Kiba
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I do own me, S.E., the rabid elephantand George the pair of sunglasses.
I got REALLY MAD at a review I got from an anonymous reviewer. I'm going to answer them:
Chibi (anonymous reviewer)- What makes you think I'm on drugs? I'm NOT on drugs. I'm actually a smart, intelligent person who has a sense of humor. And I DON'T HAVE A MEDICATION, DAMMIT! Second, I am NOT BASHING THEM! I said I MIGHT be bashing them, but I wasn't sure. It's humor, I'm making them be tortured and ''bashed'' as YOU say only for pure entertainment. Third, this is a HUMOR fic. If you don't think this is funny, fine. Leave me and my stories alone! Got that?
I HATE people who are like that. Luckily, I was cheered up by more reviews saying it was funny. I hope I never, EVER get reviews like that again!
"Shikamaru came out of the hospital today," S.E.'s boss told her.
"So?"
"You might want to watch out."
"Uh…okay."
The boss left and S.E. continued on.
"Hi! I'm S.E. and I'll be your announcer for Know Your Stars: Naruto Style! Our new victim-cough cough- guest is none other than Inuzuka Kiba! And his dog, Akamaru!" S.E. called out to where Kiba and his dog were coming in.
"So…why am I here?" Kiba asked.
"Because. You got that invitation, REMEMBER?" S.E. said.
"….oh…."
"Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars."
"…."
"Kiba…in his past life….he was a turkey sandwich…."
Kiba looked at her with a confused look.
"I'm pretty sure I wasn't a turkey sandwich. Right, Akamaru?" Kiba asked his dog.
"Poor guy…he doesn't even remember his meaty self…." S.E. sighed.
"What?"
"I bet you died because someone ate you."
"You're not making any sense! That's lies!" Kiba raised his voice.
"……..grrrr….." Akamaru growled.
"That's right, Akamaru!"
"Kiba…..he's allergic to dogs…."
Kiba looked shocked.
"I am NOT allergic to dogs! I have a dog! See? SEE!" He angrily pointed to Akamaru sitting on his head.
"Poor guy….he's so allergic, he's having delusions…one of my favorite characters is going mad!" S.E. cried.
"I AM NOT GOING MAD! I'M NOT ALLERGIC TO DOGS, I WAS NEVER A TURKEY SANDWICH AND…." Kiba couldn't think of what else he was mad at.
"Kiba….his best friend is a pair of sunglasses…."
"What?"
"Your sunglasses. It's your friend, right?"
"No! I don't have any friends who are sunglasses!" Kiba yelled.
"His name is George….right?"
"Wrong! First you say I was a turkey sandwich, then you say I'm allergic to dogs and NOW you say my best friend is a pair of sunglasses?"
"Poor, poor Kiba. He was forced to become friends with George…"
"That's it! I am leaving!" Kiba shouted.
"Make sure you don't get near those dogs….you might get hives...or worse!"
"Stop saying that!"
"Now you know the once-turkey-sandwich, dog allergic and a sunglasses's best friend inu trainer."
"LIAR!"
"Now you know….Inuzuka Kiba…." S.E.'s voice began to fade away.
"I'm baaaack! This time, it's my turn, RIGHT?" Lee popped out of nowhere.
"STOP POPPING UP OUT OF NOWHERE, LEE!" S.E. screeched.
"But I-,"
"LEAVE! Or I'll sic the rabid elephant on you!"
He walked away, mumbling.
"I hate you S.E.!" Kiba yelled.
"Don't hate, appreciate!" S.E. rhymed.
"Come back down here! We'll settle this now! I'll fight you!"
"Make sure you don't hurt your turkey sandwich self, Kiba," S.E. laughed.
"Grrrrrr….."
S.E.: Who should I torture next?
Chi: I dunno
Natasha: Me neither
S.E.: You guys are no fun!