Dearest Reviewers, we are now counting on you as our judges. Hammy Uchiha, Uchiha of the Desert, and I are participating in a self created story writing contest. Each of us have pieced together and written (well typed i guess) a story with the theme of Fugaku calling his grandchildren "whippersnappers". I'm sure you will all be intrigued by each of the different styles of writing and stories. The stories as i said need to involve Fugaku calling his grandchildren "whippersnappers", so there may be amounts of humorous intent/dialogue. Dearest Readers, go now and embark on your trek to read them!

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For the Love of Fugaku (Crazed Style)

By: Crazed

Fugaku sat down to read the morning newspaper. As he scanned the newspaper a certain article caught his eye, he raised one eyebrow then put on his reading glasses. Mikoto walked in to the kitchen later that night and found her husband still reading the daily morning newspaper he had been reading early that morning. She felt a sudden rupture of inner sadness; he was supposed to making dinner for tonight. The boys were coming home for dinner and Itachi was bringing is two young children who were particularly known for causing trouble. Sasuke on the other hand, was still single and she had been nagging him lately to go and get a wife. Mikoto sighed. She was going to have to make dinner tonight, again. Once Fugaku started reading something, it was getting increasingly hard to get him to stop, she'd be lucky if he'd put down that paper for dinner.

She heard a click, and some screams. Itachi was here. She decided to go get the mop and broom, and the broth for the stew she was going to cook. For the love of Fugaku! Would that man ever stop reading? Itachi came in moments later, not saying a word of anything or even greeting his own parents, he kept walking straight into the linen closet, and there was a click as the doors were shut. Okay… then I'll have to deal with those kids! That wife of his is so freaking lazy! She's probably on the couch right now eating Advil or something. Frustration set in. Sasuke better hurry up and show. Maybe he can deal with those children while I get this broth going. Suddenly Fugaku got up. She almost gasped. Spinning around with her large wooden spoon and almost knocking over the vase of flowers.

"Fugaku-kun!" she cried. Silence greeted her, maybe…Fugaku was not really conscience maybe he had been sleeping instead of reading and was now sleep walking. The boys had sleep walked a few times; maybe they had gotten the trait from Fugaku. But now that idea seemed pretty far-fetched he was going through the cabinets looking for something. After some time it seemed he had found what he was looking for. He pulled out a medium-sized bowl and then grabbed some powdered sugar. He was still holding that newspaper in his left hand but it seemed as though it was natural to only be using his right hand for all tasks. He grabbed a wooden spoon and poured some cocoa powder in to the bowl with the sugar. He stirred it a bit, and then grabbed the last carton of milk from the refrigerator; he of course just had to pour it all into the bowl, and then stirred it again. Mikoto was positively afraid to ask what he was doing but decided she would find out in do time.

There was a slam of the door, as she turned to continue to stir the broth.

"I'm home!" called the clearly agitated Sasuke. The screaming from the living room had now ceased entirely and she felt just slightly worried. Sasuke came into the kitchen shortly later. He looked sore.

"Where's Nii-san?" he asked his eyes scanning the room. His mother's eyes led him to the linen closet. Sasuke raised an eyebrow, what had his brother done now? He had noticed Itachi-san's personality had greatly changed ever since those two children had started going nutty. Sasuke went and unlocked the closet. Those children of his were seriously destroying Itachi's hard core attitude. He finally managed to get Itachi through the door and into the living room; the two were tied up with rope.

"What have you done to my children?!" Itachi cried.

"I've helped you regain control," Sasuke smiled, but to Itachi it seemed full of malice and dark intent.

"Little brother, why have you betrayed me?!" he cried. Itachi ran and cut the ropes that bound his two little monsters together. Sasuke seemed to vanish into the darkness.

It utterly disturbed Itachi.

The two little children grabbed on to Itachi's arms and he lifted the two up into the air and carried them over to the couch. Itachi then promptly sat down on his wife's feet while the two plopped down on both sides of him. His wife gave a groan in all the weight from the 3 now sitting on her feet. He reached into the bag his wife had brought for the kids, and pulled out their favorite story. It was called, "Dancing Flowers" and it was a best-selling picture book in Konoha. He read them the book. Then read it again, and it just so happened they wanted an encore. So he read it again, and eventually it came right back to reading it again, and again.

