Okay, I thought of this in the middle of the night, so if it sounds looney, it probably is...As you might have figured out by now, I don't own any of the characters in this story...
It was a strange, box-shaped device sitting in the kitchen.
And Neji hated it.
From the very moment he saw it, he'd known it was evil. It had done nothing to prove him wrong.
It burned the poptarts on the outside, and left them cool on the inside. It exploded the pot pie.
And now, he was glaring at it, deciding what to do with it. It was made of metal and plastic, so he couldn't burn it, it was electric, so he couldn't just smash it..."Neji, why are you glaring at the microwave?" Tenten asked inquisitively, interupting his thoughts.
"None of your concern." He answered coldly. Tenten shrugged and left.
Where was he? Oh yes, he couldn't burn it, and he couldn't smash it..."Neji! Where are the poptarts?!" Lee yelled, once again interupting Neji's thoughts.
"They are in the cupboard with all the rest of the snacks, Lee." Neji replied, his voice dripping with annoyance.
Now, what had he been thinking before he had been so rudely interupted? Right, no burning, no smashing..."Neji?"
"What!?" He snarled. Tenten looked surprised. "Are...you feeling okay, Neji?" She asked. Neji looked livid.
" YOU INTERUPTED ME TO ASK IF I WAS OKAY?!!!!" He yelled.
Tenten's eyes widened. "Lee! Come quickly, Neji's gone insane!" She called. " We must keep him from hurting himself!"
Lee came bounding in with half a poptart hanging out of his mouth. " Yosh! A Youthful idea, Tenten!" He cried.
Both attacked Neji, and after a long struggle managed to get him tied to a chair in the living room.
" I'm not insane!" Neji yelled, but his yelling was in vain. Lee and Tenten had decided to take a walk, to give him some privacy.
This was all that microwave's fault! He knew it was evil! What should he do when he got out? He couldn't smash it, or burn it...maybe he could throw it at certain teamates of his...
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