Hello my lovlies! I GOT A MUFFIN! YAYZ! This chapter is quite random and it has very cruel humor, but even I laughed when writing this, so maybe you guys will like it.

I don't own NARUTO

Kimiko's POV

Due to all the vaccinations we received, we all became quite ill. I was the worst, considering that I got 8. It was quite painful to walk, and I was bedridden, where I was happy to be. The chicken was now in the corridor where our bedrooms were. And he was still a doctor! With a machete, which made him look just plain weird, but he didn't seem to care, considering his plans to kill me for world domination. I heard his little chicken thoughts, and they were occasionally interrupted by thoughts of little hens, but that's none of my business…

I was throwing up my guts, and EVERYTHING was coming up. I mean, as soon as I ran out of bile, my spleen came up, either that, or it was my gum. And for once in my life, I was seriously hungry. But, the second any food or drinks hit my stomach, it would come back up. It was actually quite hilarious, because there's always that one part of your brain that's having a freakin' good time. After a good heave, you just wanna laugh a little. I have no idea how I came to that conclusion, it must have occurred to me after I threw up the medicine that was supposed to help. That's when I accepted death and decided to have a good laugh before I died from malnutrition. I don't even know how throwing up could be a reaction to the shots, but there's a lot I still don't know about medics, so I didn't question it too seriously. I found that I somehow had to go to the bathroom, even though I hadn't digested anything in the past 24 hours, but I reluctantly decided to go anyway, as there wasn't anything better to do.

Everyone else only had colds, which WAS NOT FAIR AT ALL. I was the good one. Sure, I cried and passed out during my vaccinations and I had a nervous breakdown in the waiting room, but I wasn't doing anything wrong! Tobi gave his doctor a heart attack and all Tobi got was a lousy cold! Hidan had to be knocked out for him to hold still during his vaccinations, and all he got was a cold. It was absolutely unfair, that is until I figured out why.

Maybe the guy at Dairy Queen put a curse on me!

It was a possibility, but it was too late to do anything about it.

Konan tried to give me more medication for the constant and violent vomiting, but I managed to throw myself under a nearby couch until backup arrived (by backup, I mean Ghost and Shadow, but they were the only ones I could summon from under a couch at the moment…). They knocked down a few pots and pans in the kkitchen, which led to Konan leaving the room to investigate, which led to my escape. Ghost and Shadow escaped through a heating duct, and made it back to my room, where I accidently threw up on them, which led to a cat fight, which led up to a complicated series of events that eventually led up to a truce, me under another sofa and the cats strapped to the back of toilets, Tobi calling the shots, wearing a hat made out of paper.

At dinner, someone duct taped me to my chair, and I was forced to watch everyone else eat. Zetsu was eating outside because there was a fungus growing around the injection site and he was shedding it everywhere, so we banished him to the backyard until the shedding stopped.

It was torture to watch everyone else eat, while I was starving to death.

"You guys have no idea how good you have it…" I muttered to myself, an anime raincloud forming over my head.

"WHY AM I DUCT TAPED TO MY CHAIR?" I asked, wiggling a little to see if I could get free in any way.

"We wanna see how long you can last before you beg for the medicine." Konan said, taking a bite of chicken and wild rice.

"TOBI IS A GOOD BOY!" Tobi yelled, appearing next to me.

I screamed and tipped back in my chair, which was twice as scary because I couldn't make any attempts to grab something, or attempt to catch myself.

"WHY NOW?" I yelled, the raincloud getting bigger.

I laid down there, stuck in one position. It was cold and unforgiving down there, but it was better than watching other people eat. After dinner, everyone left the room, leaving me in there… alone… taped to a chair… Eventually, Hidan came back to the dining room, mainly because it's the only way to get to the kitchen, where he planned to get a snack. As he was walking by, he found me, still on the floor.

"What are you doing on the floor?" He asked, crossing his arms and looking down at me.

"I'M FREAKIN' DUCT TAPED TO THE CHAIR!" I yelled, a pained expression on my face.

"Oh… Right…" He said, an anime sweatdrop forming on the back of his head.

"Please untie me or I will explode. That happens to me sometimes…" I said, giving him my anime sad face.

"Sure." He said, whipping out a kunai and cutting off the tape.

"Can I ride with you please? I'm weak with hunger and I'm all stiff from lying on the floor for a few hours." I said, trying to stand up.

"Yeah, whatever…" he said, picking me up.

We went into the lounge room, mainly because it was routine to go in there after any meal.

"You're hitchhiking again?" Pein asked, rubbing one of hid eyes for no particular reason, a smile on his face.

"Well, what else was I supposed to do? Considering the fact I WAS FREAKING TAPED TO A CHAIR AND LEFT TO DIE IN THERE! And I was weak from hunger, so I couldn't do much except sit there and yell for help which DID NOT COME." I said, wanting to hit each one of them besides Hidan upside the head.

I saw anime sweatdrops of embarrassment on everyone's heads. Leader-Sama started to apologize, but I snapped him off and gave him the hand, then I went to bed, where I was sure I was gonna die.

'At least when I do, they'll feel guilty for what they did.' I thought to myself, climbing into bed and dosing off.

'Luckily, I keep my will and final testament written in my notebooks, in the increasingly likely event I do die…' I thought, closing my eyes, a smug little smile plastered to my face.

"off to the valley of the shadows…" I muttered before dozing off.

Was it funny? Sad? Both? Don't worry, she's not gonna die... OR IS SHE?... REVIEW OR WE'LL COME AND DUCT TAPE YOU TO A CHAIR AND STEAL YOUR SKITTLES! THEN WE SHALL EAT THEM IN FRONT OF YOU! REVIEW!