DISCLAIMER: No I do not own Bleach. Unfortunately.

Just a little after-thought I just HAD to add on. I guess you could call it a mini epilogue or something...

Ah well, enjoy the remaining 60-or-so words.

The ice-cream man stared down at the short boy standing at the top of the queue.

What on earth happened to his hair?!

Coughing slightly, he asked:

“What d’you want, kid?”

“Ice-cream.”

He rolled his eyes; not many people asked for that at an ice-cream van.

“What flavour?”

The boy blinked serenely up at him.

“Momo-flavour, please.”

There! NOW it's the end. By the way, does this qualify as a oneshot anymore?

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