Okay this was supposed to be posted at top of the last chapter but idiot me forgot to post it so now I am posting it here. Before going to work Aizen-sama believes in having a nice breakfast and wants his beloved espada to have the same. And if some of this seems rather weird its because I have been reading to much Bleach yaoi....

Stay sexy,

RabidSheep

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They gather around the rectangle table. Aizen had commanded them to get up early and share breakfast before heading out to the day's job.

Ulquiorra sits looking forlornly into a bowl of cereal. Like all of the Espada present there was a bowl of brightly colored cereal placed before him by a serving arrancar. There are also mugs of coffee set before them. He feels dead inside.

"Its to freaking early for this bullcrap." Grimmjow mutters from directly across the table. He picks up his spoon then gets a bit of cereal in it. Sticking out his tongue he tastes it, then deciding he rather likes the taste of milk he takes his bowl and begins drinking all the milk from it.

Aizen strides in fully dressed and holding a mug of steaming tea.

"Good morning, my beloved Espada." He say to them but receives a mumbling of replies.

He looks where Ulquiorra sits staring at his bowl.

"Try some of your cereal, Ulquiorra. I believe humans call it...Trix."

"Forgive me Aizen-sama but I cannot force myself to ingest such trash."

This irks Aizen. He shoves Ulquiorra's face into the bowl, splashing milk and colored bits everywhere.

"Shhhh don't struggle...just eat your cereal..." He cooes to the forth. Eventually the espada gives up struggling and makes yummy sounds.

"Mmm its delicious, Im eating it and it tastes so..-" Ulquiorra gags. "-Goooooooddd..."

Aizen lets his head up. Clearly the kind of the hollow world is not a morning person.

Zommari across the table starts sliding his bowl towards the edge.

"I see you over there, Zommari..D-don't you dare slide your bowl off!"

The bowl keeps slowly sliding towards the edge with the Espada glaring at Aizen.

"Don't you DARE!"

The bowl falls off the table and lands with a crash on the floor as the glass shatters.

Stark is at the end sleeping with one hand in his cereal bowl while Yammy sits beside him munching on his breakfast. The only one eating.

Halibel sits cross armed and muttering something about this not being on her diet.

Nnoitra, who was sitting beside the well endowed Espada, looked up from his empty bowl that once contained Captain Crunch and ran a bony finger across her

backside until it rested on her buttocks. "I'll tell you when something isn't on your diet. A sexy dame like yourself needs to eat to keep that curvy

figure." Only in hindsight did Nnoitra realize how bad of an idea it was to say such a thing. Without even turning to him, Halibel grabbed Nnoitra's finger

and forcefully pulled it in an opposite direction until it made a stomach-churning 'crunch' noise. "Maybe I will get something to eat...", she thought to

herself and excused herself to the other side of the rectangular table where the best cereal lie waiting.

Mourning the loss of his once intact index finger, it took Nnoitra a good minute or so before he noticed the hulking beast known as Yammy, hovering over him.

"Hey. You gonna eat that?" Yammy asked quite politely, pointing to the 5th Espada's broken finger. "That's my finger, you dumbass!" Nnoitra yelled. Yammy

simply shrugged and had his way with Nnoitra's finger and sat back down in his seat on the other end of the room.

"Yammy..." Aizen sighed, exasperated. "...why in the name of all that is me are you eating one of your comrade's fingers?"

"I thought it was a sausage..."

Noitra has his face twisted in pain as Yammy grudgingly pulls a for out of the abused digit.

"Oi! Your lucky Tesla aint here or else you would be dead by now, Yammy...Or atleast your ankle would have been gnawed on some."

Szayel sits texting on his phone and nibbling on a peice of toast. Suddenly Grimmjow jumps up and takes out his cell from his pocket. He flips it open and stares at the screen in confusion.

"Who is Szayel Aporro Granz and why are they texting me?"

Aaroniero sits bringing his spoon up to his face but it keeps clanking agaisnt the glass of his head-tank, dribbling milk and cereal down his uniform.

He attempts to bring the spoon to one of his mouths but it cannot penetrate the glass. Finnaly he sets his spoon down and stares sadly at his bowl

of waiting cereal he could not eat.

Stark wakes for a brief period, points to both Nnoitra and Aaroniero and laughs, seemingly pleased by both of their misfortunes, and falls back asleep.

"That was weird..." Tousen mumbles to Gin and Aizen. Almost reflexively, Stark retorts back. "Not as weird as..your face."

On the verge of tears, Tousen turns to Aizen. "What's wrong with my face, lord Aizen? He's just messing around, right? Right?" Aizen pats the blind man

on the head and shushes his words. "What did big daddy say about the meanies? You do your thing and they'll go away."

"Gee, thanks, Aizen! I feel loads better!" Aizen pats him on the butt and sends him on his way. "Get on outta here, scamp."

It went without saying that they shared a unique bond.

Things briefly turn to a state of normalcy but it does not last. With everyone surrounding the table, save for Tousen who ran off to Aizen knows where, a

wall in the corner of the room is destroyed by a large cero blast. Walking from the wreckage is a woman clad in green. Nel? What was she doing here?

Soon the room erupts in a rainbow of ceros fired in everydirection as the Espada all try to destroy the woman running around the room. Aizen sighs and hangs his head. It's going to be a long day.