Woohoo!!!
Third chappie's up, people!!!
Enjoy!!!!!
Disclaimer: Do I have to state the obvious? I don't own Naruto, and never will... sobs in a corner
Due to only one person suggesting who the pictures would be of (coughcough Pyro Dragon coughcough!!), the piccies will be of... well, read and find out. Not that it'll be a surprise... Coughs hesitantly
Me: The third chappie's finally up! Now people will (hopefully) review!!
M.k: ...And the significance of this is...?
Me: ...I DUNNO! smiles stupidly
M.k: Shut up, will you?
Me: ...You're mean.
M.k: I know.
Me: Meanie.
M.k: ...
Me: Meanie.
M.k: ...You can stop, you know...
Me; Meanie.
M.k: sighs
Me: Meanie.
M.k: Just read, will you people? This could take a while...
Me: Meanie.
M.k: Shut UP ALREADY!
Me: ...
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He was surrounded! Never had he seen so many pictures! They had to be everywhere!! It looked like, to him, that Itachi hadn't cleaned his room for at LEAST three months, there were so many pictures!
And how did he get so much, anyway...?
Sasuke felt overwhelmed, seeing so many pictures of Linkin Park...
He began spinning around frantically, searching for a means of escape, but wherever he turned, more pictures loomed!
Sasuke began to foam at the mouth, eyes bugging out, as he searched, frantically, for a means of escape from this confusing nightmare.
AND ALL THESE PICTURES HAD TO BE OF THE SINGER HE WASN'T ALLOWED TO LISTEN TO YET!!!!
Aw, maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan... And he really, really, reeeaaally wanted to listen to one of their songs! But, alas, he wasn't allowed. As we told you. Before.
"IIITAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLPPPPPP MMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE(gasp)EEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(Wheeze, wheeze...)" He screamed at the top of his lungs, the force of the yell propelling him over onto the bed that belonged to... DUN DUN DUN!!!
ITACHI!!!
And, on it were...
Pictures of Linkin Park. Sewed. Onto. The. Quilt.
Was there no end to this madness???????
He began flailing his arms around frantically, eventually trapping himself in the Linkin Park-dedicated quilt.
He later named it the Quilt of Doom. For good reason, in his eyes.
We'll never really understand him.
"MMMMMPPHHHHHHH!!!!! IIIIIITTTTAAAAAAACCCCCHHHHHIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!" He barely managed to scream, getting quilt in his mouth.
(We cut to a shot of Itachi vacuuming the... Kitchen, listening to... DUN DUN DUUN!!
Linkin Park.)
Itachi gracefully swept the... Vacuum cleaner over the vinyl tiles of the kitchen, humming to the tune of one of Linkin Park's songs. "Hmm, hmm, hmm, yeah, baby! Wooooaah! Hmm, hmm, hmm..."
(Back to Sasuke's little adventure in his big bwuther's room...)
"GGGAAACK!!! I'm freeeeeeeeeeeeee..." Sasuke sang, springing out of his former quilt-y prison, dancing around Itachi's bed in joy.
"I'm free... Uh-huh... So free... Freeeeeeeeeeee!"
Well, he was, until he got tangled up in the quilt again.
"MMMMPPHHHH!!! NOT AGAAIIIIN!!!!!" He whined, struggling fruitlessly.
He whipped his head around in his new prison, foam dribbling down his chin. He wasn't very happy anymore, and started to sniff.
"W...Why does this al..always happen to me?" He whispered, trying to wipe his eyes.
All he succeeded in doing was getting more 'Linkin Park' germs on him, which made him even MORE unhappy.
"W...WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHAAAAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH H!!!! ITAAAAACHHHIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!" He sobbed, crying anime-style and getting his big brother's quilts all wet.
In the kitchen, Itachi's special 'Linkin Park' sense began suddenly tingling!!
"Oh, no! He CAN'T be in my room! If he is, it'll scar him for life! AAAAHH!!" Itachi worried, running around in circles, nervous sweat pouring from every pore in his body.
"I KNOW!!! I'LL SAVE HIM!!!" He shouted out, after running uselessly around in circles for the past 5 minutes.
"I better go change, though... My current outfit clashes with my room..." He muttered, gazing down at his clothes.
MEANWHILE, in a desperate battle against Itachi's Linkin Park plushies(that Sasuke just found out turn on when something's thrown into them; in Sasuke's case, he was that something, and was thrown into them by a rampaging quilt gone bad...), Sasuke was up against the wall, waving a plastic Linkin Park in front of him threateningly.
"If you don't GET AWAY FROM ME now, I swear you'll feel a world of hurt!" He warned, holding the Linkin Park action figure like a sword.
