Sun-Sun entered the nursery with her usual silent grace, pale fingers brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. She was used to chaos in Hueco Mundo, used to battles and beasts and emotionally unstable Arrancars with daddy issues.
What she wasn't used to?
A toddler-shaped war crime squealing with joy as he catapulted toward her face like a spiritual torpedo.
"GAAAH—!"
The baby launched off a Reishi platform midair—Gabriel had no idea how he even learned that yet—and landed right on Sun-Sun's chest like a baby missile.
Squish.
The room went still.
Sun-Sun blinked, expression unreadable as she looked down.
Aurelón latched onto her cleavage with the instinct of a starving jungle predator. His tiny face mushed happily between the twin peaks of comfort and caloric security.
Though his brow furrowed. Those... were as big as his mommy's. No milky.
Sad.
"...He is like a breast-seeking Hollow... wonder where he got that from." Gabriel looked away, refusing to admit that came from him.
Like come on, give one example of him liking boobs. He didn't care about that stuff. Only personality mattered—he says, as his harem is filled with 10 out of 10s.
Don't judge him. Plus, if he could, he wouldn't have minded adding a plumpy girl to his harem. His dad was Mexican, so he was introduced to Tortas... if you don't know what that is, don't worry about it.
Oh well.
Sun-Sun gave him a teasing smile.
"Well, I mean... He knows what's good in life. Milk, boobs, and dominance."
...He folded. Don't ask him why. She knew how to push his buttons.
Sun-Sun delicately peeled the child off her chest. Aurelón pouted. Red eyes glowing.
"Don't you dare, little gremlin," Gabriel warned, already preparing a counter-Cero.
Too late.
WRAAAAAAAH—
BZZZT—BOOM!
Another Cero, aimed directly at the plushie in the corner of the room, exploded it into molten stuffing. Sun-Sun didn't even flinch—she just casually held the baby under one arm like he was a misbehaving pet ferret.
She looked at Gabriel.
"...This is your fault."
He raised a brow. "Hey, I feed him. I clothe him. I carry him when he's sleepy. And I told him not to blast anyone today. That's growth."
Aurelón burbled happily, clearly proud of his destructive art piece, and started manifesting a tiny water construct—a mini shark made of boiling seawater that swam in a circle around his arm like a living bracelet.
"...Wait. He's already manifesting shark constructs?" The baby was like 4 months old. The hell? Also why was Sun-Sun looking at him like that? Why did he feel like he was about to get drained dry?
"That's Harribel's technique."
"No. That's our technique now," Gabriel said smugly, walking over to ruffle the baby's hair. "This little bastard is combining her shark craft with my Hellfire. That's not a bracelet—that's a baby weapon."
The mini shark made a high-pitched gurgle-snarl and tried to bite Gabriel's finger.
"Oh, you are my spawn," he muttered, shaking it off as it dissolved.
Aurelón clapped again, giggling.
Sun-Sun sighed.
"It's a cute baby," Gabriel said, sounding like a happy dad.
Speaking of which, for the most part, Harribel had made a complete recovery. After she gave birth, her power went down once more—as in, she got weaker. She went from being an unreachable goal to whoever was third strongest, to somewhat beatable. Or obtainable.
Yes, it was that big of a gap.
As for the ranking of the Horsemen: Starrk first, then Harribel, then Ulquiorra, then Val. Though it's 50/50 between third and fourth, because in a fight, either could win. The reason why Ulquiorra is placed above is because of his effectiveness. That was the only stat that separated them.
He was deadass when he said this. They practically equal out. Like, Val may be stronger physically, but Ulquiorra had more range. Her Hierro may be stronger, but his high-speed regeneration was better. Her Sonido may be better, but his Pesquisa was better. Also, Ulquiorra's release form is practically his base form now—as in, he has his wings out, even in base.
So now he has flight. So yeah, a fight between them is like a range character fighting a melee character.
{A/N Think Quincy Oceanide from Peroxide vs Lightning Shinigami user.}
Long story short, as long as Ulquiorra doesn't get caught in one too many combos, he'll survive and win. But if he gets caught lacking, he getting lubed out.
"Harribel has recovered," Sun-Sun's voice could be heard saying.
Gabriel, unaware of what this woman had planned, nodded along.
"Yeah, even her Hollow hole is back now," he said softly.
The child in her hand felt something was off. Being Gabriel's spawn, it had quite a few abilities, even though Idle Transfiguration wasn't one of them.
His ability was Gabriel's Hellfire ability—which had been fused with Yamamoto's flames, actual Hellfire, and Barragan's ability... alongside Harribel's ability.
So... he could make very hot water, that could also probably heal. He may not have Idle Transfiguration, but his dad was a Fullbringer—healing the soul as Fullbringers was pretty easy.
So for his soul, the child was an Arrancar, with Fullbringer genes, Hell Hollow genes, Primordial Beast genes, and also the First Hollow's powers flowing through his veins. Couldn't get more Gary Sue than this.