Chapter 2
"Naaarutoo Baagins!" a voice echoed angrily, across the peacefully silent village, "once again you are snoozing ye lazy little brat! Get up and report for training before I tear down this
pathetic, little door of yours with my bare hands!" A light flickered in the dark, swearwords heard between yawns, the sound of someone tumbling down the stairs... At last the pathetic
little door, creeks open and two beings verydissimilar to one another confront.
"Mr. Baggins," said the tall figure of a bearded man dressed in what seemed to be a white bath robe, "as of lately, it seems to me that the rooster has lost its purpose for being, it
seems to me that I should be given the rooster 'title' instead, for all I do every single, bloody morning, is waking everybody up, including the rooster, with the sound of, your indeed as of
late, nauseating name. Wouldn't you say?"
"It seems to me that some 'rooster' wannabe hasn't had a hen in his coop for a long *yawns* loooong time", unwillingly a tiny pajama-wearing figure replied behind the doorstep.
"Hush your filth", said the old man shaking his stave. "This time you shall not get away with it. A punishment I think is in order just to remind you of your place in the ninja school." And
shortly after stroking his long, white, flea-infested beard a couple of times, Gandalf the White, Third Lass-Kage, issued his terrible command: " You Naruto Baggins shall hurl, all day long
if you have to, 5-pound pumpkins against the ghastly statue in the village's central square. You will aim for the head and of course... *smirk of gloat* you will be blindfolded!"
The old man back stepped before hearing Naruto's emerging exclaims. "Do not ask for your food ration today, less you succeed a hundred head-shots. I'll be watching you!" and he
disappeared, into the early morning haze, leaving the poor hobbit wondering about the essence of bad omens..