But, to his discomfort, they just kept approaching, their mindless plushie eyes wide open, plushie arms held out in front of them, and moaning like zombies.
Now, Sasuke's personal space is pretty big, except when it comes to trying to tackle down Itachi. I'd say it'd be about... Seven meters, at least. And the plushies were already waaaay past that little boundary.
Sasuke's personal-space-mechanism kicked in, and he started to growl like a dog, foaming at the mouth like one, too. His pupils contracted until they were just tiny dots, and he went down on all fours.
He began to act like a guard dog, growling and snarling and sniffing and... Other guard dog stuff. All the while leaping into the massing horde of Linkin Park plushies, tearing apart the ones closest to him into tiny, tiny pieces.
Now, the plushies, being pluchies, didn't stop. Even though Sasuke tore up at least fifty of their ranks. They sure didn't know when to quit.
So, Sasuke tore 'em up also, with his teeth and hands. When he finally finished his Linkin Park plushie massacre that would put the future Uchiha Massacre to shame, Sasuke finally returned to normal, and sat down on top of the bits and pieces of the former plushies.
"Hmm... I guess I don't need Itachi's help anymore... He really needs to clean up in here! I mean, look at this mess! Fuzz everywhere!!" Sasuke chided to the air, looking around him.
SUDDENLY!!!
Itachi's door came crashing open, revealing someone or... someTHING... In tight spandex pants, and underwear on his head, with a dish towel tied around his neck as a cape.
"NEVER FEAR!!! SUUUPEEER ITACHI IS HERE!!!! Wha..." The mysterious (yeah, right...) figure shouted, looking at the plushie massacre before him.
"W...what happened? What happened to my... My poor, poor plushies!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" He sobbed, dropping onto his knees, making his spandex pants tighten even more.
Sasuke's eyes widened at what he saw just come crashing through his brother's door, claiming to be a super form of him.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! THE PLUSHIE KING!!!!" He screamed, immediately darting under his brother's bed. (Yes, Itachi- I mean,- SUUUPEEER ITACHI was wearing Linkin Park underwear on his head. Pathetic, ne?)
Super Itachi was too engrossed in what lay before him, that he didn't even notice Sasuke spring under his bed.
"Noooo... My little plushies... Why does fate have tobe so cruel?? Why, WHY???" He mourned, cluthing the plushie remnants to him lovingly.
As he sobbed over his plushie fuzz, Sasuke peeped out from under Itachi's bed. He kept gazing at Super Itachi, wondering when he would just get out of the doorway.
So, being the impatient kid he is, Sasuke flashed out from under his big bro's bed, stepped over Super Itachi's back, and ran to his room.
"Oof!" Super Itachi grunted, being pushed face-first into the pile of plushie fuzz. When he raised his head, his face was covered in fuzz. He ended up looking like a freaking snow-cone gone insane, wearing very, very tight spandex pants, and a dish towel as a cape.
"How did this happen?" Itachi sobbed, blowing the fuzz sticking to his mouth away.
Then, as if his day wasn't bad enough, he suddenly got mauled by a rampaging quilt gone berserk.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Itachi screamed, being tossed from side to side by the Quilt of Doom.
"OOF!! AAAAaaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaaAAAaaaaAAAAAAaaaaAAAHHhhHH!!!!" He screamed, getting smacked into every wall in his room at least twenty times each.
"GRAAAAAARRR!!!" Roared the quilt, waving Itachi to and fro.
"Maybe this will be enough to defeat the Plushie King..." Sasuke muttered, packing various explosives into a back-pack, and tying three machine guns to his back.
The little G-I-Joe then set off on his quest to defeat the 'Plushie King', not knowing that the 'Plushie King' was already dealing with some problems. Big problems.
Really big problems.
Really, really big problems, such as trying to read a book that magically appeared from a random vortex of randomness that just happened to pop up randomly, called 'How To Deal With Quilts That Have Gone Berserk.'
The Quilt of Doom, now thusly named, raised Itachi above its quilt-y head, and opened its quilt-y mouth, revealing...
Huge, pointy mountains of quilt that would probably act as teeth. In a situation of random randomness, which this was.
"Uh oh..." Itachi gulped, looking down at the Quilt of Doom.
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Me: So, how was this chappy of random randomness so far? Random enough? Sort of? Well? Anyone?
M.k: Maybe they're all of 'fighting rabid quilt monsters', Young... sarcastically sighs
Me: REALLY?? OH, NO!!! THE WORLD IS DOOMED!! EVERYBODY RUUN!!! screams like a girl
M.k: watching Young-Sasuke run around in circles, screaming his head off ... sweatdrops Maybe now would be a good time to R and R, people...
Me: gets grabbed by a random quilt monster that randomly appeared from our random vortex of randomness AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!
