I lumbered through my doorway, and scooped up Kibeth as I walked. She shuffled into a more comfortable spot and licked my chin. The fuzzy black ball was asleep in my arms in a matter of seconds. Taking care of a puppy is a lot like taking care of a baby. Except it doesn't cry as much.
The smell of bacon wafted to my nose when I came across a large double door. Kibeth squirmed, smelling it too. The door had no handle, so I pushed on it with my boot. Slowly it opened and the defiant smell of bacon and eggs smacked my face like they were thrown to me. Kibeth jumped from my arms and ran to the stove where I could see them sizzling on a frying pan. There was no one else in the room so I took a spatula and first took a piece for Kibeth, then slowly slid one into my mouth. The taste was incredible. Heaven on a strip. When was the last time I had bacon?
"What do you think you're doing with my bacon?" snarled an ugly voice a few feet away. I whipped around and there stood a tall muscular white haired man. Any guesses? Yes, the same man that dug a knife into me just a day ago.
"Well, hi yourself." I said with a mouth full of bacon.
"In case you didn't notice, that's my break face." He scowled, and menacingly stepped over. He snatched the remaining bacon from my hand. "Hey!" I said, as he stuffed it into his mouth.
"What? You don't like that I took back the bacon you stole from me?" he frowned, and turned off the burner.
"No one was here, anyways. And if you're so grumpy about it just tell me where the bacon is, and I'll make more." I said, crossing my arms. I wasn't going to be like him and whine like a child.
"that was the last of it, princess, so if you want any more your either going to have to walk the 10 miles to the store, or find a nice little piggy for yourself to cook up." He growled, and walked out the door with a greasy mouth full of bacon.
"fine." I pouted. "Come on Kibeth, we've got work."
"Hey, where is that new girl?" asked Kisame. He looked around the gloomy living room to the even more gloomy people living in it.
"Last time I saw here she was in the kitchen." said Hidan.
Suddenly the door burst open, and a panting Tracheal came in hauling an entire boar over her shoulder.
"there." The girl panted. "I got… bacon." and collapsed on a nearby sofa. A small black puffy wolf entered the room and lay down next to her.
"When I said, 'get a nice little piggy' I didn't mean to actually get… a bore." stuttered Hidan.
"Well, I got it anyways. So where can I uh, cut him up?" asked Tracheal putting her muddy boots on the arm of the sofa.
"In your workplace, I don't want to have to clean up any blood." muttered Kakuzu, who was just too busy counting money to pay any more attention.
"Workplace it is." said Tracheal, who swung her muddy boots over the coach and lifted the dead animal over her shoulders.
"Wait, how did you kill it?" asked a peculiar blond haired man.
"How… do you think?" replied Tracheal, tapping three bullet holes.
"Oh, yeah. Right." said Deidara.
In a few hours, not only was the kitchen smelling of bacon, but the entire hideout. Ten frying pans weren't even enough to deal with the constant supply of fatty meat.
Each member had their mouth full, or cramming more into it. Kibeth was in puppy heaven, having all the bacon she could gorge on.
The day ended with each and every Akatsuki member (including Itachi) happy, greasy, and about 10 pounds overweight.