Sasuke
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Napolean Dynamite. If I did, ahahaha...not telling!
Sorry about the late update (hey that rhymed!). I have been busy with stupid school and karate and my birthday (BTW, I'm 14! Yay!). So...yeah...
I wanted to do Sasuke again, mainly because it's fun to make fun of him. I don't like him, but I AM NOT BASHING HIM! Read the words people.
List after Sasuke: I've decided. I'm doing Kakashi's team first, then I'll accept more people. I'm doing Shino after Kakashi's team though, so hah!
Warning: Uhh...OOCness. Remember, flame me, and you go burn...buuuuuurn...and don't take this fic seriously! That is all.
Oh, BTW (again!) if you look hard enough, you'll see a line that comes from Napolean Dynamite...I couldn't resist...ehehe...
I HATE THE DUB NARUTO! GAAAAAH! Sorry, but I really needed to say that. You people agree with me...right?
"Yeah! A new paper shredder! Hey, can it shred people too? Huh?" S.E. asked Riyo.
"It can, but I'm not cleaning it up."
"Aww man…" S.E. pouted.
She then realized she had a job to do, and could shred paper AND people later.
"Welcome! I'm S.E., your murderer, I mean- announcer for Know Your Stars: Naruto Style Strikes Back! Today's guest is…Uchiha Sasuke!"
Sasuke walked in like he was cool and frowned.
"You're that idiot who said I liked rubber ducks," Sasuke said.
"You're the guy who said I was an idiot."
The two growled at each other.
"Sit down."
"Fine."
Sasuke stuck out a lip while S.E. started to announce.
"Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars…"
"I hate you."
"I hate you too."
Silence.
"Sasuke…still likes his rubber ducks…."
"I HATE RUBBER DUCKS!"
"Awww….little Sasuke and his rubber duckie-wuckies….you look so adorable in this picture….what happened to the bundle of sunshine? Now you're….ehehe….I'm not saying anything…." S.E. teased.
Sasuke grabbed the floating photo and gaped.
"Where did you get this?"
"Internet."
"Darn Internet…"
"Sasuke…his head looks like a llama…"
Sasuke looked at his head (in a mirror, of course!).
"My head doesn't look like a llama, you dobe!"
"Hey, fat lard, come get your supper!" S.E. threw down a plate of llama feed and it landed on Sasuke's head.
"I'm going to kill you."
"Sasuke…is actually a professional golfer who has no hands…."
"What? How can-,"
"I don't know. But you golfed your way to the top, and now you've won the 'No Handed Golfer' Award!"
Sasuke thought she was an idiot.
"I'm going to kill you."
"You can't because….Sasuke…he loves his brother!"
The world gasped. Somewhere, Itachi gasped too.
"WHY WOULD I LIKE MY BROTHER WHO KILLED MY CLAN!" Sasuke roared.
S.E. sighed.
"Poor hormonially stressed out boy…you look up to him, and yet you blame him for everything…" S.E shook her head.
Sasuke was about to blow up- both figuratively and literally- but then he stopped.
"Now you know…the llama head shaped boy who still loves rubber duckies, the no handed golfer who loves his brother Uchiha kid…."
Sasuke held up his fist and stomped his way out, but not before S.E. remarked,
"Wait! You didn't eat your llama feed, you fat lard!" S.E. waved the broken dish with llama food on it.
S.E.: ...I'm bored
Chi: Do something
S.E.: No.
Natasha: Then why'd you say you're bored?
S.E.: -thinks- I don't...I don't know...
-Chi and Natasha do an anime fall-