Hidan sat at the kitchen table eating his breakfast.
Granted, it was a late breakfast as it was currently 12:05pm, but it was breakfast none-the-less.
Normally, the first meal of the day was his favorite.
There was just something about eating cereal with his favorite spork in his favorite bowl that was blissful after a long sleep.

(Note: Hidan never uses a spoon for lack of ability to "stab" things)

Today however, he had woken up to several loud explosions - courtesy of Deidara, furious screams – courtesy of Kakuzu and cries of "Mangekyou Sharingan!" and "But Tobi is a good boy!" from the room next door.

Normally he could deal with that, it was the norm and to be expected from a group of evil criminals.
The line had been crossed however, when a bipolar plant-man accidentally wandered into his room voicing his opinion on fertilizer and soil salinity.
Gritting his teeth he had thrown the covers off and stormed into the kitchen hoping to fix himself a meal and calm his nerves.

He had been at the table for roughly 30 seconds when the resident "good boy" had decided to sit across the table from him.
Deciding to ignore him, Hidan took a deep breath, counted backwards from ten and shoveled a spoonful of cereal into his mouth.
The next few minutes with Tobi went by silently…
So naturally Hidan was freaked out.

Glancing at the masked weirdo every now and then, Hidan was increasingly anxious due to Tobi's lack of movement.
His first assumption was that Tobi had somehow spiked his cereal with Sasori's oh-so-famous rhino tranquilizer that everyone loved to force feed him.
He quickly came to the conclusion that Tobi was waaaaay to stupid to pull it off.
Hidan's next thought was that perhaps it wasn't Tobi at all but a horrible genjutsu Itachi had placed upon him in an act of revenge for sneaking lemon juice into his eye drops.
That thought was dismissed as well. He hadn't seen Itachi in over 36 hours.

The hairs that lined the back of Hidan's neck stood up and a quick glimpse told him that Tobi was still watching him silently.
Growling under his breath he took another sporkful of cereal in a desperate attempt to cool his rising blood pressure.
I'll just finish my fucking cereal and go…
Tobi shifted slightly from across the table and Hidan felt the last thread of his sanity snap.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT, TOBI!"

Tobi jumped visibly and watched fretfully as Hidan shook with rage, his face rapidly turning red.
Very quietly, Tobi whispered,

"Tobi is cheering Hidan-san up…"

Taking a deep breath and grasping the table in an effort to calm down, Hidan angrily hissed,

"And how, pray tell, were you doing that?"

Tobi started to sweat under his mask.
Hidan hadn't uttered a single naughty word in his last sentence which meant he had to tread carefully or risk being sacrificed to Jashin-sama.

"Tobi was pulling faces."