Title:
Musketeers
Contest:
Three is a Magic Number
Word
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THE OVERLORD OF ALL THAT IS AWESOME a.k.a Kazu-san
When they were Genins, they dubbed themselves the 'Three Musketeers'. Everywhere they would go, mischief would arise. When they graduated to Chuunin level, Sandaime dared to hope they would calm down. How sadly mistaken he was when he fell at the end of what they would consider their best prank. Years later, they became Tokubetsu Jounins, with a new Hokage to torment.
One sunny morning, they were innocently lounging in front of a closed room in the Hokage tower. Aoba was leaning against the wall, his face buried in a Jutsu book, Genma was flirting with a group of female Chuunins and Raido was looking out the window.
"Is it really going to work a second time? I mean, Godaime-sama must have heard about it…"
"I highly doubt it," was Aoba's calm answer, before a feminine screech filled the room in front of them. Genma turned around in time to see Shizune entering the room hastily. He looked at his accomplices and smiled.
"That's our cue, boys."
Aoba closed his book and motioned to Raido, who winked at the Chuunins before casually walking toward the exit, his team mates in tow. As they turned the corner , the door opened on Tsunade, her now green hair clashing against her angry red face. Konoha's self-proclaimed Three Musketeers could only laugh as they heard her threatening the manhood of whoever had put blue dye in her shampoo.