When Angels Cry
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
A/N: Haha, this was inspired by my best friend. I think we were trying to make mini pancakes...
and this scenario happened. I'm the one who did the stupid thing, the thing Matsuri did.
You'll see. Please enjoy!
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Chapter XIV
Popcorn
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"Oh! That's the popcorn!" Matsuri exclaimed, standing up off the couch.
Gaara rolled his eyes, watching Matsuri exit the room and into the kitchen. She invited him to a movie night... so what was he supposed to say? No? It's not like he could lie by saying he had something else to do (what was he supposed to do?). Then, suddenly, the scent of... smoke filled Gaara's nostrils?
His eyes widened - was there a fire? (They weren't common in Suna, but they happened once in a blue moon since the land was so dry. They didn't last long, though, because there was really nothing to burn.)
He stood up, "Matsuri, I think-"
"Wa-ah!" Coughs and sputters were heard from the kitchen, and then, "Ugh! The popcorn burnt!"
Gaara entered the kitchen, just to hold his nose in the rotten smell of burnt popcorn. "What did you do? Use a Katon style on it? Wait, scratch that. You can't even pick up a rock."
Matsuri huffed, tossing the putrid bag into the trash, "Shut up! Anyway, the box said to put the bag in for seven minutes..."
Gaara's eyes scanned the kitchen counter, and then spotted the box on the counter. He picked it up, and read the directions, "'Remove plastic covering from the bag. Place the bag right side up and set the bag into the mircrowave on high for..." Gaara sighed.
"What?" She asked, snatching the box from him. "...set the bag into the microwave on high for... Ahahahahahahahaha!" Matsuri burst into a fit of laughter.
She added an extra zero on the timer. The box said '...on HIGH for 0:70 seconds.'
Gaara sighed, "I have no idea why you're laughing... Your apartment is going to smell like smoke for weeks."