Wanna Make a Baby
this is what comes of make a baby, facebook, and thoughts of grimmjow. Enjoy.
Grimmjow sat at his laptop, the glow lighting up his face and highlighting his unnatural blue hair. Ichigo sat on the couch beside him, devouring the crispy minis like a fat person on twinkies. "Hey ichigo." the arrancar called, receiving nothing but the sound of crunching. "You got a face book right?"
"Mmmm." Ichigo hummed, licking his fingers. Grimmjow grinned.
"Wanna make a baby with me?" the crunching stopped. There was a moment of two of silence, a gasp, and the crumbling of crispy minis.
"Wh-WHAT?!" Ichigo stuttered, his face dusted a pretty shade of pink. "A baby?! We're boys!"
Grimmjow frowned at this, glancing at his make a baby page where he had already made twelve precious little angels.
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Grimmjow sat at the kitchen table, snacking on the pudding Naki had specifically told him not to touch. Gin entered the room. "Mornin'" Gin greeted, following the scent off coffee.
"You have face book, right?" Gin answered the question will a deep slurp from his pink coffee mug. "Add me as a friend and we can make babies together."
There was a long pause, before Gin smiled over the rim of his coffee mug. "My my, Grimmjow. I didn't know you were interested in me in that way"
the comment was only met with a shiver. The mere thought freaked the sexta espada out.
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little Yachiru ran into the kitchen, grabbing the butter pecan tarts before Zaraki could get to them.
"Ah! It's Grimmy Grimmy!" the pink haired girl smiled, stuffing a tart in her mouth. "I heard Grimmy Grimmy got a face book!"
He nodded. "I've been making babies. Wanna make some with me?"
This earned him a swift cuff to the head from Zaraki.
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Grimmjow was drowning in his sorrow. Why was his words mistaken for something else? He pulled out a picture of one of his angels that he had printed off (effectively wasting Naki's ink), looking at it.
He showed the picture to Halibel. "This little fella needs a mother." he told her.
He was promptly slapped in the face.
OWARI
hmmm, a little bit of senselessness...