Last chappie!

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Also read and review my other fanfic- Dear Diary, I Think My Life Sucks.

Enjoy!

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On the morning of the First of November, a screech woke the shinigami population.

Ikkaku and Yumichika had been headed down to the combat training grounds for some sparring before breakfast.

On their way there, they happened to pass by the vice-captain's room.

"ARGH!!! The fukutaichou is COMATOSE!!!!"

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Unohana refused flatly to treat Yachiru, saying that it was "all her fault anyway", so Ikkaku and Yumichika had to bring her to Isane to treat.

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"Is she gonna be all right?"

"Yeah, taichou might just kill us if she isn't."

"Don't worry boys, she's just suffering from indigestion."

"What did she eat?"

Isane sighed, then rattled off a list.

"One bumper packet of marshmallows, 42 kilograms of rice crackers, one box of chocolates, an expired lollipop, a packet of dog food, 10 boxes of Panadol, a jumbo packet of MnM's, a soggy teabag, a giant candy hamper, and 70 litres of sake. Oh, not to mention 7 canisters of helium."

Ikkaku and Yumichika stared. (Okay, Ikkaku stared. To Yumichika, staring is SO not dainty.)

"She ate ALL that?"

"Wow."

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That's it! The end.

Thank you to all my faithful reviewers, hope to see you again on my new fanfic.

-espeon16