Satellite [December 15th] [Yachiru] [Bleach]
Title :: Satellite
Prompt :: December 15th, “only the curious have, if they live, a tale worth telling at all” [31_days]
Characters :: Yachiru; mentions of the rest of the 11th, Ichigo, Orihime, and Nnoitra
Rating :: PG
Wordcount :: 455
Summary :: She is bored. Already.
Notes :: Takes place when they’re stuck in Hueco Mundo.
She is bored.
Already.
Very, very, very bored.
It had been exciting at first - Ken-chan, Ken-chan! You can fit through the hole! - and even more exciting when she had gotten to see Ichi again and watch Ken-chan fight.
But then, Ken-chan’s fights never last for long, and now there is no exciting hole to clamber back through, and she is bored.
Bored, bored, bored.
(She kind of misses Baldy and Weirdo, too; but really, she’s glad they’re not here - Weirdo would just whinge endlessly about all the sand and refuse to play with her for fear of getting his robes and hair and feathers even more mussed, and she’s pretty sure that the light here would just reflect off Baldy’s head even worse than the sand and blind them all. She thinks that would be kind of neat, personally - it’d be like hide and seek, and they’d all have to play with her this time - but she doubts Ken-chan would really approve.)
And Ken-chan and Ichi have already had their fun, which means that now, it’s her turn.
She flings herself face-first into the sand and grins. (…definitely not candy, she decides with a wrinkled nose moments later. Why anyone would leave the Soul Society for a place that tasted like this, she has no idea, and suddenly it dawns on her why everyone is saying this particular fight is so all-important. They really must be deranged.)
She’s a resourceful girl, after all.
“Ichi, Ichi!” she calls, and then throws a handful of sand in his general direction when he hastily turns his head, focusing his attention back on Boobs and pretending not to hear her. Not that it matters; she’ll get him to play with her soon enough, after all. (She briefly considers calling for Boobs instead, thinks she might be at least a little more inclined to humour her; but she’s so top-heavy Yachiru has no idea how she could manage to move across the sands without falling into them head-first too. And now that she’s had a taste of them for herself, she doesn’t really find that idea too appealing.)
And she begins to build herself a sandcastle, a sandfort, hopefully big enough for them to have a party in when she’s done. A party to which they will all be invited, whether they like it or not.
At the very least, it will be something to do.
And she eyes what’s left of the silly man who’d been dumb enough to challenge Ken-chan, and she wonders -
If she stuck his hat to their sandfort, would they be able to get what she’d heard of in the human world called cable?
(She’d really have a story to impress Baldy and Weirdo, then.)
Prompt :: December 15th, “only the curious have, if they live, a tale worth telling at all” [31_days]
Characters :: Yachiru; mentions of the rest of the 11th, Ichigo, Orihime, and Nnoitra
Rating :: PG
Wordcount :: 455
Summary :: She is bored. Already.
Notes :: Takes place when they’re stuck in Hueco Mundo.
She is bored.
Already.
Very, very, very bored.
It had been exciting at first - Ken-chan, Ken-chan! You can fit through the hole! - and even more exciting when she had gotten to see Ichi again and watch Ken-chan fight.
But then, Ken-chan’s fights never last for long, and now there is no exciting hole to clamber back through, and she is bored.
Bored, bored, bored.
(She kind of misses Baldy and Weirdo, too; but really, she’s glad they’re not here - Weirdo would just whinge endlessly about all the sand and refuse to play with her for fear of getting his robes and hair and feathers even more mussed, and she’s pretty sure that the light here would just reflect off Baldy’s head even worse than the sand and blind them all. She thinks that would be kind of neat, personally - it’d be like hide and seek, and they’d all have to play with her this time - but she doubts Ken-chan would really approve.)
And Ken-chan and Ichi have already had their fun, which means that now, it’s her turn.
She flings herself face-first into the sand and grins. (…definitely not candy, she decides with a wrinkled nose moments later. Why anyone would leave the Soul Society for a place that tasted like this, she has no idea, and suddenly it dawns on her why everyone is saying this particular fight is so all-important. They really must be deranged.)
She’s a resourceful girl, after all.
“Ichi, Ichi!” she calls, and then throws a handful of sand in his general direction when he hastily turns his head, focusing his attention back on Boobs and pretending not to hear her. Not that it matters; she’ll get him to play with her soon enough, after all. (She briefly considers calling for Boobs instead, thinks she might be at least a little more inclined to humour her; but she’s so top-heavy Yachiru has no idea how she could manage to move across the sands without falling into them head-first too. And now that she’s had a taste of them for herself, she doesn’t really find that idea too appealing.)
And she begins to build herself a sandcastle, a sandfort, hopefully big enough for them to have a party in when she’s done. A party to which they will all be invited, whether they like it or not.
At the very least, it will be something to do.
And she eyes what’s left of the silly man who’d been dumb enough to challenge Ken-chan, and she wonders -
If she stuck his hat to their sandfort, would they be able to get what she’d heard of in the human world called cable?
(She’d really have a story to impress Baldy and Weirdo, then.)