Yo.

My name's Chelsea. I'm a part of the Uchiha-three, in that we practically worship them. There's Leah, Tom, then me.

We are obsessed, we even have nicknames from the greatest Uchiha for ourselves.

Leah is a good person. She's had an awful past though, with an abusive stepfather and no friends until she met Tom and I. Not to mention her mum and little brother died in a car crash when she was 13. Since then she's been a total pacifist, to the point of it being sickening. She has deep eyes, and stands fairly tall for a girl. She's brilliant, but lacks problem-solving abilities. Probably the most sane of us. She has the honor of being Itachi.

Tom isn't a boy- just a girl with a weird name. The reincarnate of what it means to be emo, she'd rather cut off her arm than tell you how she's feeling. A real tom-boy too; if you've heard of a streetfight move, she's probably witnessed it or done it herself. She hides in her shell of glares and witty comebacks, afraid of what might happen if she opens up. Not afraid to step on you to get where she's going! Therefore she is dubbed as (duck-butt) Sasuke.

Me? I'm without a doubt the strongest physically and mentally among us, as well as being freakin' manipulative when the situation calls for it. My problem is that I get carried away in what I'm doing at the moment and thereofre procrastinate like crazy. When I'm pissed off, if you know what's good for you you'll do as I say. No, I'm not Mada-kun. I am the infamous Uchiha clan ancestor, because we could be identical twins. Due to him having no name, they call me Oniisan.

We three act like a family. If one of us is 'out of place', the other two put them back. We were having one such problem now. It was because my usual hyperactive/idiot nature was getting out of hand. Thus resulting in something awful. Being demoted.

We will be going by our nicknames.

"Well, looking at her personality, I would have to say we have to fit her into the 'Tobi' category." My mouth dropped, and as I went to object, Sasuke cut in.

"I agree. I think I've lost a third of my brain cells due to her stupid schemes." It was her turn to be stared at in disbelief.

"WHAT?"

"Stop yelling Oniisan. I'm just saying you don't fit as 'Oniisan' anymore. So as a group, you're being changed to 'Tobi.' All in favor say 'I.'"

"I."

"Noooooo! You can't do this to me!" Sasuke made her usual angsty glare at me.

"Yes, we can."

"I'll take the liberty of getting her a mask." Itachi can not be serious! I twitched, trying to calm down. "Are you alright Tobi?"

"HOW CAN I BE DEMOTED TO TOBI? He's an idiot! A smart, powerful, manipulative idiot, but an idiot! AN OLD IDIOT! I'm not old, I'm sixteen!"

"Look," Sasuke started, "You're Tobi now. Stop giving us lip." I then did something I did very well. I walked away before I choked a bitch.

I walked down the street of my neighborhood, taking in the day, and trying not to flip. Walking along, I suddenly had an idea. A sadistic, awful, splendid idea! A plan began to formulate inside my head when I knocked into some guy on the street, and fell backwards. I almost hit the ground, but the guy grabbed my arm and pulled me back up. I stumbled, shook some dirt off, and actually looked up. I almost fell down again because of the irony. It was a Tobi cosplayer on his (or her) way to an anime con somewhere.

"Hi! Is chiisai Tobi-chan ok? Does chiisai Tobi-chan give hugs?" I blinked. He just called me 'little Tobi'. Kind of stupid, given I wasn't much shorter than him. Hugs?

"Um, I'm fine, thanks. I don't hug strangers."

"No no no no no, that's not how you do it~ silly chiisai Tobi-chan, if you're going to be Tobi, you have to act like ookii Tobi! Ookii Tobi still wants a hug." 'big Tobi'? What the hell?

"Chiisai Tobi-chan has to be LOUD! She has to have FUN! Look at ookii Tobi!" He skipped around like a five year old, singing random off-pitch notes, then skipped towards me and tried to pull me into a hug. I instinctively pulled away, and got ready to run if this creep got any closer.

"Hmmmmm. . . seems chiisai Tobi-chan needs practice! I know! Here, make sure not to lose it!" He reached inside his cloak, and pulled out a mask identical to his, except my facial-size. I took a step backwards, but he just walked forwards. He shoved it in my hands.

"Put it on! Ookii Tobi wants to see if it fits!" I didn't know what to do! This creep just waltzed up to me and started saying this shit like. . . like he had been preparing for it. . . wait, is this Itachi and Sasuke's idea? Oooh, I'm going to kill them! Sasuke probably thinks I can't man up to it! WELL GUESS WHAT? I CAN! I took the mask and put it on. So called 'Tobi' grabbed the edges and pressed them.

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay~ Perfect fit~" He started skipping again. Does this guy ever stop? Whatever drug he's on, I want it!

"Wow. . . Ookii Tobi's a really good Tobi." He stopped, turned to me, and cocked his head. My spine shuddered. I was supposed to match/and or top his idiocy levels?

"Of course!" He replied. I could hear the sugar-rushed enthusiasm in his voice. Now that I thought about it, he was a very convincing cosplayer. He's probably gotten one of those legendary cos-play awards. It started to make sense, before he continued.

"Ookii Tobi's the real Tobi! Of course he's a really good Tobi! Now, ookii Tobi wants chiisai Tobi-chan to practice! Chiisai Tobi-chan has tons of stuff expected of chiisai Tobi-chan! Don't let ookii Tobi down!" I blinked through the one eyehole, and he had completely vanished. I shuddered once more, and decided to forget about it. I had a mask now, meaning it was time for my sweet, sweet revenge!

