Sorry for the wait!
Screw you all!
Your voice of Reason.
"Itachi?" Kisame called angrily.
A groggy Uchiha with a sleep-disheveled head walked, or nearly fell, down the stairs. "WHAT? IT'S 5 PM!! I'M FUCKING SLEEPING!!"
"Why is there sushi in the fridge?! (1)" He roared.
Itachi sighed. "Because sushi is tasty, and besides, it's not anyone we know."
"Oh? THEN WHERE HAS ERIC GONE? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU, ITACHI, I EVEN GOT A FISH LICENSE FOR HIM!!!" Kisame roared once more.
"Eric is your cat. You can't make sushi with a cat."
"No, the other Eric!"
"Your dog? Your dog, Eric? You can't make sushi with a dog either."
"THE OTHER ERIC!"
"You have another Eric?"
"Yes, he's an halibut."
"He's a what?"
"He. Is. An. Halibut. I chose him out of thousands; I didn't like the others. They were all too flat."
"You got a fish license for him?"
"Yep."
"They don't exist."
"Yes they do!"
"Cat licenses don't exist either."
"OH? Then what is this?" Kisame handed Itachi a piece of paper.
"It's a dog license with the word 'dog' crossed out and 'cat' written in green crayon."
"NAH-AH!! HERE, HOW ABOUT THIS?" Kisame handed another piece of paper to Itachi with a smug grin.
"It's a dog license with the word 'dog' crossed out and 'cat' written in green crayon, and the word 'cat' is crossed out and 'fish' is written in purple crayon."
"What's a crayon?"
"I'm not sure."
(1) I got this idea from my other story, Naruto Chatroom. Chappie 2.
Nara : Okies, I was watching 'Fish License' by Monty Python, and I just HAD to put it in a chappie. Only I tweaked it a bit. Also, sorry for not updating for so long! Omg, already 76 comments! I'm sooooooooooooooooooo happpy!
Editor : You shouldn't be.
Nara : AND WHY NOT?
Editor : Tobi's eating your couch.
Nara : AGAIN?! (Drags Tobi off couch and smacks him a few times.)
Tobi : Gomen, Nara-hime!
Nara : YOU BETTER BE SORRY, YOU NO GOOD PIECE OF DONKEY-(bleeeep)ING HORSE-(bleeeep)!
Editor : Thank Kami for the bleep button.
Nara : WHERE THE (bleep) DID YOU FIND THE BLEEP BUTTON?!
Editor : Nowhere, nowhere.
I am there, but you don't see me.
I give you advice, but you don't know me.
And I will drop by to see you again.
For I am Your voice of Reason.