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"You used genjutsu on our baby?!"
Madara backs away slowly while Hashi's chakra flares, the strength of her killing intent all but flattening the entire room. "It was just to help her sleep," Madara says, but her chakra flares and she is nothing but two red eyes and a black silhouette, her hair whipping violently upward by gusts of fiery chakra.
Tobirama is at their doorstep, about to deliver Hashi some papers, when a part of Madara's Susanoo crashes through the door.
"You two are incompetent," Tobirama says, and he pulls the baby to his chest, surveying the damage - his sister, obviously fraught and sleep-deprived, while Madara instinctively reacts to the threat of looming violence by reflexively activating his Sharingan. "Let me take her."
Hashi protests, "But she needs to nurse, you can't take her!"
Tobirama snaps, "I'm doing it before you two accidentally destroy the village. Look at your house," Tobirama says, and they look at the upturned furniture and bits of detritus. Random tree trunks jut through the floor, peppering the house.
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"You look like him," Tobirama says to the baby. He frowns. "How unfortunate. You will grow to be an ugly woman."
The baby yawns, then stretches, opening its tiny rosebud mouth.