M.k: sweatdrops
Disclaimer: Do I have to state the obvious? I don't own Naruto, and never will... sobs in a corner
Due to only one person suggesting who the pictures would be of (coughcough Pyro Dragon coughcough!!), the piccies will be of... well, read and find out. Not that it'll be a surprise... Coughs hesitantly
Me: The third chappie's finally up! Now people will (hopefully) review!!
M.k: ...And the significance of this is...?
Me: ...I DUNNO! smiles stupidly
M.k: Shut up, will you?
Me: ...You're mean.
M.k: I know.
Me: Meanie.
M.k: ...
Me: Meanie.
M.k: ...You can stop, you know...
Me; Meanie.
M.k: sighs
Me: Meanie.
M.k: Just read, will you people? This could take a while...
Me: Meanie.
M.k: Shut UP ALREADY!
Me: ...
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He was surrounded! Never had he seen so many pictures! They had to be everywhere!! It looked like, to him, that Itachi hadn't cleaned his room for at LEAST three months, there were so many pictures!
And how did he get so much, anyway...?
Sasuke felt overwhelmed, seeing so many pictures of Linkin Park...
He began spinning around frantically, searching for a means of escape, but wherever he turned, more pictures loomed!
Sasuke began to foam at the mouth, eyes bugging out, as he searched, frantically, for a means of escape from this confusing nightmare.
AND ALL THESE PICTURES HAD TO BE OF THE SINGER HE WASN'T ALLOWED TO LISTEN TO YET!!!!
Aw, maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan... And he really, really, reeeaaally wanted to listen to one of their songs! But, alas, he wasn't allowed. As we told you. Before.
"IIITAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLPPPPPP MMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE(gasp)EEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(Wheeze, wheeze...)" He screamed at the top of his lungs, the force of the yell propelling him over onto the bed that belonged to... DUN DUN DUN!!!
ITACHI!!!
And, on it were...
Pictures of Linkin Park. Sewed. Onto. The. Quilt.
Was there no end to this madness???????
He began flailing his arms around frantically, eventually trapping himself in the Linkin Park-dedicated quilt.
He later named it the Quilt of Doom. For good reason, in his eyes.
We'll never really understand him.
"MMMMMPPHHHHHHH!!!!! IIIIIITTTTAAAAAAACCCCCHHHHHIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!" He barely managed to scream, getting quilt in his mouth.
(We cut to a shot of Itachi vacuuming the... Kitchen, listening to... DUN DUN DUUN!!
Linkin Park.)
Itachi gracefully swept the... Vacuum cleaner over the vinyl tiles of the kitchen, humming to the tune of one of Linkin Park's songs. "Hmm, hmm, hmm, yeah, baby! Wooooaah! Hmm, hmm, hmm..."
(Back to Sasuke's little adventure in his big bwuther's room...)
"GGGAAACK!!! I'm freeeeeeeeeeeeee..." Sasuke sang, springing out of his former quilt-y prison, dancing around Itachi's bed in joy.
"I'm free... Uh-huh... So free... Freeeeeeeeeeee!"
Well, he was, until he got tangled up in the quilt again.
"MMMMPPHHHH!!! NOT AGAAIIIIN!!!!!" He whined, struggling fruitlessly.
He whipped his head around in his new prison, foam dribbling down his chin. He wasn't very happy anymore, and started to sniff.
"W...Why does this al..always happen to me?" He whispered, trying to wipe his eyes.
All he succeeded in doing was getting more 'Linkin Park' germs on him, which made him even MORE unhappy.
"W...WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHAAAAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH H!!!! ITAAAAACHHHIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!" He sobbed, crying anime-style and getting his big brother's quilts all wet.
In the kitchen, Itachi's special 'Linkin Park' sense began suddenly tingling!!
"Oh, no! He CAN'T be in my room! If he is, it'll scar him for life! AAAAHH!!" Itachi worried, running around in circles, nervous sweat pouring from every pore in his body.
"I KNOW!!! I'LL SAVE HIM!!!" He shouted out, after running uselessly around in circles for the past 5 minutes.
"I better go change, though... My current outfit clashes with my room..." He muttered, gazing down at his clothes.
MEANWHILE, in a desperate battle against Itachi's Linkin Park plushies(that Sasuke just found out turn on when something's thrown into them; in Sasuke's case, he was that something, and was thrown into them by a rampaging quilt gone bad...), Sasuke was up against the wall, waving a plastic Linkin Park in front of him threateningly.
"If you don't GET AWAY FROM ME now, I swear you'll feel a world of hurt!" He warned, holding the Linkin Park action figure like a sword.
But, to his discomfort, they just kept approaching, their mindless plushie eyes wide open, plushie arms held out in front of them, and moaning like zombies.
