"This... is either going to get outrageously hilarious or very lethal VERY quickly..." Ishida commented.
Sado couldn't help but give a slight snort of mirth at the comment. It was just too true, really. No matter how much they had fought together, saved each others' asses, worried about each others' well being, or anything often associated with wars that threatened to split the heavens… (such conflicts DID seem to follow them around…)
But Ichigo and Rukia were, more often than not, just hilarious to listen to from a distance.
"BASTARD!!!"
Ishida took a sip of lemonade as Orihime took a small slurp of…her drink… (Sado still didn't dare inquire as to its origination) as the chimney suddenly blew, small sparks of reiatsu and ice reverberating out of the top and rocketing into the sky like chilled fireworks.
"What do you think their kids will be like?" the red-head suddenly asked, perking up slightly with a giant grin.
Sado and Ishida said nothing, and after their initial shock, their faces also matched Orihime's bemused look.
"If nothing else, they're going to need a lot of insurance…" Sado muttered, scratching his dark-haired scalp with a chuckle.
"NOW look what you did, IDIOT!"
"Me?! YOU were the one that did all of that… explode-y kido crap!"
"Explode-y crap this!"
…There wasn't quite a word to describe the gigantic earth-oscillating depression of a sound that caused the trio's hair to be blown backwards, set the house askew to the ground, and cause the chimney to wilt in so pathetic a movement.
Ishida took another sip of lemonade. "True, but what kind of insurance is going to cover a death god's temper?"
A window cracked, the chimney broke off lamely, and Orihime let out a small burp.
There truly was no answer for a question like that.