Annoy
"Would you two quit talkin' in all Japanese?!" Chipp raged indignantly, bright red eyes narrowed on his two friends. "You guys know I can't keep up, I don't know that much yet!"
"That's the point," Baiken drawled, taking a long draw from her pipe. She wasn't even looking at him. The redhead breathed out the smoke, adding, "Shithead gaijin."
"I'm not a gaijin!"
"Well... Chipp, you really are," Anji said calmly, a sheepish grin on his face. When the albino ninja whirled on him with a look that clearly pleaded You Should Be On My Side, the dancer continued, "The word just means somebody not from Japan."
"Which you're not," Baiken tacked on, a hint of vicious amusement in her voice. Chipp bristled, drawing himself up to his full height.
"You wanna take this outside, cyclops?" he snapped, conveniently forgetting that calling the swordswoman such a thing could quite possibly end with him dead. Baiken's lone eye narrowed furiously, the redhead rising to her feet much faster than she should be able to. Anji was up just as quickly, stepping between his two friends to keep them from killing one another.
"Chipp," he said, tone carefully polite and neutral, "please just wait for us outside for a minute, okay?"
The ninja left the room stiffly, sitting outside the door for a moment and listening as Baiken raged. Anji's voice drifted through the door, little more than a soothing murmur, and the woman's angry ranting slowed and stopped. Time passed. Chipp grew impatient quickly, going from tapping his foot to trying to listen through the door to pacing to throwing shuriken at the opposite wall. And then he had an Idea.
Chipp's ideas were rarely good ones, but he tended to think them brilliant.
Ninja skills were amazingly useful when you wanted to sneak into a room and spy on your friends.
Cloaked in invisibility, the American ninja crept along the wall, carefully listening to try and pick up on what Anji and Baiken were trying to keep a secret from him. Whatever it was, Baiken seemed completely uninterested and Anji seemed excited. It wasn't until he was practically at the table that he noticed that they were still jabbering away in their native tongue, far too fast for him to keep up or understand completely. He thought he caught his name in there somewhere, maybe 'party', but that was just a guess. But he still took it to mean there was a party and he wasn't invited.
His bristling at that was nothing compared to the bristling he did when Baiken growled, "We know you're there, dumbass."
"What the fuck, you guys?!" Chipp snapped, dropping his invisibility with a slight pop noise. "What party and why can't I go?!"
Anji sighed, shaking his head. Baiken rolled her eye and cast an exasperated look at her fellow Japanese. "I told you it wasn't worth trying to plan a surprise birthday party for this dipshit."