"Are we there yet, are we there yet?" started Red to the tune of Frere Jacques.

"No we're not. No we're not..." called Black, continuing the tune from the front of the group.

"When we gonna be there? When we gonna be there?"

"When we're there, when we're...now." Black stopped short, to avoid running into Garra, who seemed to come out of nowhere. "Well, never thought that song would actually work."

"OOOO it's the Mamma's MUHPH!" Crow started only to be muffled by all the other people in the group.

"Nice to see you...what are you anyway? Badger or Raccoon? Cause we can't call you 'Bandito' of your not a 'coon." whined Red, squishing Naruto to her like a beloved teddy bear.

"What about SandMan.?" Chimed in Black, "Oh mister Sandman...bring me a dream!"

"More like a nightmare..."

"We escorted the visitors, as promised." Sighed Kakashi. "Relations with the Sand Village are important. But we are needed back at our own village." Kakashi turned to leave.

"Ok Kakashi-kun, so you don't want to stay with me?" Smiled Black, sweetly.

"I can tell you right now, Nii-kun stays with me." growled Red.

Durring the exchange and argument Garra and his siblings, Kankurou and Temari herded the group into the village, silent as death.

"Why are we even here? We don't even know if Spicy was here!" bitched Crow. "This blows. I don't even really like this show."

"Uh...Crow." started Shadow, "I don't think we have to worry if spicy was here or not..." She pointed strait up. Naturally, as Murphy's law predicts (or it should) everyone looked. Scrawled across the underside of the eves of the KazeKage's building was Burreeto! Yo quiero Tacos! In bright neon-purple marker. "I'm not sure...but I think that's my marker...IT IS! BASTARD!"

"Death."

"Yeah. Dude stole from US! While we were on the rode! GRRRR!" Jawbreaker started to laugh, "Hispanics...go figure."

"So, nighteyes-sleepyhead-sandman, Doll-man, and Wind-Breaker, you see a Hispanic running around? Or perhaps a chinchilla?"

"Doll man?" Kankurou stuttered.

"Yeah. D-O-L-L Man. Face it. You're gay. You play with dolls." quipped Black.

"They are puppets!"

"Ok. Glorified Dolls." Red smiled sweetly.

"If they are anything they are action figures!" he started to turn red.

"See? Gay."

He started to grind his teeth, "I'm going to kill you."

"That's us!"

"Guys," interrupted DM, "Leave him alone. If he says they're not dolls, they're not dolls. Can we focus please?"

"I don't know what a Hispanic is, but a giant chinchilla demon attacked the village last night. Garra drove it off, however." Temari answered, as if nothing had happened.

"Oh Oh! Was it Purple!" Black exclaimed.

"Well, not that purple," Temari said, pointing to the graffiti, "but, yeah, it was a lavender color. It shed." she cringed, just as Garra sneezed. "We discovered Garra is allergic to cute, fluffy rodents."

"Ok then! With the risk of sounding like a dictator I say we get to work on this right away so we can find Spicy!" Started Black.

"Yes. Exactly, and the first thing we need to do is eat burritos!" barked Red

"Uh...what's a burrito?" everyone else asked.

"Ok...where's the worst, most spicy, dietetic food you have? We got some work to do." The foxglen group grinned.

(A.N.L.: you know what we're talking about. Haha. We'll try to get more done soon. But there is also and all orriginal chapter up too.)