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Fugaku was still stirring that bowl of "stuff". He hummed pleasantly as he stirred it. Sasuke had thus melted through the wall into the kitchen and walked over to Fugaku.

"Father, if it smells good it's probably illegal," he looked at the bowl. "As a police chief you of all should be careful, you might get the family into trouble,"

He gazed into the bowl and nonchalantly reached into the bowl and snagged a taste of it. Fugaku growled, and Sasuke backed away. Fugaku continued to stir the bowl of pudding, as Mikoto called the family to dinner. He picked up the bowl and pushed it into the oven.

Sasuke sat down the farthest away from Fugaku as possible for fear of Fugaku still holding a grudge against him for his taking a taste of whatever he was making, Sasuke couldn't quite tell what it was. But as it was it didn't really matter.

Itachi was the next to come in followed by his two children, and then finally his wife. They said their thanks for the food and began to eat the soup.

"Sasuke-kun," Mikoto began, "You really do need to start looking for a wife," Sasuke coughed and then hammed up his act he went into a display of different tones of hacks and then eventually took his leave from the table. Itachi was a bit concerned by the display and was about to act, (the fatherly attitude was definitely affecting him) but his lazy wife stepped on his foot. Fugaku however, was watching Itachi's children. He came to the conclusion that he was disgusted by how they ate their soup. They took their chopsticks, dropped them in the soup, and then lifted up the bowl and slurped the soup. He sneered at their disturbing behavior, scolded Itachi for not teaching them better, and then he said the un-thinkable.

"You young whippersnappers! No pudding for you!!" he slapped his hand again and again against the table and coughed. Mikoto was astounded, Itachi was angry of the sentencing, his wife didn't really care, and Sasuke peering around the corner and into the kitchen looked somewhat happy, for now that he realized that it was pudding his father had been making he was quite eager to have all the more for himself, for you see there is great interest in pudding in the Uchiha family. After the strange display and everyone else had finished eating their dinner (Sasuke was saving room for pudding), Fugaku stood up and opened the oven and pulled out the bowl of pudding. Sasuke immediately re-entered into the kitchen and sat down and cleared his throat. It was quite strange that Fugaku had put the pudding in the oven, for he had never turned it on, and seemed as though he never had intended to. He put a spoon into the bowl of pudding, and everyone dug in. However, Fugaku though he took great pride in the pudding made sure that the little monsters never got any.

"You whippersnappers, now a days there's no discipline, you gotta learn from yer mistakes, and then take 'em to heart!" he then gave them is whole spiel about how pudding was very important to him, and that they should never disgrace him again by earning the dishonor of not being able to eat his pudding, because of their lack of courtesy.

"Nonsense," Fugaku murmured. "is followed by insanity." The children's eyes were now wide open. "I don't want you turning into Itachi," Itachi scowled, and kicked Fugaku under the table. Fugaku hissed in pain, and the little children laughed, almost scornfully it seemed to Fugaku. He gave them the eye, and threatened to take away all pudding eating privileges under his roof. Fugaku sighed.

"I want some more pudding," Sasuke said, raising his bowl. The bowl of pudding was empty, and Itachi's lazy wife claimed Sasuke and eaten the most. Sasuke blamed the children, and that didn't go to well for Sasuke because like most of the sane people at the table, they knew that the children had been banned of eating the pudding. Sasuke was therefore punished, by Fugaku, and made Sasuke eat several raw eggs. Sasuke left the house that night with the distinct taste of eggs in his mouth that no matter how many times he washed his mouth out the taste would not go away. Itachi and his wife left feeling slightly disappointed that their children hadn't gotten any of the delicious pudding. And the children left without any pudding, much to their displeasing. Fugaku went to sleep that night with the pudding bowl still in his arms. And Mikoto, she went to sleep that night with the thought that maybe she could have Fugaku make some more of that pudding for breakfast.

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