The Great Plushie Robbery
A Bleach Fanfic by CardCaptor Schlueter (aka Syaoran-kun)
Bleach is the property of Tite Kubo, but I'm planning on stealing Rukia for myself. I've set up a trap with a plush Chappy as bait.
"I just don't get it," the delivery truck driver said. He scratched his head as he examined the cargo of the truck. He was certain he had everthing in the shipping order, but there were several boxes missing.
"Did anything happen on the way here?" asked his manager.
The driver paused. "Well, I did have a problem with the cargo door. It came open in the middle of town and some of the boxes spilled out." he explained. Fortunately, the cargo wasn't exactly fragile so there wasn't any real worries about the damage. "But, I stopped and managed to recover all of them."
"Are you sure?" the manager asked.
"Pretty sure," the driver replied. "I even had some help. A couple of shop owners helped me load everything back into the truck. Oh, and that little high school girl too."
"High school girl?" the manager inquired, one eyebrow raised.
"Yeah. Short, dark-haired girl. She was watching the whole thing very intensely too for some reason," the driver explained.
"Any chance she took the cargo?" asked the manager.
The driver scoffed. "That little thing? She didn't look strong enough to carry a heavy bookbag, let alone three boxes of merchandise."
"Well, someone must have taken it," said the manager. "I guess there's no point in crying over spilt milk though. I'd better call the factory for another shipment and we'd better contact the insurance company too." With that the manager headed back to his office.
The driver of the truck remained perplexed. "I just don't get it," he said to himself. "Who would want to steal three boxes of stuffed toys anyway?"
He sighed and got back to unloading the remaining cargo from the truck. He just hoped he wasn't going to get blamed for all of this.
Meanwhile, far away in another part of the city, young Ichigo Kurosaki, high school student and surrogate shinigami, was trying to wake up his roommate.
"Oi! Rukia!" he growled knocking on the closet door. "Hurry up! It's getting late!"When his protest was met with silence, he decided to take a more direct approach and yanked open the door.
"Rukia, are you-" His next words were cut off as an avalance of plush bunnies spilled out of the closet, knocking over the orange-haired teenager. Ichigo stared at the mess incredulously at first. It was then that he noticed the a familiar raven-haired head amongst the sea of white pink and pastel plush rabbits.
"Rukia..." he said, addressing the petite shinigami, who was still clad in his sister's yellow pyjamas.
"Yes?" she responded, sounding unconcerned.
"Where did you get all of these?"
Rukia smiled innocently. "Would you believe they fell off the back of a truck?"
My first Bleach fic since I started watching the series and it's mostly just pointless drabble. This idea just sort of popped into my head. I was originally planning on writing some elaborate introspective fice about Rukia, but I ended up writing this instead.
Sometimes the silly ideas write themselves better.