Demi: hello I'm back everyone

Tart: me too

Demi: Tart where did u get the ice cream

Tart: no where

Demi: ok do the disclaimer

Tart: Demi doesn't own TTM

Taruto's pov:

" Woah this place is huge" I said in awe " Maybe this has some good things" Kisshu said " Oh get over it, it's just a house" Pai said rolling his eyes. Me and Kisshu stuck out our tongues at him. " So mature" he said still rolling his eyes.

" They see me rolling and they hatin" I said and went in to find my room but I still can hear Kisshu laughing his butt of. I walk down the endless hallway, man this is taking forever but I finally find my room. My room is huge, it has a desk,a king size bed,a bed post, my own bathroom, and the best part a balcony. And everything in here are my favorite colors, black and red.

After I put all my stuff away I have a mini heart attack when Pai calls me down "Taruto we got the supples for dinner come down" I forget I wasn't alone then I blush and go down to the kitchen which takes me a hour.

" Ahh here is our little cook master" Kisshu says which makes me blush more but I know why he said that well I am the best cook here for a 11 year old but he wants me to make his favorite dessert." Kisshu just stop I will decide what dessert we're having" I said "ok dokki" Kisshu says. "Ok leave both of you or do I have to hit you guys with frying pan again" I say which makes their eyes go wide and leave like lighting " Time to get to work" Then I start cooking.

After dinner I go to my room and finish hanging my pictures. "Taruto Deep brown is here" Pai says at the door with Kisshu by his side. "Don't you mean Deep shit". Which makes Kisshu laugh and Pai trying not to laugh. "Yes Deep shit is in his little toilet throne" Pai said which made me laugh and Kisshu harder who can't breathe, and Pai laughing. "Ok that's good for know lets go" Pai says turning to leave "Hai" me and Kisshu say at the same time while trying not to laugh but epic failing.

Demi: hope u enjoy that sorry it's short

Tart: Good now can u please take care of the old hag now

Demi: what is she doing

Tart: having a sugar rush

Demi: ok please R&R