else wonder about that?
It also seemed that some people were willing to give them half a bag of candy each just to get them off their lawn.
Once again, he just couldn't imagine why.
There was this one house where a middle-aged, short, overweight man opened the door, took one look at Ulquiorra, and slammed it in their faces.
Ulquiorra cero obscuroed his roof off.
The man, pants dripping, I would pee my pants if an emo drunken Barbie cheerleader cero obscuroed my roof off. …No, I'd know it was Ulquiorra and glomp him, more like. let them inside, allowed them to watch his 60" plasma, and drink all his beer.
It was the only chance anyone would ever get to watch Barney the Purple Dinosaur sing "Oops I did it Again" in a scary imitation of Britney Spears at top volume while trying to molest random people on the street. O_ o That man must have some beer collection.
Beer tastes really good if you drank nothing but margaritas, tequila, and tea for the past few decades.
By then, all the Espada and shinigami were drunk to some degree except for Tousen and Zommari, because "Alcohol is tainted by impurity," and "Drunken love is meaningless."
Gin was developing a Zommari-phobia, and to be honest, nobody really blamed him.
Also, still nobody knew where Aaroniero was, and still nobody cared.
After a few minutes of walking on the street purposelessly, Gin had an epiphany.
"Aizen, why don't we *hic* go to another dimension?" he asked. "If we *hic* end up in like *hic* Candy Land or something…"
"Gin, you're a genius!" said the drunk evil mastermind. "Pinky, commence opening of the Pretty Hole of Pony Wonder!"*
So Pinky opened the Pretty Hole of Pony Wonder and after much aimless wandering, the crew felt lucky and went to a random dimension. **
They knocked on the door of the biggest building, thinking that it would probably hold the best candy.
They were greeted by some ten-thousand-strong partying shinigami.
So the drunk arrancar and traitorous shinigami were chased around the huge room, trying to avoid death, and in Aizen, Gin, and Tousen's case, Squidward, a giant lemon, and a soggy waffle.
They did, however, find Aaroniero, whose head-thingies were in the bobbing for apples tub and whose body was a piñata of some sort.
And still nobody cared. What a sad, pointless life the poor thing leads…but I don't actually care.
* He means the Garganta.
** I don't think that's how it works, but…
Do you think I should write how the Karakura inhabitants spent their Halloween?
If not, then the next chapter shall be the last, the conclusion. Also, it will include how Aaroniero ended up as a piñata in the first place, but you probably don't care.
On a completely unrelated note, how many of you think that "Where Are You Now" by Britney Spears would make a good songfic for RanXGin? There're probably a million of them, but I'm too lazy to go and check…
I will write one if you want me too…I'm trying to work on more serious stuff…
But Mango will probably be all like, "Ew, Meow, don't write about love!"
Pfft.
