Useless disclaimer 2: I do not own myself, my parents do
Chapter 2 testing Temari's strength
Just to let you know they are all they're regular ages again.
Temari wants to test her strength. Suddenly, for the first time ever, she has an idea. She put her hand on a burner and it disintegrated. Ya, her idea wasn't very smart, I know. Wait a minute! That was a fake hand!
"At this rate I should be fighting babies," screamed Temari. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Kankuro answered it.
"Aren't you a cute little retard-?
Suddenly he walked away with a bruise on his face. "Temari, It's for you!"
"Would you like to test your strength against me," asked the baby.
"Ummm…(Who the hell does that baby think he is?) okay…I guess…sure.
"Follow me," said the baby. "Welcome to the sandbox! The most recognized battlefield in the world!"
"Can I call you baby-poop-sa-lot?"
"How about you call me TIF?
"What does that stand for?"
"Temari is fat"
"How about I call you dead meat?"
"Sure"
Boy this baby sure knows how to get on peoples nerves. "When are we going to test my strength?"
"Now" Dun dunn dunnnn. Suddenly an army of babies came out of nowhere and attacked Temari!
"Damn, I hate this author, he makes me look bad!"
The babies sure had a way with attacking. While one punched her in the eye another 5 swept her, another group shot machine guns at her...hey who wrote that?
Temari used one of her fans to blow them away as one bit her from behind.
"I guess I underestimated you babies" (who wouldn't especially if they know how to shoot machine guns)
"All hail Temari!"
"Huh?"
"Purr?"
"hail," asked a baby "She's nothing more than a big mouth, big but and big pile of bones!"
Temari suddenly lost her temper and attacked, using the fan as a blade.
"We can train you," said the baby, barely hurt by her attack.
"Na…I'd rather test my strength on that tree."
She swung her fan and cut the tree.
"You gave me a booboo," it said!
"You can talk?"
"If babies can, I wouldn't be so surprised. You are just insane. The talking is in your head." But the pain isn't. The pain is in a bowl of spaghetti'o'sezes!
"Not spaghetti'o'sezes!"
"Yes, spaghetti'o'sezes!" The tree charged at Temari and killed her.
Lucky for Temari, I made her a cat right before she died. The cat knew how to play the game too, s/he teleported to an all-you-can-eat buffet and ate it all and teleported back and farted in the tree's nose! (Since when did it have one?)
Temari went home and changed back.
"Cool new jitsu," she said.
Hides her big but, thought the big mouth baby.