Total Bleach Episode Novels & Stories

In the bathroom Lillah stared at her clothes, rumpled on the floor. Pour bleach on them if you're so worried, Neeri piped up, helpful but unsympathetic to Lillah’s clean-up efforts. You can deal with them later then. After coating the discarded garments with copious bleach rather than picking them up and having to take another shower because of the scent transfer, Lillah set about grabbing a brush to sweep up the trail of rubble she’d left through her quarters. You know what we should have done… Neeri grinned mercilessly, asked Kurt to come clean up.

Alessia ─ ∘❉∘ ─ The smell of the hospital room was making me sick, bleach, latex, and that sharp, metallic scent of blood. Every time the monitor spiked with a loud beep-beep-beep, my own heart jumped into my throat. I was standing just beside the edge of the bed, gripping Claire’s hand so hard I thought our bones might fuse together. She was a mess. Her hair was matted to her forehead with sweat, and her face was a shade of purple I didn’t know humans could turn.