"'T A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A C H I - S A A A A A A A A A A A A N! ! ! !" I yelled into her ear. She whipped around, only to have me jolt ot the other side and ruffle her hair. She hates it. I love it.

"Where's Sasuke-kun?" She blinked, then eyed me warily.

"You're fitting into your role quite well. . ." I let out a creepy man-giggle. She noticeably twitched.

"Of course~ Ookii Tobi is expecting tons of stuff out of chiisai Tobi!" I continued to giggle, as she prodded me, making sure I was real and not a figment of her shattered childhood.

"Big Tobi? What do you mean?" I glared at her. She could obviously feel it, as she scooted back. Then I giggled and skipped up reaaalllyyy close to her. Then I leaned in my face, so her cheek was almost touching my mask.

"The less you know, the better~" I leaned out again. She seemed pale. MY PLOT WAS WOKRING! They wanted to demote me to Tobi? Fine, I'll act just like Tobi! The evil, yet wonderful thoughts once again filled my head. It was interrupted by Sasuke coming in the door. We're in Itachi's house by the way.

"What the hell is going on? Chelsea, if that's you I swear I'm going to. . ." Sasuke trailed off, seeing the frightened look on Itachi's face. She groaned.

"Take the mask off. You're scaring Itachi." I whined, quite loudly. She glared at me, and though it didn't scare me, I knew she was serious. I tugged at the band; it came off. I began to slide my finger underneath the mask. I couldn't find the edge. I kept feeling downwards, and came to a gap halfway down my jaw. The gap stretched to the same spot of the other side. I gently pulled, but it felt like it was- Damn. The 'ookii Tobi' put glue on the mask!

"Hey, Itachi-san, please help me. The boob who gave me this mask put glue on the edges." She came over, and began to pull.

"This is some glue. . ." Lifitng up some of my hair, my ears almost popped because of her screaming.

"WHAT IS IT? DON'T SCREAM IN MY EAR!" She reeled back, gasping like she was choking on something. Sasuke came over and inspected, and she turned white.

"The mask is attached to your skin!" . . . ?

"Haha, very funny. Now help me get it off."

"I'm not joking! It's melded where it attaches to your face!" I fainted. I know this because I woke up from the floor with Itachi freaking out and Sasuke grabbing her forehead. Sasuke is the problem solver of the group.

"Chelsea. . . where did you get this mask?" I almost fainted again. That guy. . . what the hell did he do to me?

"I got it from this Tobi cosplayer. . . he kept calling me 'chiisai Tobi-chan', and himself 'ookii Tobi', like I was copying him. . ." I explained the whole process to Itachi and Sasuke, who looked more freaked out by the moment.

"W-what if. . . that was the real deal?" Sasuke suggested.

"No way. Tobi's made up. There's no way he was real. Just a sick minded cosplayer." As I said this, a note drifted down from apparently the sky, and made it's way onto my lap. Freezing up for a moment, I grabbed the note and read it.

"Ookii Tobi is real! Don't worry, the mask comes off at 6:30 p.m. everyday! Ookii Tobi made it so chiisai Tobi-chan can put food underneath during the day, but remember to clean it! Ookii Tobi will see you soon, and Ookii Tobi still wants a hug! For proof, Ookii Tobi is sending a summoning scroll! You can summon Ookii Tobi once, but then the scroll will disappear, so be careful how chiisai Tobi-chan uses it!

-Ookii Tobi

xoxoxoxoxo"

I read it out loud, Sasuke immediately grabbed it and inspected it.

"Hmph, I bet this psycho won't send the scroll. . ." As if on cue, the scroll rolled up to my leg. I looked down in fear. Sasuke finally shut up, and Itachi was ready to pass out.

"I bet it doesn't work."

"How do you know that?" Itachi's reasoning was fair. This goon had done something to my mask, hell, it's MELDED WITH MY SKIN! Now he's sent us what seems to be a genuine summon scroll!

"Well, if he's real. . ." I continued with caution, as he was obviously watching us,"I'm not sure if the possibility of realism is scaring me, or the fact an old man keeps wanting to hug me scares me more." Sasuke and Itachi looked blank for a moment, then nodded.

"Yeah, it's probably worse if he's a pedophile." Sasuke put it well. As long as he wasn't attracted to me, I could most likely live with this. If he's real, he's undoubtedly laughing his ass off somewhere in the distance.

"Well, it's about 5:30 now. . . if it comes off, that means he's the real deal." I stopped. Truthfully, I was scared. I was being stalked by some sort of pedo, had an abomination stuck to my face, and hell knows what's going to happen next. Went spent the next hours playing classic Sonic Sega games. The opening logo for 'Sega' keeps scaring me. It freaky! Just for the hell of what happened today so far, we tried the Tail's Doll curse. It didn't work. Itachi's Step mum came out, when she looked at me, all we had to say was cosplay, and she made a nod.

At 6:30 I wasn't paying attention to the clock. The band wasn't around my head, and it simply fell off. Sasuke stared. Itachi gaped. We all swore to never ever tell anyone. I took the scroll and mask with me home. I hid the scroll expertly in an empty shoebox, and told my mum the mask was for cosplay. She nodded.

I went to bed at 8:00, praying that I would wake up and this would all be a dream.