Wiping the chocolate syrup off the front of her shirt, Tenten seethed and twitched at the thought of the chocolate-syrup gun wielding Sai. Sai was their distant cousin, but they had somewhat ended up pretty close. So when she let him in their house, the first thing he had done was sprayed her whole shirt with yummy, fudge, chocolate syrup. And so, hiding in the kitchen, Tenten loaded her two Mega water-guns with cheese (the red one) and Sprite (the blue one). Tenten heard someone approaching, and peeking outside of the sliding door, it was Sai sure enough, still holding his chocolate gun and a bottle of Hershey's Chocolate syrup, which was still very full, unfortunately. She aimed her Sprite gun at his unsuspecting back, and pressing the sturdy plastic pump trigger, it went ZHHAAA! He was soaked in the sweet fly-attracting goodness of soda pop. Sai threw the doors open and Tenten shot the cheese one instead, so he was now covered with cheese and sticky soda. He twitched, his fake smile turning evil with sharp teeth.
"So that's how you IS! Hyaa!" He squirted her with more chocolate, and right when she was going to retaliate, they were both smacked to the floor by the plastic bat she threw out the window a few days ago, by none other than a pissed off Shikamaru.
"You two…. "grabbing both Sai and Tenten by the backs of their shirts, he threw them unsparingly on the crimson red (Tenten and Sai said it would look awesome with black) couch, while the other couch was already occupied. The annoying zits on the face of her life, the populars, were sitting there, looking amazed at the 2 idiots on the other couch.
Sai whispered to her and her to him, while they still clutched the large kiddy arsenal. "Let's go."
"Pow! Pow! Pow! Buuurn, baby, buurn!" They said simultaneously while they fired the wanna-be weapons in the unsuspecting faces of the sissies that sat across them.
"KYAAAH! My extensions are falling off!" Tenten and Sai snickered, crawling into the dining room while no-one (they shot at Shikamaru too) was watching. Before they could escape, however, a pair of hands belonging to the said Deer-man dragged them back to a group of very, very, angry people.