A/N: Chapter 3 ^^ I think I like to imagine what they're faces would look like when stuff like this happens. I guess I just wonder, so I write it put and put it on here.
DISCLAIMER- I DO NOT OWN BLEACH. AT ALL.
CHAPTER 3
Toothless
Ichigo shifted in his bed, trying to find the position he was in before his mind stirred him back to reality. He frowned, realizing there was a lump and underneath his pillow. He groaned, reaching for the small object. It felt smooth, but it also felt like rubber. He pulled it from under and opened his eyes just a bit, glaring at the bright yellow object. He groaned, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
"Damn it, Rukia, How many times did I tell you not to-WHAT THE HELL?"
Ichigo dropped the crayon, his eyes widening at his vandalized room. On all four walls, it contained a big picture.
One had the picture of a meadow, smiling trees bending in different directions, and a big yellow sun, having the picture of a baby's smile. But possibly the worst about it, were four figures, one on each wall. There was a chubby, wide eyed, antennae topped creature suited in red, yellow, green, and purple suits. Ichigo looked to his left, jumping a little with sweat rolling down the side of his face. Staring down at where his sleeping form used to lie was the red one- Po. His pupils were wide, and his smile was toothless- all great qualities of what could be Ichigo's future nightmare. He could already hear the theme son ringing in his head, but he just couldn't get over how creepy the thing's face was, especially with the sun staring back in the corner on the same wall! Of course, Ichigo wasn't ready to admit that. He was terrified of the dancing lumps when he was a kid, he's not exactly scared out of his mind, but he was downright uncomfortable.
He even overlooked a bit of the fact he was mad that none of his family realized Rukia was doing this.
He knew who had done this, and he knew exactly who would have it as worse as him.
He reached for his soul phone, dialing Renji's number without taking his eyes off it, as if it would jump out and chew on his head, trying to bite it off- but failing with its lack of teeth.
It took about two rings before he could here Renji on the other line.
"Renji speaking."
"Renji, is Rukia there by any chance?"
"No, she should be back at the world of the living. I'm just packing some more clothes before I follow, why?"
Ichigo was about to speak, but was caught off mid-breathe by an odd, deep, surprised screech from the other line. Ichigo couldn't help but chuckle.
Ok Rukia, let's see what you did to Renji…
Ichigo hung up the phone, thinking that Renji may have some time dealing with Rukia's act and stared up at the oddly, detailed picture of Po and the rest. His smile from his chuckle disappeared into a sweat drop.
No way in hell am I losing now…
It was horrible, it was violating, and it was- striped.
He had reached into his drawers, finding his shihakusho striped with dark green over light green. Opening the rest of his drawers, his jaw dropped slightly. In each of the drawers, that were once filled with his standard black and white uniform now had odd, familiar patterns.
On one section, a part of the one he was holding was striped with dark green over light green, slightly fuzzy to make it look like fur. Its sleeves were extended to the point that it hit the floor. It had eyes and a uni-brow with and awkward smile, three orange triangles sported just above it.
Another section was yellow, with silver for the sleeves and his down his pants, looking like aluminum and had attached yellow gloves. It had the face of a robot, its odd oval eyes together squared in a black box.
Another was a dark blue, with a light blue spot on the tummy with attached blue gloves. It had two eyes and a two-tooth smile.
Another was orange, with foam lumps and one, gouging eye right over his chest.
Possibly, the worst one of all- the last batch was pink. Full on, girl's favorite pink. To make matters worse, around the neck was rimmed with pink flower petals and the shihakusho was stretched out, possibly to puffy to tuck in.
Renji's eyes twitched at its eyes, remembering these characters from a show that sent shivers down his spine. Yo gabba gabba…
Renji was about to burst into burst into a swearing fit- but he knew he couldn't.
"Ichigo."
"Y-Yeah…"
"What in the Quincy's name is that."
Uryuu bluntly pointed out at the red thing without consent for Ichigo. Ichigo growled, scratching the back of his head as the eyes of Po drew both of their attention.
"Long story."
"Ichigo!"
From the window, there was the sound of scattering glass, finally withdrawing from Po's toothy stare.
Renji's tattooed eyes shaped into a killing intent, his tooth looking like a fang at the edge of his mad smirk. Ichigo would have laughed if his belongings weren't vandalized as well, and Uryuu did best not to laugh, only raising an eyebrow.
"Rukia is going to fucking pay."
Uryuu cleared his throat. "…Brobbee?"
Renji's eye twitched. "Wanna try on Foofa? Be my guest."
Uryuu declined with a look to the side. Renji was about to speak until he looked up to see Laa Laa, it's hands- or, mitts in the air with a large, hole of a mouth. Renji sweatdropped.
"The hell…"
Ichigo robbed his temples, frowning. "Po…"
Renjis looked at the Po, overlooking Ichigo's bed with the yellow baby sun's cheeks defined with every dimple.
"At least you don't have a tellietubbie string you down while you sleep"
"Yeah? Wanna try BEING Muno? ALL of my shihakusho look like them, right to the damn eyes!" Renji snapped at Ichigo.
"It's weird, cause her drawings usually-"
"Usually what?" An arrogant voice asked.
On the frame of Ichigo window, Rukia sat with a smirk on her face, on leg dangling, the other tucked in.
Ichigo paled, almost losing. Renji glared at Ichigo, because if he lost, he would lose as well. But he couldn't blame the guy-violate a guys room, or clothes in his case- with characters from a kids show, you gotta swear the world out.
Renji frowned. "Rukia, what the hell?"
"Well, what do you think boys?"
"Rukia, you can't be serious- This is my room."
"Yah, and my uniform. If this stuff is permanent, what am I going to say to taicho?"
"Oh, some are permanent" Rukia smirked.
"You just got figure out which isn't permanent, and what wash it off" then she looked at Ichigo. "And what to use to get it off. But that could take a very long time"
She reached into the sleeve of her shihakusho, pulling out an index card. "If you tell me my drawings are horrible and lose the bet, I might consider giving you this card of instructions on how to remove it."
Ichigo and Renji looked at each other, then back at Rukia.
"They're…Great" Ichigo said through grit teeth and frowning eyes.
"Fucking amazing." Renji said gritting the left side of his teeth.
Rukia's eyebrows rose, a little impressed.
"Alright then, have fun in cartoon land, boys" and she swiftly flash stepped away. Ichigo and Renji heaved a sigh.
"Damn it, Renji! I'm not sleeping in a room with these things staring at me!"
"You think I wanna find out what Taicho will do to me after seeing me dressed like damn Foofa or something? He's gonna think I disrespected the shinigami uniform" Renji tried his best to mimic his captain. "And then he's gonna rip me to shreds with his Senbonzakura"
"Will you fools of a shinigami please tell me what is going on?" Uryuu spoke over the two.
Ichigo rolled his eyes in annoyance. "I told you, long story"
DISCLAIMER-DO NOT OWN TELLIETUBBIES (I don't even know if I spelled it right…) OR YO GABBA GABBA. Couldn't have said it at the beginning, or it would have ruined it all.