Of Build-A-Bear and Maxwell House
Kankuro yawned and poured himself a mug of coffee. He sipped it slowly, as it was hot. He occasionally adjusted his "kitty hat" as Temari often called it. "Such a peaceful morning…" he muttered, before adding "until Gaara gets up…"
And guess what? Loud noises started to come from upstairs, and the occasional word that not even Kankuro knew. His brother stomped down the stairs holding a build-a-bear. Temari soon followed. Kankuro decided not to ask about the bear, but instead offered them a cup of coffee each. "No thanks." Temari yawned, "It gives me the squits."
Kankuro's face looked a little something like: OO;
Gaara narrowed his eyes. "Is it…Maxwell HHHouse?"
Kankuro nodded.
"Is it….low caffeine?"
Kankuro nodded. Again.
"Does it have…a contest form to win a free trip to build-a-bear workshop?"
Kankuro nodded and sweatdropped.
Gaara narrowed his eyes even more.
"Is the care bear mug…still in the dishwasher?"
Kankuro sighed and opened a cupboard. The first thing he saw when he opened it was a big, obnoxious yellow bear staring him straight in the eye. It sent shivers down his spine, that mug. Gaara seemed fine with it.
Kankuro poured coffee into the mug until it nearly overflowed, and handed it with a shaking hand to Gaara.
Then, with no warning, Gaara's build-a-bear turned its head around 360 degrees and its eyes glowed an evil red. Kankuro, not even stopping to realize that it was probably programmed to do that, screamed like a Japanese school girl and dropped the mug, splashing the boiling contents all over his brother and staining his bear a sort of "poop-brown".
The bear went back to normal, but not before it let out a menacing laugh.
Gaara twitched and clenched his fists. Temari hid behind a chair, and Kankuro balled up in the corner.
"You…stained my bear…"
Kankuro looked around desperately.
"Wait! Gaara! I'll get you a new bear! Maybe we won the contest!"
Gaara's eyes lit up, and he pounced onto the jar. He dug through the coffee powder until he felt a slip of paper. He looked at it, and he fainted. Kankuro and Temari bent down over the Gaara's motionless body and took the paper.
"We won second prize." Temari said. Kankuro read over her shoulders. The paper read:
"You've won SECOND PRIZE! It is…
Icha Icha Paradise Volume II, with interviews with the creator! Yes that's right, Jiraiya!
Grand Prize-Free build-a-bear workshop trip
First Prize-Meet the nearest Hokage to you
Second Prize- Icha Icha Paradise Volume II, with interviews with the creator
Gaara finally came to. "We didn't win the teddy…"
Veins started popping in his forehead, and he twitched uncontrollably. Soon he looked like he was having a seizure.
Kankuro turned to Temari.
"Sis, get the tranquilizer. Maybe the Shotgun, just in case."