So, I figured since the whole reason this was on the list was because of a joke, I might as well make this one a little silly ^-^ It's a lot shorter than the others so far and kind of a different writing style. I hope you still like it though! Don't forget to review!

8) Gets you the damn bag of chips when you want the damn bag of chips

Crinkle crinkle crinkle

"Ichigo?"

Much munch

"Ichigo?"

Crinkle crinkle

"What?"

Munch munch

"Can I have some?"

Crinkle

"No."

Gulp

Icihgo Kurosaki had just finished off a delicious bag of chips. The last bag of chips, in fact, but he didn't let that bother him. He was too pleased with himself for preventing the small shinigami from having any.

Ichigo secretly felt that in this friendship, at least, he held most of the power. In the end, it was usually him calling the shots. Not because he was stronger, or better, exactly, just because that's how it was. He was the man, that's how it worked. Or at least, that's how he imagined it.

He grimaced as Rukia connected her fist to his head.

"You better reconsider. I just might let it slip to you father who ate all his favorite chips." She said smugly.

Ichigo groaned. How easily the tables had turned. And it was true. Isshin was on a warpath against all who tried to sneak snacks from his stash of junk food. Ichigo tossed all his options around in his head.

"What's it gonna take to keep you quiet?" Ichigo asked his blackmailer.

"I want to try some of those chips. Take me to the store and buy some." Rukia said, or ordered, depending on your point of view. Ichigo thought for a moment.

It was no good putting a different bag in Isshin's hiding place, he would definitely notice. And since the girls didn't really have the means to purchase said chips, by process of elimination Ichigo was the only option left. It was better to simply have them missing, then Isshin couldn't pin it on any of them and while he would be slightly grumpy it would be nothing unbearable.

Ichigo sighed and got up. It seemed he had no choice. He grabbed up the chip bag, snuck quietly out of the house, and led the way to the store with Rukia walking beside him. It took about ten minutes and once they arrived Ichigo tossed the bag in a trash can outside the store.

Rukia had to admit, he was thorough. They walked through the store until they reached the snack aisle. Ichigo selected a chip bag and headed back to the cash register. They almost made it but something shiny caught Rukia's eye.

"Hey Ichigo, what's that?" She dragged him over to some bright, shiny boxes with candies inside.

"I want one of these too!" She showed him a gold box with chocolates inside. Ichigo glanced at the price.

"No way! That's way too much for stupid candy." He attempted to pull away and continue to the register but Rukia kept a firm grip on his arm.

"Ichigo, remember why we're here in the first place?" She shot him a threatening look. Ichigo rolled his eyes. Maybe he should have just told his dad about the damn chips, he suspected Rukia would hold this over his head for as long as she possibly could.

Rukia had a victorious smirk on her face as Ichigo reluctantly allowed the box to be placed in his hand. She felt very empowered, being able to control him like this.

At the register the old woman bagging their purchases watched Rukia like a hawk. The petite girl was picking up and looking at everything along the counter. Her eyes followed the two teens, one pulling the other away from a bunny patterned notebook, suspiciously as they walked out the door.

Ichigo made Rukia eat her treats on the way home so he could throw the trash away before they got inside. Rukia smiled as they walked. The chips and candy were rather good, she decided. But Rukia Kuchiki preferred to relish in something much sweeter.

Victory.