Hooking Up at the Hotel
The next morning I woke up only to find I can no longer move. Apparently overnight I had tossed and turned so much that now I resemble a giant blanket burrito. The chibis were sprawled out everywhere, twitching and turning every now and then. It was at that point when My Chemical Romance returned as my phone started ringing. The chibis all woke with a start at the noise as I started my strange worming technique towards my phone. However once I reached my phone I realised my arms were tied to my side by the blanket so in the end I just asked Ulquiorra for help.
"WAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!?" The ridiculous amount of noise sent me toppling off the bed, onto the floor, releasing me from my straight jacket of quilts. I hopped back up onto my bed and grabbed the phone off my bedside table.
"Anyway, what did you guys want?"
"Hanaki, we won a free night at the SilverCross Hotel downtown!"
"How are you winning these things? You don't even enter competitions..."
"Shut up. Anyway, are you coming or not?" I sighed, even if I say no, they'll just show up at my house with a big butterfly net and tranquilizer darts so I may as well humour them.
"Fine, I'll go."
"Damn, this place is huge!" Miles, Kerry and I had just arrived at the SilverCross Hotel downtown, and were basking in the glory that had taken the form of a skyscraper with a pool and spa. Miles snapped out of his awe filled trance first.
"C'mon, let's get inside already! The pigeons are probably plotting to ruin my favourite shirt by now." When we entered, the first thing we noticed was that we were very, very underdressed. Everyone in the building had designers dresses, shoes, hair, everything. Meanwhile we were in our casual clothes and sneakers. We went up to the front desk and got our keys, and as we travelled to our room, Miles and I made a game of waving at the posh people we passed after we got tired of them glaring at us like we were vampires or something. They don't allow pets in this hotel, so I had to hide the chibis in my jacket because of their animalistic appearances. When we arrived at our room, we just threw some money at the bell boy and ran through the door. Our room was stunning. The wallpaper was a royal blue colour with little golden crowns dotted about. The floor was made of mahogany with a few deep red rugs placed around. There were three queen sized beds in three separate rooms, with a giant flat screen TV hung up on the wall in each room facing the beds and a set of posh tables and chairs dotted about in each room. There was a mini fridge in the corner of the room, stocked to the brim with delectable treats and drinks and in the middle of the main room was a large sofa that screamed comfy, with a TV the size of a cinema screen pushed up against the wall with a built in DVD player. We stood there for literally half an hour before another bell boy noticed us standing in the doorway and ushered us in properly. Then, like the mature teenagers we were, we calmly debated which room was ours.
"I CALL THIS ONE!"
"NO WAY MAN, I CALL THIS ONE! YOU TAKE THAT ONE!"
"YOU'RE BOTH WRONG, I CALL THIS ONE!"
"NO! I'M WITH ARRANCAR, I CALL THIS ONE!"
"Don't use us as an excuse Onna..."
After a good two and a quarter hours of fighting over who's room is who's, we decided our rooms and started watching Scary Movie on the big TV. After laughing at the chibis reaction to the movie for about ten minutes we decided to go to bed. I dragged my feet through the door towards my bed. I was carrying Grimmjow and Nnoitra in my arms with Ulquiorra in his usual spot on my shoulder. We all collapsed on my temporary bed and immediately fell asleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night to a loud bang. I looked around to see Ulquiorra and Grimmjow had woken up too. We got up out of bed to check it out. The noise seemed to be coming from the fridge. We snuck over and noticed something small was rummaging through the fridge. Grimmjow and I immediately pounced on the suspect and sent him to the floor. We continued our wrestling match until Miles, woken up from the noise, turned the lights on.
Indeed, pinned beneath Grimmjow's paws was a mini Stark. He was about 8inches tall and wore a small suit with furry coat tails at the back and fur on the trouser legs. He had a tiny eye patch on his tiny eye which made him look like a pirate. His long hair and stubble added to his pirate image. He held two minuscule guns in his hands and was looking up at me with tired eyes. As usual, he could barely keep himself awake. I quickly pulled Grimmjow off him but couldn't stop myself staring at his tiny form. How many more of these am I gonna have to take care of? He pulled himself off the floor and dragged himself over to the sofa and fell asleep almost instantly.
