Well, I hope everyone had a lovely Christmas and is excited for New Years (and the blue moon). This is just a little one-shot based on a conversation I had with a friend through text a while back, though there wasn't a windstorm at that point (that happened like a week earlier).

Read and review please, and have a Happy New Years!

It was a crappy day to train.

Outside Tenten's window, the wind whipped trees into a frenzy, viciously tearing leaves from their branches, sucking them into the swirling mass of debris and dust. It had been like this for most of the day; a perpetual windstorm had engulfed Konoha, forcing everyone indoors.

"And Neji wanted to train in this?" Tenten wondered aloud. She watched as a branch and a rusty tin can hit her window in rapid succession. "Insanity."

From her bed she heard the soft buzzing of her cell phone, muffled by the pillows it had managed to become trapped in. She pulled it out as she flung herself on the bed, intent on striking up a conversation with someone, anyone. Watching the maelstrom outside was only interesting for so long, and if Tenten found herself feeling any more bored than she already was, she might be tempted to do something idiotic…like call up Neji and Lee and agree to train that day as they had originally planned.

Suddenly, a lone duck slammed into her bedroom window with a squawk. Blinking, Tenten watched it awkwardly flap its wings a few times against the glass before taking off. Yes, training today would be a bad idea indeed.

Luckily, it was Naruto who had texted her; she could be assured of some decent entertainment for a while. Though they rarely had a chance to talk in person, Tenten had found that even through text his energetic, crowd-pleasing personality shined through. It was a welcome break from her stressful life as a kunoichi of the Leaf.

Hey. Sup?

Not much. Tenten typed back. Just watching random waterfowl crash into my window. You?

Just ate some ramen =D She shook her head; Naruto's addiction to the noodle dish could be downright disturbing sometimes. Wanna play the random question game?

Now there was an idea. Tenten quickly replied. Sure. You first. She waited patiently, keeping her wits about her; Naruto, however much of a knucklehead he may be, could ask some questions that could really catch you off guard.

Alright. What do you think a hybrid between a dragon and an STD would look like? She wondered what she should find more disturbing: the question itself, the mind of the person who asked it, or the fact that she was seriously considering an answer to it. Tenten let out a sigh of regret for the sanity she had lost so long ago.

After a moment's thought, she decided she needed more information. What kind of dragon are we talking about here? Like a real dragon or a Dragon Tales one?

Like a real, fire-breathing, muscle-laden, covered-in-spikes, huge teeth/talons, angry freaking MAN'S DRAGON. Naruto's response elicited a very un-ladylike snort from Tenten. Figures, she thought.

Well, a dragon like that with an STD is…yeah, that's pretty much Dragon Tales material. She was quite pleased with her response. She'd managed to answer the question and explain the origins of a strange children's show. It was not a television program meant to teach kids important values-rather, it was a dumping ground for the results of unprotected dragon sex. Way to go Tenten!

But alas, her answer was not satisfactory to her ninja friend. No no, not 'with' an std. Naruto responded. I meant like half of its genetic makeup IS some kind of sentient STD. Tenten thought about that long and hard, until the perfect answer suddenly appeared out of the blue.

Oh. Then that's Lee.