This one is our original Sims Crack. It's tiny and short and deal. There's nothing else to be told here. Yet. ;D

"I want a puppy. Can I have a puppy?"

Deidara grit his teeth. "No, you can't have a puppy. You already have a bird."

Sakura pulled a face. True, she had wanted the bird. But now it's newness was passed and she didn't care anymore. Besides, who names a bird 'Clay Bird?' Her daddy, apparently. No, the new thing was a puppy. Or a kitty. But mostly a puppy.

Ooo, maybe both!

"Why can't I have a puppy?" she whined, trailing after one of her fathers as he walked downstairs to the first floor of their house.

"Because they dig holes and destroy the furniture and are nothing but a bother." He snapped in reply, bare feet padding across the wood floor to the kitchen's stone one. Deidara was feeling a bit peckish, but mostly foul tempered and angry at the world. His second pregnancy was being more difficult on him then their daughter's had been. He had been constantly sick during the first part of it, and now that he was showing he was continually exhausted and grouchy. The stone ninja got the feeling that things were only going to get worse from here on out.

Sakura pouted at that answer. "Dad would've said yes!"

"Yes, well, Dad isn't here right now, is he?"

No, he wasn't. 'Dad' was off downtown buying new clothes for Sakura. Something about no daughter of his being caught dead in jeans, a tshirt and an apron.

"Besides, Dad would agree with me. No puppies. Not happening."

"What about a kitty?"

Deidara loosed an exasperated sigh. "No! No kitties either. No pets other then Clay Bird. And maybe a fish. I'm not putting up with that. And where would we put everything they need?"

His daughter sulked at that, plopping down on one of the kitchen chairs and folding her arms over her chest as she glowered at the table. Then an idea dawned on her and the wicked, plotting grin of a child spread across her face. "Daddy?" she started sweetly, sliding off the chair and looking at 'Daddy.'

"What is it now? I've already said no more pets." Deidara's back was to his daughter, and as such didn't see the malicious look of a child with a plot.

"What 'bout a deal?" She asked cautiously, voice still sweet and ploying.

"What sort of a deal?"

The plotting grew wider. "If I get an A+ on my report card, can I have a puppy?"

Deidara snorted. Not at the fact of his daughter getting an A+ but, well... at the fact of his daughter getting an A+. She loved working, yes, but absolutely hated her homework. More often then not she came home with a reminder from her teachers about her over-due homework. "I suppose so."

And then he heard the evil tone in her voice. And then he turned around and saw the grin. And then it was far too late, for Sakura was already holding up a report card with a bright red A+ written on it. That malicious grin never once left her face.

Deidara groaned and raised a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. How had he not seen this coming?

Sakura squealed and dashed across the room where she knelt down and picked up the tiny, pure white puppy. She held the puppy, Suki, almost at arm's length, not quite sure how to hold her yet. But that didn't phase either girl, who squealed and giggled, or dog, who barked happily at the attention.

"How," Deidara groaned, a hand on his temple, "Did I get tricked into this madness?"

Xigbar grinned and hooked an arm around the other's waist. "Face it, babe. You're just loosing your touch."

Deidara glared daggers at the Sharpshooter. Xigbar chuckled and kissed him on the cheek as their daughter and dog squealed and barked and squirmed.