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"Is Sasori-Danna dead, un?" inquired the missing-nin from Iwakagure in a soft, hissing tone, as he continuously jabbed the puppet master at his forehead.
"Ridiculous, Deidara!" the shark-man cautiously whispered, trying not to wake Sasori up, "He's obviously asleep, so who knows what could happen to us if we wake him up!"
They both took another glance Sasori otherwise known as Akasuna no Sasori, the puppet master, Sasori no Danna to Deidara, etcetera.
His head was rested on his desk, piled with puppets and puppet parts and he held a puppet in his hand with a missing arm.
It seemed that he fell asleep while working on it, in the middle of the night.
"…Puppets sleep, un?"
Kisame rolled his fishy-eyes.
Sasori's Dream
"DAAANA!" his partner shrieked in an extended period in his ear, then adding and unnecessary, "Un!"
"WHAT THE HECK!?" was my comeback.
"You're awake, Danna, un!"
"What do you want?"
"Nothing, un!"
Sasori had finally awoken to a long, ear-splitting shout, "DAAANA!" It was Deidara of course, just like his dream. "Un!
"WHAT THE HECK!?" the puppet shouted back.
"You're awake, Danna, un!"
"What do you want?"
"Nothing, un!"
Just like his dream. How annoying.
The puppet master continued to work on his puppet, now he was awake. "Danna, un!"
Sasori didn't answer.
"What'cha doin?"
Sasori didn't answer.
"Un?"
Sasori didn't answer.
"Why are you still working on it?"
Sasori didn't answer.
"Go down to breakfast!" Not that Sasori ever ate.
Sasori didn't answer.
"Un…"
"…Whatever. My Danna is so boring!"
Deidara left.
"…I. Am. Not. Boring." The puppet master gritted his teeth, and stomped out of the bedroom, after the blonde-locked, cerulean-eyed, clay specialist.