The scorpion, and the puppet
Sasori opened his eyes. He rose from his bed, and yawned. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. He could barely see. His eyes refused to see properly. He blinked twice. His door creaked he looked in the doors direction, and could make out a blurry figure entering his room. His vision began to clear up, slowly.
"Mother? Is that you?" Sasori asked.
"Your finally awake, huh?" Said a soft loving voice, sasori knew that voice anywhere. It was his mother. His vision cleared up. He saw his mother standing in the doorway of his room. She was wearing a green robe, with a white scarf.
"Mom? why did you...?
"Your grandmother's waiting downstairs, she has a gift for you." His mother said smiling.
"Really?" He asked, ripping his cover off.
"Yeah! if youre gonna become a ninja some day you might want this gift."
Sasori Ripped of his shirt and put on a black robe, that went down to his waste. And put on black pants. He slipped his feet into his shoes and ran downstairs. He had never gotten a gift before, especially one that would help him become a shinobi! He hit the last stair and ran as fast as possible into the main room. His grandmother sat in the main room, in a couch. His father sat beside her.
"Sasori." His grandmother exclaimed in delight. "I have something for you." she said reaching into a bag beside her. She handed Sasori a black box. The box was about an inch taller than Sasori.
"wow it sure is big, huh, Granny Chiyo?" Sasori said admiring the box
"Yes it is, sasori" his grandmother replied, kneeling down to Sasori's height.
She grabbed the lid of the box, and pulled it off. Inside the box was a puppet the puppet was small for a puppet. It had looked as if the wood had been worn out.
"Do you like it sasori?" his grandmother asked
"Yes granny Chiyo, but what is it for?"
"Ahhh" his grandmother said "Good question, im going to teach you how to control a puppet with your charka"
"REALLY?!" Sasori Yelled in excitement. He had no idea why he was so excited.
Yet he knew somehow, that he was going to love this.
"How could I do that?" sasori asked.
"It's easy I'll be teaching you that."
Sasori's father got up
"Your going to take good care of that right?" His father asked in a firm tone
"Of course" Sasori Replied ripping the puppet from its box.
His father began to walk upstairs.
Sasori laid the puppet on the floor admiring it even closer.
He ran his finger through one of the many joints on the puppet arm.