"Same old Stark." Grimmjow sighed. I stared at the sleeping chibi for a little longer then turned to Miles.
"Insurance for these guys is gonna be a bitch."
After a sugary and caffeine filled breakfast the next morning, Miles, Kerry and I packed up and left. Miles was raving on about how 'commoners' weren't allowed in the Jacuzzi, Kerry was fighting to keep the hyperactive Nnoitra away from her chest and I was chatting with Stark about how he got in our fridge anyway.
"Well, I was walking through town, looking for a place to eat because Lillinette wouldn't shut up about it and-"
"Hold on, I thought Lillinette was your guns?"
"No. She turned back, it is possible."
"Oh, ok then. So... Where is she?"
Suddenly, Stark went flying off my hand and straight into Nnoitra and both crashed into the floor. In Stark's place in my hand, was a little girl, no more than 4iches tall. She had short, lime green hair that reached her chin, her one jewel pink eye glared angrily ahead of her, the other hidden by the tiny helmet atop her head that had one of the horns broken off. Like Stark, she looked human; however she was barely wearing any clothes. She wore a sleeveless, open shirt that ended above her naval. She had long gloves that reached halfway up her bicep. She also wore what looked suspiciously like underwear on her lower half with boots that reached up past her knees. And of course, it was all stark white (excuse the pun).
"STARK!! THERE YOU ARE! WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO!?"
"Ah, shut up bitch! I'm trying to sleep!" Grimmjow yelled from my left shoulder, clearly annoyed from being woken up.
"Stay out of this you stupid cat!"
This argument then proceeded on for the next 20 minutes. I would repeat it, but the language is a bit too rude for even older readers.
After said vulgar argument, Stark informed Lillinette that they were moving in with me. Once again, I had no choice in the matter.
When we reached home and entered my room, I realised that, if I keep picking up random chibis from an anime that was supposed to be made up, I'm gonna run out of room. Then I remembered my younger sister Sofako's old Barbie playhouse in the attic. It was ridiculously feminine but hey, it's all I got other than surrendering my bed to the army of chibis and sleeping on the floor, which wasn't ideal. Making my mind up, I snuck out the room and headed for the trapdoor that leads to the attic. I noticed Ulquiorra following me, probably just making sure I don't fish out another hamster cage I guess. I climbed up to the attic and froze. Spiders. There were tons of huge spiders up here; I swear I saw one the size of my palm once. But it's too late to turn back now. I started forwards, looking for the Barbie house I could use for a chibi house. I spotted it next to a mouldy shoe and broken mannequin. Why do we even have mannequins up here? I reached for the handle on the top of the house and quickly pulled it towards me. My face paled and I immediately freaked out. A whole nest of spiders just charged out at me from behind the house. I screamed and took off back towards the trapdoor, hoping to escape before they catch me and eat my soul (Sure, I'm not scared of the hellish beings created to devour souls eating my soul, but the small 8 legged insects. Go figure.). I literally jumped through the trapdoor, falling 8 feet before landing in a terrified heap on the floor. I picked myself up off the floor and stood up. Suddenly I felt something move on my head. I reached my hand up and felt it crawl on. Thinking it was Ulquiorra; I brought my hand down to my face to talking to him, but froze, my face now rivalling Ulquiorra's skin tone. The gigantic palm sized spider was on my hand scampering about. I stood staring at it for a minute, before screaming my head off and taking off into my room. I launched myself through the door with the spider still clinging onto my hand for dear life, screaming "GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF!!" The Espada all stood there, looking quite shocked. Ulquiorra came to my rescue; he pulled the spider off me and threw it out the window. And then came the awkward silence. We stared at each other for about 5 minutes before I lifted up the Barbie house and said "Look what I found?"
A couple of hours later, I relaxed in my bed. The Espada refused to live in a hot pink house so I had to spend a good hour painting everything on it white. I then had to spend another hour drying the paint with a hairdryer. And at last I had found something the Espada would sleep in, other than my bed! Except of course, Ulquiorra. Being the social butterfly he is, he refused to sleep in the same place as them, so he's still sleeping on my pillow. Oh well.