The endless pale desert of Hueco Mundo still buzzed from the legendary "fight" that had just taken place — if you could call it a fight. The Bone Circle hadn't laughed this hard in decades. Some of the bone towers even tilted a little more from the sheer sound of idiots howling.
I stood over Yammy's still-sprawled-out body, hands on my hips, grinning so wide my fangs caught the dull grey light.
"GRUUAAAHH!"
[Translation: That's what happens when you fight Spike o Sensei.]
Baraggan translated with a lazy wave of his skeletal hand, still chuckling.
Kukkapūro yapped cheerfully from Aizen's head. Aizen responded with a calm, approving woof. They were completely in sync now — two idiots communicating in barks no one else understood, but everyone pretended to.
The 4 idiots began carving a crooked little stone marker into the sand beside Yammy's limp form. Edrad held up a bone shard and squinted.
"What do we write on it?"
Di Roy scratched his chin.
"Uh… here lies Yammy, dumbest of the dumb?"
Nakeem snorted.
"Nah. Spike o Sensei's first official victim."
I raised a claw.
"GRUUAHH!"
[Translation: Make it 'Champion of First Defeat by Spike.']
Baraggan translated, wheezing with laughter.
Grimmjow, watching from a distance, shook his head but smirked.
"Morons. All of 'em."
He still stayed though, tail flicking lazily behind him.
Yammy groaned again and finally rolled over onto his back, his face marked with an enormous cactus thorn-shaped bruise.
"Ugh… my head…"
He squinted up at Spike, who — naturally — still hadn't moved an inch. Not a quiver. That straw hat sat perfectly tilted over his top thorn.
Yammy blinked.
"I… lost to a plant…"
"GRUAHAHAHAHA!!"
[Translation: Cactus God takes no prisoners!]
+10,000 EP
Current EP: 85,22,000 / 100,000,000
I was practically glowing. The more idiocy, the stronger I got.
Yammy sat up, swaying a little.
"Alright… fine… I lost. I admit it. That cactus… he's a beast."
The Bone Circle let out a cheer. Even Kukkapūro barked his approval.
Then Yammy grunted and looked up at me.
"Alright, boss. I'm in. Bone Circle for life."
I grinned and stomped a foot.
"GRUAAHHH!"
[Translation: Welcome, idiot number seven.]
Baraggan translated, smirking.
The 4 idiots clapped Yammy on the back so hard he face-planted into the sand again. Aizen gave a proud woof, and Kukkapūro did a celebratory somersault off his head, landing perfectly on Yammy's back.
Spike o Sensei still hadn't moved. He didn't need to.
Grimmjow flicked his tail and muttered,
"Idiots."
But even he cracked a grin.
I looked up at the bleak, endless sky of Hueco Mundo.
This desert was full of monsters, Adjuchas, Vasto Lordes, and unspeakable horrors.
But today… it belonged to the idiots.
And tomorrow?
Who knew.
Maybe we'd fight a rock.
+5,000 EP
Current EP: 85,27,000 / 100,000,000
I pumped a fist.
"GRUAAHAA!!"
[Translation: The idiot saga continues!]
Hueco Mundo was chaos. And it was my kind of chaos.