Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Diet Coke and Mentos (r) ❯ Chaos!!! ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Kagome_the_Yorkie 
There's a new craze sweeping the Internet: Put four plain Mentos in 2 liters of Diet Coke and you get a 10' fountain of soda-suds. What happens when the captain of Company Three gets wind of all this? Well chaos, of course! BTW: Tite Kubo owns Bleach.
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 02.28.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 917 | Visits: 883 | Status: Completed
There's a new craze sweeping the Internet: Put four plain Mentos in 2 liters of Diet Coke and you get a 10' fountain of soda-suds. What happens when the captain of Company Three gets wind of all this? Well chaos, of course! BTW: Tite Kubo owns Bleach.
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 02.28.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 917 | Visits: 883 | Status: Completed
"Hey...Hey, guys! Come look at this!" Gin sat poisedly in front of the glowing computer screen, obviously very excited.
"It says here that if you put four Mentos in a two-liter bottle of Diet Coke,you get a giant explosion."
The other three Soul Reapers grouped around the computer nodded appreciatively. Secretly, they were all sure that the 3-month-long mandated summer vacation was making Captain Ichimaru just a little bit crazy.
"Sounds like a novel cause, hmm?" Gin sqeezed his eyes even tighter shut and grinned widely.
"Sure...but do we have the resources?"
"Actually, Division Three just confiscated a whole truckload of Diet Coke from Rukongai. And they keep a large stock of Mentos in Warehouse A-16."
"And the West-side execution grounds were just shut down last week. We'll have plenty of space."
"What was Diet Coke doing in Rukongai?"
"I don't know!"
"Hey!" Gin clapped his hands once, loudly, to get everyone's attention. "The point is that we have it, we can use it, and we have a place to do it. So what are we waiting for?" There was some scattered applause. "Let's round up the other shinigami and get cracking!"
~}{~
It was on a sunny day a week later that everyone interested had gathered and the supplies were ready.Among those in attendance were esteemed higher-ups Kuchiki, Abarai, Aisen, Kenpachi, etc. Kenpachi was just there to video-tape the whole thing.
"Okay, people!" Gin was at the absolute peak of excitement. "Who wants to go first? Allow us to remind you: the reactive ingredients in the soda are sodium benzoate, aspartame and lastly, caffeine. Please DO NOT drink the soda as we have added enough of all three to kill you. This first bottle is plain, so you can see the difference. Step right up! Who volunteers?"
"I do." Heads swiveled to watch Renji stalk up onto the platform, grab the Mentos and hold them threateningly over the pop bottle. "You talk too much, Gin. Y'know that?" With that the red-headed assistant captain dropped in the candies. The result was a spectacular 10-foot geyser that succeeded not only in drawing applause from the audience but in soaking Gin, who had been too ecstatic to get out of the way. Hysterical laughter followed.(A note to the reader: The long, white vest worn over the shihakusho by those of high rank is dry-clean only and Diet Coke stains never, EVER come out.)
"Okay!" Gin, seemingly oblivious to the soda, motioned for another bottle to be brought up. This one was bubbling a lot more because of the added chemicals. "Who's next?"
The audience democratically elected Captain Kuchiki to be the next person. By "democratically elected," of course, we mean "teased and forced."
"You'll all pay for this," He grumbled, likewise snatching the mints and carelessly dropping them into the bottle. He should have known better; then again, so should Gin, tweaking the soda's composition so irrationally. The carbon dioxide, without an adequate escape route even though there was no lid on the bottle, exploded. The resulting chaos prompted them to end the "one bottle at a time" regime for a bigger stunt. Of course.
Ten minutes later through the magic of television, a giant-sized bottle of Diet Coke had been erected. It had been filled about nine-tenths of the way with the remaining Diet Coke; the last tenth was the aforementioned explosive ingredients, mixed with club soda for extra "oomph". As the excitement built, a special device hoisted the last of the Mentos--a load the size of a small yacht--above the mouth of the bottle. The call rang out across SeiReiTei with the help of the PA system:
"Three!...Two!...ONE!!"
The bottom of the Mentos container dropped out and every last candy spilled into the container. Immediately a huge column of foam roared out the top, piercing clouds as it went. It was spectacular. However, it was not without its downside.
"Aaaah!" Screamed Captain Kuchiki as the sticky soda drenched his new uniform.
"Aaaah!" Screamed Kenpachi as his video camera was ripped mercilessly from him in the foam.
"Aaaaaaaaaah!!" Screamed Rukia, halfway across SeiReiTei, as a tidal wave of cola crashed agianst the first five windows of the Repentance Tower.
