"What's a Dee-Dee-Are?" The littlest Uchiha asked, pulling on his nin-sandals. His father proudly responded,
"A sport manlier than bowling." Itachi rolled his eyes at his father, making sure his own nin-sandals were a snug-fit. The Uchiha-Papa's shoulders shook with laughter as Sasuke fawned over his father's comment. The two Uchiha men (and Sasuke) had sent Uchiha-mama to reserve the best machine, and she was supposedly waiting for them, so they hurried to find her. Of course, with Uchiha-Papa, even finding the DDR machines is an adventure in itself.
"AUGH!" The Uchiha Papa threw up his hands in distress. "WHERE'RE THE DDRS!"
"Well, if you'd've listened to me and turned into the DDR room back at the entrance…" Itachi started, motioning to the DDR room. He was promptly cut off by his father.
"Nonsense! I would've realized that the DDR machines were in the DDR room because I'm smarter than you." This earned an Itachi eye-roll and a mumbled,
"Just ask an employee or something…"
"NEVER! An Uchiha never relies on someone else. C'mon, Sasuke, I have an idea!"
And Sasuke was oh-so-willing to do anything for his Otousan. Itachi merely mumble-grunted something and walked to the DDR room by himself, leaving the hopeless Uchiha father and his plan of doom all alone to cause havoc.
And he did just that.
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"C'mon, Sasuke!" The Uchiha father said, holding one end of a leash. And on the other end…
"Hai, 'Tousan!" Said a dog-collar-wearing Sasuke, crawling around on all fours. The 'brilliant idea' turned out to be pretending Sasuke was a bloodhound. Poor, poor Sasuke.
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By the time the two less-intelligent Uchihas found the DDR room, the more-intelligent Uchihas were playing laser-tag. Why; no one knows.
-#HTEHRGY#$YUHRGN DFGEWT#-
THE TRUTH IS OUT! Sasuke is a low-cost rental bloodhound.
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Erm… Yeah… TBC I suppose. Sorry for the lousy chapter, school started, and I haven't been so good with the imagination department. Not like anyone cares…
-only has 5 reviewers… that count-