Disclaimer: Kabuto and Oro-sama aren't mine.
Orochimaru wasn't quite sure how to approach the subject. In all honesty it was embarrassing asking for help, he hated it, but this feeling wasn't going to go away. Something he had done so often before was now near impossible alone. The problem was his hands; the Third had taken away their use, making these matters difficult. The more he thought about it the more he wanted it, and so he thought about it more. A vicious circle had been created, something had to be done. He took a deep breath and summoned Kabuto. He wouldn't mind lending a hand; Kabuto had been more than willing to help his master previously.
"What is it Orochimaru-sama?" Kabuto asked, unaware of what was going to be required of him.
Orochimaru licked his lips and took a step towards the young shinobi, a smile spreading across his mouth.
"Kabuto, I need you to help me with something." his voice reflected the relief of not having to wait any longer, "Open this jar of jam for me."