Baker

Baker

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"I thought I was the baker?"

"There's blood on your apron. I don't think that came from a croissant." –The Musketeer

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Kushina and Minato cautiously entered the room, almost afraid to come into the house. When they came in, however, the living room was spotless. They continued through the house, each room perfectly clean. The final one was the kitchen and when they entered, Kushina nearly leapt back from the mess.

The counters and floor were covered in flour and batter, something gooey was steadily dripping from the ceiling. There was a puddle of chocolate sauce in the center of the floor, in the middle of which were three boys.

One was glancing up at him with dark eyes, hair color hard to know from the mess in it. His clothes were dirty and drippy and he held a large pan in his dusty hands.

Another was a slightly shorter boy with brilliantly blue eyes smiling up at him. The hair color looked a dark chocolate brown, but little patches of gold peeked out here and there. He held the large bottle of chocolate.

The last one was taller and a teenager. All that was visible was a single dark eye, flour and a mask hiding his features. Silver locks had patches of ashy white and cream all over it.

"Kakashi, what happened?" Minato asked, looking at his student.

"They wanted to bake you something for your anniversary," At Minato's piercing look, he continued, "They used the Bambi eyes on me!"

Minato put an exasperated hand to his forehead. "What's Mikoto going to say? You three take a bath and we'll clean this up."

Naruto came up and hugged each of his parents in turn, leaving a powdery outline on their clothes. He grinned up at them and said, "Happy anniversary!"