I'm not as think as you drunk I am
Warnings: More caps lock
Hitsugaya Toushirou sighed in frustration as he heard Matsumoto stumble in the office, drunk again.
"What's the occaision this time?" he asked, regretting it as soon as he did.
"EHH? We're celebrating!" she replied giddily.
"Celebrating what?" knowing her, it'd probably be some sort of drunken made-up holiday.
"Uhhh, I'll get back to you on that! Teeheehee" she giggled, before calling out the door "NE! SHUUHEI, WHAT ARE WE CELEBRATING AGAIN?"
"UHHH WHAT?"
"I SAID, WHAT'RE WE CELEBRATING?"
"I HEARD YA, BUT I DIDN' GET THE QUESTIO-"
"WHAT'RE WE CELEBRATING?"
"I MEAN I DON' KNOW WHAT WE'RE CELEBRATING?"
"SHUT UP!" the 10th division captain yelled, slamming his hands on the desk. Not only was Matsumoto drunk and incapable of helping him with the paperwork, but she was distracting him for doing the paperwork as well.
"WHADDYA MEANYOU DON'T KNOW WHAT WE'RE CELEBRATING? WHO'S IDEA WAS IT TO GET DRUNK?"
"WASN'T IT YOURS?"
Now, WHY were they still yelling?
"HUH? REALLY? WASN'T IT KIRA'S? YEAH, ASK KIRA WHY WE'RE DRUNK!"
"HE'S OUT COLD!"
WERE THEY DEAF?
"MATSUMOTO! AS YOUR CAPTAIN, I DEMAND YOU TO SOBER UP AND HELP WITH THE PAPERWORK!"
"Aw, Taichou, no needa be so loud, you're gonna bust someone's eardrums," she said, turning around and covering her ears.
"And I'm not as think as you drunk I am," she finished, collapsing into a fit of giggles.
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Kira woke up a few hours later with a throbbing hangover. That was the last time they were going to celebrate his one-quarter birthday.
A/N: Actually, I don't know when Kira's birthday is, sadly. So I don't know his half or one quarter-eth birthday either. Oh, and if you've noticed chapter two is missing becauseI decided to serialize it.