Now, Sasuke's personal space is pretty big, except when it comes to trying to tackle down Itachi. I'd say it'd be about... Seven meters, at least. And the plushies were already waaaay past that little boundary.
Sasuke's personal-space-mechanism kicked in, and he started to growl like a dog, foaming at the mouth like one, too. His pupils contracted until they were just tiny dots, and he went down on all fours.
He began to act like a guard dog, growling and snarling and sniffing and... Other guard dog stuff. All the while leaping into the massing horde of Linkin Park plushies, tearing apart the ones closest to him into tiny, tiny pieces.
Now, the plushies, being pluchies, didn't stop. Even though Sasuke tore up at least fifty of their ranks. They sure didn't know when to quit.
So, Sasuke tore 'em up also, with his teeth and hands. When he finally finished his Linkin Park plushie massacre that would put the future Uchiha Massacre to shame, Sasuke finally returned to normal, and sat down on top of the bits and pieces of the former plushies.
"Hmm... I guess I don't need Itachi's help anymore... He really needs to clean up in here! I mean, look at this mess! Fuzz everywhere!!" Sasuke chided to the air, looking around him.
SUDDENLY!!!
Itachi's door came crashing open, revealing someone or... someTHING... In tight spandex pants, and underwear on his head, with a dish towel tied around his neck as a cape.
"NEVER FEAR!!! SUUUPEEER ITACHI IS HERE!!!! Wha..." The mysterious (yeah, right...) figure shouted, looking at the plushie massacre before him.
"W...what happened? What happened to my... My poor, poor plushies!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" He sobbed, dropping onto his knees, making his spandex pants tighten even more.
Sasuke's eyes widened at what he saw just come crashing through his brother's door, claiming to be a super form of him.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! THE PLUSHIE KING!!!!" He screamed, immediately darting under his brother's bed. (Yes, Itachi- I mean,- SUUUPEEER ITACHI was wearing Linkin Park underwear on his head. Pathetic, ne?)
Super Itachi was too engrossed in what lay before him, that he didn't even notice Sasuke spring under his bed.
"Noooo... My little plushies... Why does fate have tobe so cruel?? Why, WHY???" He mourned, cluthing the plushie remnants to him lovingly.
As he sobbed over his plushie fuzz, Sasuke peeped out from under Itachi's bed. He kept gazing at Super Itachi, wondering when he would just get out of the doorway.
So, being the impatient kid he is, Sasuke flashed out from under his big bro's bed, stepped over Super Itachi's back, and ran to his room.
"Oof!" Super Itachi grunted, being pushed face-first into the pile of plushie fuzz. When he raised his head, his face was covered in fuzz. He ended up looking like a freaking snow-cone gone insane, wearing very, very tight spandex pants, and a dish towel as a cape.
"How did this happen?" Itachi sobbed, blowing the fuzz sticking to his mouth away.
Then, as if his day wasn't bad enough, he suddenly got mauled by a rampaging quilt gone berserk.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Itachi screamed, being tossed from side to side by the Quilt of Doom.
"OOF!! AAAAaaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaaAAAaaaaAAAAAAaaaaAAAHHhhHH!!!!" He screamed, getting smacked into every wall in his room at least twenty times each.
"GRAAAAAARRR!!!" Roared the quilt, waving Itachi to and fro.
"Maybe this will be enough to defeat the Plushie King..." Sasuke muttered, packing various explosives into a back-pack, and tying three machine guns to his back.
The little G-I-Joe then set off on his quest to defeat the 'Plushie King', not knowing that the 'Plushie King' was already dealing with some problems. Big problems.
Really big problems.
Really, really big problems, such as trying to read a book that magically appeared from a random vortex of randomness that just happened to pop up randomly, called 'How To Deal With Quilts That Have Gone Berserk.'
The Quilt of Doom, now thusly named, raised Itachi above its quilt-y head, and opened its quilt-y mouth, revealing...
Huge, pointy mountains of quilt that would probably act as teeth. In a situation of random randomness, which this was.
"Uh oh..." Itachi gulped, looking down at the Quilt of Doom.
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Me: So, how was this chappy of random randomness so far? Random enough? Sort of? Well? Anyone?
M.k: Maybe they're all of 'fighting rabid quilt monsters', Young... sarcastically sighs
Me: REALLY?? OH, NO!!! THE WORLD IS DOOMED!! EVERYBODY RUUN!!! screams like a girl
M.k: watching Young-Sasuke run around in circles, screaming his head off ... sweatdrops Maybe now would be a good time to R and R, people...
Me: gets grabbed by a random quilt monster that randomly appeared from our random vortex of randomness AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!
M.k: sweatdrops