Me: ...Well. Ichigo's been readmitted into the hospital, and Rukia's currently being interrogated by the police. We told Rukia about Syco's Path's fic, "Bleach the Bottle", and since Syco was out of reach, she took the pervertedness of it out on Strawberry.

(shudders)

It was terrifying.

Still Me, Now Eating Cake: Well, anyways. Sorry for taking longer than usual to update. Enjoy, and as always, review!

Peyton glanced in the direction of the kitchen a little worriedly.

For the past three hours, the background noise had consisted of not just the tv, but Yuzu shouting instructions, Ichigo mouthing off, lots of clanging, a couple WHOOSH noises from the stove top going full-blast, lots of dinging, and the occasional "QUICK, PUT IT OUT BEFORE THE WHOLE KITCHEN'S SET AFLAME!".

It was almost more entertaining than Ghostbusters, which she and Isshin were currently in the middle of watching.

ALMOST.

Everyone knew Ghostbusters was easily on her Top Ten Favorite Movies Of All Time list. It was the first "scary movie" she had ever watched.

In fact, she distinctly remembered it because the first time she watched it was when she was five, and the part where they try to grab the librarian ghost nearly made her wet herself, right there on her dad's lap.

...Needless to say, the second time around, dad INSISTED she sit on her mother's lap.

Actually...Now that she thought about it, Isshin currently looked a lot like she did after she got past that traumatizing Ghost Librarian incident.

His face was leaning as far as possible towards the tv, eyes wide as saucers and filled with child-like wonder.

"...Isshin?"

"Yeees, Peyton?"

"Have you ever seen this before?"

"At least thirty-two times!" He announced proudly. Peyton grinned and returned to her also-interested-and-excited position.

"Awesome."

"Oh, that reminds me: We need more awesomesauce in this! THANKS PEYTON!" Ichigo shouted from the kitchen.

"ANYTIME!"

THIRTY-FIVE MINUTES LATER...

"Okay, so we've got..." Yuzu trailed off, her and her big brother sweatdropping.

Peyton and Isshin were currently bouncing in their seats, waiting for Egon to finish his explanation on the Supernatural Twinkie.

They then quoted Winston as his eyes grew wide and he said his Twinkie line.

"THAT'S A BIG TWINKIE!" They shouted in unison before giggling and high-fiving like little kids who just pulled the ultimate prank or something.

Karin was in the corner, sketching, and was about to make some smart-ass remark, but Ichigo shook his head with a smirk. "Just hold off a minute, I'm sure it'll get better."

Sure enough, they quoted some more as the film progressed.

"Tell him about the Twinkie."

"...WHAT ABOUT THE TWINKIE?" More giggling.

"So be GOOD! For goodness sake! WHOAA-OA-OA, SOMEBODY'S COMIN'!" And THAT'S when everyone clapped their hands over their ears and Ichigo smacked his dad upside the head. "Pops, PLEASE leave the singing to Bill Murray and Peyton."

"HOW CAN YOU BE SO CRUEL, SON?"

"EASY, I LIKE TO BE ABLE TO USE MY EARS! IT'S KINDA HARD TO DO THAT WHEN YOU'RE MAKING THEM BLEED!"

Peyton rolled her eyes and tugged him onto the couch by the back of his shirt. "Just sit and enjoy the movie, Kurosaki."

Yuzu hopped onto the couch between her dad and Peyton excitedly. "I really do love this movie!"

"How could you not? It's a classic!" Peyton said with equal excitement.

Isshin looked at Peyton, then his son. "Son?"

"WHAT, dad."

"Marry her."

"SHUT UP SO I CAN WATCH THE MOVIE!"

"ONLY IF YOU MARRY HER!"

"ONLY IF YOU SHUT UP!"

"IT'S A DEAL!"

Karin sighed and shook her head, erasing furiously. "Great. All your spastic yelling made me mess up. You'd think I'd be used to it by now, but no. Your screeching never ceases to make me cringe."

FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER...

"ARE YOU A GOD?" Isshin shouted in a rather impressive demonic voice.

"...NO," Peyton and Ichigo replied with the same amount of uncertainty Ray had in the film.

"THEN..."

"DIE!" Karin and Yuzu shouted, complete with the famous Don Kanonji laugh at the end.

Peyton turned to look at Ichigo, whose temple throbbed at the fact that Yuzu HAD to throw her and Isshin's favorite celebrity into this. "RAY, when someone asks you 'ARE YOU A GOD', you say...YES!" She scolded, smacking him upside the head.

He glared at her, rubbing the back of her head. "You enjoyed that TOO MUCH."

She just stuck her tongue out at him.

Karin was currently situated on the arm of the couch, having admitted defeat. Apparently the love for Ghostbusters was heriditary in the Kurosaki household.

"ALL RIGHT...This chick is TOAST!" They all shouted, eagerly awaiting the next quotable scene: The Arrival Of The Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man.

Unfortunately, they never got to, because they smelt smoke and spent the remaining time of the film extinguishing the stove.

TWO HOURS LATER...

