A/N: This is a bunch of little stories that kind of tie into eachother a little. Inspired by and dedicated to my friends Miranda and Sarah!! Hope you all enjoy it!!!
The Chronicles of Shocks, Jocks, and Horrors
Chapter 1
Orochimaru's song started playing and his tongue went down and pulled his shirt up to
expose his pale stomach. He'd always loved stripping in his basement. He even had a
pole down here! It made him feel sexy, and it was good exercise, too.
"Orochimaru?" said Kabuto.
"What the HELL do you THINK your DOING!" screamed Oro. He had specifically told Kabuto NEVER to come down here.
"Um…I…I –"
"Wat is so important that it couldn't wait until I was done?" he said coldly.
"I…I…you have a pole?" said Kabuto.
"Of course I have a pole, but that's not the point –"
"COOL! Can I try!"
"No, Kabuto, this is MY POLE!"
"But –"
"NO!"
"Okay," said Kabuto, looking down at the ground with a sad look on his face.
Oro sighed. "Fine, you can try." Kabuto looked up and cried "YAY!"
"But only if I can watch," said Oro seriously.
"Okay, and maybe we can take this somewhere after?" said Kabuto with a twinkle in his eye.
"NO."
"BUT!"
"NO!"
"Okay." Kabuto hung his head.
Oro sighed. This was going to be a long day.
"Oh, Kabuto, why DID you come down here?" asked Orochimaru.
"Oh, yeah, that brat Naruto just stormed in and demanded we give him the Uchiha," said Kabuto in a manner that would suggest he was talking about the weather.
"WHAT?" exclaimed Orochimaru. "And you didn't think this was important?"
"No, I mean, he is only a weak kid, he didn't bring anyone with him," he explained nonchalantly.
"You idiot!" Orochimaru started to cry and stormed out of the basement in a huff.
Kabuto looked dumbstruck. "Does this mean I don't get to try out your pole?"