Of those who were either in attendance or not far enough away, a slim 100% were irrevocably soaked. Captain Kuchiki was unable to remove his hair clips for the next week. Kenpachi's new digital camcorder was carbonated beyond repair, and the flood spilled over into almost all the rest of the inner Soul Society. Miles away in the central holding tower, the door-guards clustered around Rukia's cell window (on the sixth floor) to watch the spectacle. Her execution, by the way, is postponed until they get the foam under control.
As for Rukia herslef, the execution thing is a plus but, sadly, it has its price. After all, how would you feel if the entirety of your living quarters ( And everyone else's) was now a lovely shade of brown?
END
"It says here that if you put four Mentos in a two-liter bottle of Diet Coke,you get a giant explosion."
The other three Soul Reapers grouped around the computer nodded appreciatively. Secretly, they were all sure that the 3-month-long mandated summer vacation was making Captain Ichimaru just a little bit crazy.
"Sounds like a novel cause, hmm?" Gin sqeezed his eyes even tighter shut and grinned widely.
"Sure...but do we have the resources?"
"Actually, Division Three just confiscated a whole truckload of Diet Coke from Rukongai. And they keep a large stock of Mentos in Warehouse A-16."
"And the West-side execution grounds were just shut down last week. We'll have plenty of space."
"What was Diet Coke doing in Rukongai?"
"I don't know!"
"Hey!" Gin clapped his hands once, loudly, to get everyone's attention. "The point is that we have it, we can use it, and we have a place to do it. So what are we waiting for?" There was some scattered applause. "Let's round up the other shinigami and get cracking!"
~}{~
It was on a sunny day a week later that everyone interested had gathered and the supplies were ready.Among those in attendance were esteemed higher-ups Kuchiki, Abarai, Aisen, Kenpachi, etc. Kenpachi was just there to video-tape the whole thing.
"Okay, people!" Gin was at the absolute peak of excitement. "Who wants to go first? Allow us to remind you: the reactive ingredients in the soda are sodium benzoate, aspartame and lastly, caffeine. Please DO NOT drink the soda as we have added enough of all three to kill you. This first bottle is plain, so you can see the difference. Step right up! Who volunteers?"
"I do." Heads swiveled to watch Renji stalk up onto the platform, grab the Mentos and hold them threateningly over the pop bottle. "You talk too much, Gin. Y'know that?" With that the red-headed assistant captain dropped in the candies. The result was a spectacular 10-foot geyser that succeeded not only in drawing applause from the audience but in soaking Gin, who had been too ecstatic to get out of the way. Hysterical laughter followed.(A note to the reader: The long, white vest worn over the shihakusho by those of high rank is dry-clean only and Diet Coke stains never, EVER come out.)
"Okay!" Gin, seemingly oblivious to the soda, motioned for another bottle to be brought up. This one was bubbling a lot more because of the added chemicals. "Who's next?"
The audience democratically elected Captain Kuchiki to be the next person. By "democratically elected," of course, we mean "teased and forced."
"You'll all pay for this," He grumbled, likewise snatching the mints and carelessly dropping them into the bottle. He should have known better; then again, so should Gin, tweaking the soda's composition so irrationally. The carbon dioxide, without an adequate escape route even though there was no lid on the bottle, exploded. The resulting chaos prompted them to end the "one bottle at a time" regime for a bigger stunt. Of course.
Ten minutes later through the magic of television, a giant-sized bottle of Diet Coke had been erected. It had been filled about nine-tenths of the way with the remaining Diet Coke; the last tenth was the aforementioned explosive ingredients, mixed with club soda for extra "oomph". As the excitement built, a special device hoisted the last of the Mentos--a load the size of a small yacht--above the mouth of the bottle. The call rang out across SeiReiTei with the help of the PA system:
"Three!...Two!...ONE!!"
The bottom of the Mentos container dropped out and every last candy spilled into the container. Immediately a huge column of foam roared out the top, piercing clouds as it went. It was spectacular. However, it was not without its downside.
"Aaaah!" Screamed Captain Kuchiki as the sticky soda drenched his new uniform.
"Aaaah!" Screamed Kenpachi as his video camera was ripped mercilessly from him in the foam.
"Aaaaaaaaaah!!" Screamed Rukia, halfway across SeiReiTei, as a tidal wave of cola crashed agianst the first five windows of the Repentance Tower.
Of those who were either in attendance or not far enough away, a slim 100% were irrevocably soaked. Captain Kuchiki was unable to remove his hair clips for the next week. Kenpachi's new digital camcorder was carbonated beyond repair, and the flood spilled over into almost all the rest of the inner Soul Society. Miles away in the central holding tower, the door-guards clustered around Rukia's cell window (on the sixth floor) to watch the spectacle. Her execution, by the way, is postponed until they get the foam under control.
As for Rukia herslef, the execution thing is a plus but, sadly, it has its price. After all, how would you feel if the entirety of your living quarters ( And everyone else's) was now a lovely shade of brown?
END