Pie
Changing into my espada attire I spared a second to put my new trinket under the bed where no one would see her; my sanity would probably be questioned if anyone else saw it.
My destination was the Sexta's room to, one, kick his ass for entering my room and two kick his ass for wasting money on that stupid angel.
As I walked down the bleak, white halls I came across only a few low level Arrancars who quickly hurried out of my way. It was almost amusing, back when I was a vasto lorde and even now, though I am the smallest of the espada, the weaker ones flee from my sight.
The Sexta's room was on the opposite side of Nnoitora's room so it took maybe a half hour to get there; yeah Hueco Mundo is really that big. And we're all in the same hallway.
Without making a sound I opened Grimmjow's door and slipped into his room without alerting the still sleeping espada. When I saw that he couldn't hear me anyways, I was a bit annoyed.
Grimmjow had made a cocoon for himself out of his blankets so not a trace of him was seeable and it would be near impossible for him to hear anything; not that I really mattered. Stepping over the discarded clothing on the floor I crossed to the bed and with determination stepped onto the mattress. I looked down on the log of blankets for a moment before kicking the Sexta off his bed.
There was a second of silence as he fell before all hell broke loose. "ALKDFJAFOAGIFOIAOFDOAKJH!" The profanities and curses were muffled by the sheets as Grimmjow's form struggled to untangle himself by writhing on the floor.
"If you calm down things may go better." I sat down on the mattress and waited for the Sexta to free himself. It took a while but he did manage to break free enough to launch himself at me. I easily dodged him but he got me on the rebound, due to his cat like reflexes, and pinned me to the bed via my wrists.
"Do you have a death wish!?"
"Do you?" I kicked at his chest in an attempt to get him to release me. Grimmjow did loosen his grip but not enough for me to get out; at this point I realized that the Sexta was wearing next to nothing saved for his hakama pants. To say I was uncomfortable was an understatement as his muscular chest hovered above me.
Grimmjow noticed that I was eyeing his attire with apprehension and moved back so he was leaning against the foot board. "So am I needed somewhere or did you just want to fuck with me this morning?"
I stood up because I couldn't' take being so close to the Sexta. "You were in my room."
"So? I though getting that girly thing would make your face crack from a smile."
"…Stay out of my room." With that said I left the half-dressed espada before he could say anything else; using massive self-control so as to not launch a cero at the Sexta. Maybe I should have thanked him but the thought that a lower ranking espada had managed to get in my personal area without even leaving a hint that he had been there was unnerving.
With nothing else to do I wandered down to Szayel's lab, since the Octavo would be the less likely to annoy me and I could avoid orders for a bit; I sonído to my next destination.
"Morning Cuarto, can I help you with something?" I had barley entered the room when the lab owner came out of nowhere to greet me; his fracciòn bouncing behind him.
"I was bored."
"I see." Szayel turned from me and started walking back into his lab. "Actually I was about to work on your body if you'd like to watch."
I followed after the scientist and found that my other self laying on the sliver table. Though I was interested in seeing just how the body worked it was strange thinking that that was me on the table to I looked away Szayel approached the body with large pliers. As I cast a lazy eye around the organized room something out of place in a lab caught my attention and no matter how much I tried to ignore it I couldn't.
"Szayel?"
"Hmm?" The Octavo didn't even look up from his work as he popped off my spare bodies hands.
"What is that thing?" That got Szayel to look over, probably because there were many things in his lab that I would question.
The scientist perked up when I nodded towards the, what I assumed to be, food. "That, Ulquiorra is called a lemon pie. Stark brought it back for me from the human world; I won't eat it so help yourself." With that said the scientist went back to his work mumbling something under his breath that sounded like, 'wirings near destroyed' .
The pie didn't exactly look eatable being that it appeared fake in my opinion. There were no utensils, and since the Octavo already said he wasn't going to eat I just stuck a finger in and tasted it that way; I would compare it to eating foam. "Disgusting," But it could be useful. "Can I take this?"
"Sure, said I wasn't going to eat it. But I never took you for enjoying sweets."
"It's not for me," Taking the pastry I used another sonído ending up in front of the Sexta's door. I knocked and waited for the door to open before crushing the pie right into Grimmjow's face.
As he sputtered around the cream and yellow filling I said very clearly as I walked back towards my own area, "Never enter my room again."
….How the HELL am I suppost to write something for this!
That was what I was feeling when I saw the word PIE I think I did some good though with it in the end.
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