"That...was...THE best meal of my LIFE," Peyton announced slowly, patting her food baby happily.

"I sure as hell hope so, I think I suffered through eight courses worth of meals," Ichigo replied. They could tell he was pleased that everyone had nearly died from stuffing their faces.

"I'm so impressed with you, Ichigo! I can't believe you never told us you could cook!" Rukia exclaimed.

She had gotten home, suffering from a slight headache and a major Hangover Hunger, around the time they were frantically searching for the fire extinguisher while Isshin had been throwing water on the fire and making it even higher.

"That's because he COULDN'T cook before. Apparently he convinced Ishida to teach him," Yuzu replied, making Ichigo groan and his ears turn a little red.

"Three guesses why," Karin snickered. He threw his spoon at her, making her laugh even harder.

"Ichigoooo?"

"Whaaaat?"

"Can you drag me home?" Peyton asked with a hint of a whine.

There was a long pause, then he sighed. "Fiiiiiine." He helped her up, and she yawned and rubbed her eyes tiredly.

"Bye everybody!" She said cheerfully. She noticed that Rukia was still wearing her vandalized t-shirt.

Had she still not noticed? Did no one tell her? ...Poor Ichigo, something told her that he'd have to deal with her brute force when he got home.

"They're gonna get married," Isshin announced matter-of-factly as Ichigo pulled her along. He poked his head back in the door to shout "SHUT UP, OLD MAN!" before shutting the door.

Peyton was currently just about falling asleep where she stood, and they got maybe fifteen feet away from his house before he sighed and gestured to his back. "C'mon."

"Yay!" She said groggily before clambering onto his back.

He sighed and shook his head. "Am I awesome or what?"

"Nope."

"WHAT? HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY-" She smacked him upside the head to make him shut up before kissing his neck. "You're awesomeSAUCE, stupid."

"...Ohhhh! See, I knew that, I just-" She kissed his neck again. "Shut up."

"But if you keep doing THAT every time you try and get me to stop, why would I stop talking?"

"Because I'm not gonna do it anymore."

"Awww, no fair!"

"I'm gonna kiss you when you least expect it," she announced mysteriously. He sweatdropped. "...Peyton, with you, there IS no such thing as the Element of Surprise. SOMETHING you do always tips me off as to what your evil plan is."

"One of these days, Ichigo, ONE OF THESE DAYS! ...I will catch you by surprise."

"Yeah, well, good fricking luck."

"Yeah yeah yeah."

"Y'know, I think that's a band," he said thoughtfully.

"Noooo, that's Yeah Yeah YEAHS."

"Same fricking difference!"

"NU-UH, that 'S' makes a HUGE difference!"

"No it doesn't!"

"GREAT THINGS COME IN SMALL PACKAGES!"

"...Peyton?"

"WHAT."

"I love you."

"And I love the 'S' in Yeah Yeah Yeahs. …Oh, and you, I guess," she added thoughtfully.

He sweatdropped. "Great. I'm an afterthought. I've been outranked by...a letter."

"Pretty much."

"Marvelous."

"Indeed!"

TWELVE MINUTES LATER...

Peyton was fast asleep- shocker- so Ichigo didn't even bother waking her. He was about to knock on the door when it swung open to reveal Lindsay and Seth fighting to get to it.

Mark was sweatdropping as they continued to fight over who got to open it, and sighed and shook his head.

"Oh, no wonder. It's Ichigo."

"Hi."

"Bring her in."

Ichigo nodded and walked right past Peyton's siblings, who slowly stopped fighting and turned to look at him. Lindsay noticed the damage Seth had done to her hair during their fight (it was currently knotted and sticking out on end), and a little sob escaped.

"I've got to go tend to this...MIYAAAAAA!" She wailed, stomping off to find her future stepmother.

As he went to deposit Peyton in her room, he noticed an old woman sitting in the armchair by the couch.

Seth noticed him looking and nodded in her direction. "That's Nana. Our great-grandma. Just got here a few hours ago."

"What, for a visit or somethin'?"

"Nope. To stay."

"...WHAT?"

"Yep. Sorry, no more being home alone. You'll have to take your makeout sessions somewhere else."

Ichigo sweatdropped. "...I'm too depressed to even yell defensively about the making out thing."

Seth nodded with sympathy. "Dude, how do you think I feel? She's not always the most...AGREEABLE person around."

"Meaning..."

"She makes us MISERABLE, but dad just HAD to be the nice guy and invite her to live here since Cameron's in jail," He whined. Ichigo was the one nodding sympathetically this time before nudging Peyton's door open with his foot.

Seth watched from the doorway as it took about two minutes of Ichigo's full strength to pry Peyton off, and right as he plopped her onto her bed, she woke up.

"Noooo, stay here," she whined like a little kid as he was about to leave. He rolled his eyes as she pulled him back by the arm and finally plopped into bed with her. Seth just smirked and shut the door slowly, singing "Bown-chika-chika-BOW-wow-wow-Bown-"

"SHUT UP AND GET OUT, SETH!" They shouted, and he snickered before shutting it and running down the hall.