This will be the most serious Hueco Mundo Bowl I've yet written. It will be as solemn as a funeral. There will be no traces of humor found in this story. (SARCASM!!) That being said, please continue reading.

Disclaimer: No, I do now own Bleach. (And for my readers—I've knocked the guard to my cell out with Orihime's cooking and I'm on the run! Ssh, don't tell anyone!)

Chapter Six: Snow

Gin sighed. It wasn't fair that he had been kicked out of Las Noches when he was one of the most important people there. I mean, come on, all he had done was raid Halibel and her Fraccion's underwear drawers. It wasn't that serious.

To Gin, the most unfair thing was that it was Nel, the little brat herself, who kicked him out. Literally, he thought, rubbing his sore behind. I mean, I am a SHINIGAMI and she's part HOLLOW, so she should RESPECT me! Gin sighed again.

He looked at the ever dark Hueco Mundo sky. Geez, that moon is really creepy if you stare at it long enough. It looks like it's smilin' at you in a real creepy way... and those stars! They look like eyes...

A small flake no larger than a cherry blossom fell into Gin's eyes. "What's this?" he wondered out loud. The ashy sand of Hueco Mundo was being covered by the tiny, white flakes.

"It's snowing!" Gin thought out loud, starting to dance. "FROOOOSTY THE SNOWWWMAN! WAAS A JOOOOOLLY HAPPPPPY SOOOOUL..." he crooned in a high, squeaky voice. The Menos under his feet in the Menos Forest shuddered in fear, wondering what was going on above their heads.

"Aizen-sama! Ulqi-chan! It's snowing!" Gin threw open the doors to Las Noches, not caring what Nel or Halibel would say. "Come and build a snowman with me! Then we'll sing a magical song and it'll come to life!"

The news spread quickly through Las Noches, as it had never snowed before. Within minutes, nearly all the arrancar (and Gin) were outside playing in the 'snow,' building snowmen and having snowball fights. (It was a weird sight to see all the arrancar acting so OOC—Barragan was moving, Stark wasn't asleep, and Grimmjow wasn't annoying the crap out of everyone.)

Aizen and Ulquiorra stood at the doorway, watching them play.

"Should we tell them what that 'snow' really is?" Ulquiorra asked.

Aizen laughed, watching Nel eat the 'snow.' "Yes, I suppose they have a right to know about Tousen's little dandruff problem..."

Ack, so short! I'm sorry. But I wrote it and I REALLY wanted to put it up, and I didn't want to elaborate on the surroundings or anything (besides, I suck at that) so here ya go! A short but funny chapter. (It is funny? Please R&R!!)

I guess you never knew about Tousen's little hygiene problems... Yes, it's totally unrealistic—who has THAT much dandruff? But you know you love how random and stupid it is :3.

And yes, I did lie about the fact that this story would be 'serious.' I was planning for it to be serious but in the end the serious version made a better oneshot, and I was thinking about dandruff so this story was born. Yay!!

R&R! I shall luff you if you do!