2-4 Plushie to Meet You

Why are we in such a rush to get back to class?

I'm worried! I wanna make sure he's doing okay.

There's nothing to worry about. He's fine.

I'm not so sure about that! I'm getting kind of a bad vibe all of a sudden.

You sonuva... Die!!!

Woah! Watch it!

What? All I did was kiss your cheek. Why is that such a big deal? I mean, you're not in grade school anymore.

Shut uuuupp!!!

Told ya.

Guess you were right.

You little... Stay put!!!

Stop right there. It's over.

Hrrn?!

Ichigo, look out!

Right!

Stop. There's no place to run.

Huh?

What the hell does he think he's doing? Is he crazy, or what?

Is it even possible? No, he couldn't be one. He must be a...

...a Mod Soul.

What is that? Just what the hell is he?

A while back, the Soul Society initiated a new project.

Project?

They took souls that had been modified for combat and placed them into the dead after their own souls had parted.

They were to be used as soldiers against the Hollows. It was a reprehensible plan.

All of the souls that were selected to take part in the project were then altered. Once inside a body, one aspect of their host is made superhuman.

An artificial soul built for battle, a Mod Soul.

Dammit. So you mean one of those prototypes got into my body?

That's what I find strange.

The project was rejected because it would force corpses to fight.

In the end, all of the Mod, or modified souls, that were still in the incubation stages were ordered to be destroyed.

However, it seems some are still out there.

Let's go! You want to get your body back, don't you?

*Beep Beep Beep*

What?! You have got to be kidding! Don't tell me you just got an order.

We've got a Hollow alert here. We have to leave now!

Let's move!

Wait a minute.

It's already fighting someone.

He's there too.

That idiot!

Hold it! Wait, Ichigo! Don't go!

Do you have any idea what you just did to me? It's my clothes and my body that you're messing up!

Listen to me. If you can't take on a Hollow without getting hurt, then don't do it!

Well, look who we have here.

So finally we find you, and what a picture. You're all beat up and worn out.

All that trouble for nothing.

Huh?

Ah?

Mission accomplished.

Hey, hold it. What are you gonna do with that Mod Soul now?

No choice. I've gotta destroy him.

Why can't I have it, Kisuke? Are you saying that it's your policy to seize goods that your customers have already paid for?

Hey, I'll give you a full refund. How does that sound to you?

That's okay. I'm completely satisfied with my purchase.

Besides, I know and you know that you're operating outside the law. And I also know it's not your job to recall this Mod Soul.

I just hope you know what you're getting involved in. So don't blame me if you get into trouble.

I won't. I've already dealt with a lot of trouble since I've been here.

Come on, let's go.

Er, hmm.

Cock-a-doodle-doo! Hey, Ichigo! It's morning!

Get up! Rise and shine!

I'm warning you, if you don't get your butt out of bed, I'll hide in your backpack and go to school with you.

And all the girls will say, "Poor Ichigo is a big baby cuz he brings his widdle baby teddy to school and-bweh!"

I can't have you starting the day that wound up! Make like a real stuffed animal and shut up!

Ah, oww... Handle me with care will ya?! Be gentle!

(And this is what happens when you stick a soul inside a stuffed animal lying on the side of the street...)

You're not the boss of me and I-

I will not stand for all this commotion, Kon!

Oww...

I was just telling Ichigo my name should be Mod. Don't you agree? It's better than Kon...

Ow!

Oh, my stuffing...!

............

(And another weirdo joins the group...)