Ugh, they just keep getting shorter... it's 10:00 at night... Things get crazy at 10:00 PM... Like partying with your poodle, and jamming out to Smash Mouth... I'm going off the deep end! XD

Kisame walked down a hall to his room. He was tired of being nagged by Deidara to try to find out who this Pretender guy was.

He opened his door and lay his sword to the side of his bed, then laid down.

He looked at his pet piranha, Chomper.

Or at least wanted to. Chomper's bowl was empty.

"Chomper!" Kisame shouted, then got up to look for him.

His head hit something hard, and he looked up.

He was immediately blinded by a mirror that had a flashlight hitting it. He stumbled backwards, grabbing at the door knob. Since his vision was currently all black, he didn't notice the duck taped facing upwards on the handle with a piece of string that had super glue on the end of it. His hand stuck to the door, which resulted in the string sticking to his hand, then pulled his hand away at the feeling of something sticky. He tripped over his sword, which resulted in pulling the string, which turned on the fan, which started sending gallons of super glue across his room, soon followed by fish scales. But these weren't regular fish scales, these were month old fish scales that were scaled from rotting fish, than soaked in seagull poo.

"What the _ smells?" Kisame shouted, regaining his vision.

He saw his nightmares come true.

Millions of fish scales were thrown across the room, all landing on super glue that was in piles somewhere.

He noticed a note that was sticking to a gloop of sticky glue on one of his walls. He got up and took it off and read it.

You just got pretended! I hope it was a terrible experience. Your fish is currently swimming in the sewers of New York, and has most likely been eaten by a sewage gator, 30 feet long. Have a good rest of the day!

With Love,

The Pretender