"It's not working."
"..."
"Don't give me that look!"
"..."
"Aw fuckitty fuck. I know you already told me but I don't know how this thing works and Andrew is out so you just gotta help me!"
"Jashin sama should sacrifice your ass seriously. How the bloody fuck can someone who cannot even bloody handle a fucking bundle of scrap metal be bloody born? Seriously..."
"That's not going to help her, un."
"Shut the fuck up. Do you expect those bloody retards from Konoha to fucking help? For fucks sake they haven't even mastered the fucking weather!"
"Guys..."
"Sunagakure no sato has not mastered that either, but it's still an excellent hidden Village."
"What the fuck? Sasori?"
"Aren't you meant to be dead Sasori danna?"
"Do I look dead?"
"Is that a trick question un?"
"Hn..."
"What the fuck Itachi? If you have something to fucking say! Fucking say it you emotionally constipated heathen!"
"I think she would like to say something."
"Can't we just snail mail?"
"Fucking heathen. That's blasphemy to Jashin sama! Don't you know fucking anything?"
"What has your religion got to do with anything un?"
"Fuck you Deidara! You and your fucking deformed hands!"
"I shall pen the letter then."
"Why the fuck must you do it? Fucking Uchiha's know it all."
"Hidan?"
"What Sasori? What the fuck now? Seriously every one on my bloody ass about fucking nothing..."
"Look into Uchiha sans eyes for a moment."
"Huh? Why the fuck should I do- Ahhh! Jashin sama no! Keep the fucking pink elephants away! Ahhh!"
"Guys..."
"Are you ready?"
"Err... I guess, maybe I should just wait for Andrew to get back..."
"No. Just narrate to Uchiha san what you wish to relay to this one Brittaney Day and we shall take our leave."
"But Leader sama is enjoying the Milo here un."
"Correction, we shall take our leave once Leader sama has finished your supply of Milo."
"Thank you Itachi, that's such a comfort."
"It's a pleasure. What shall I write?"
"Um... tell her, her writing is as horrendous as ever and that she really should correct her spelling mistakes when she knows it's wrong... And I'll see her on anime night. Yup, that's about it."
"Hn..."
To my foolish little friend,
I find that the your language skills
have actually weakened. It is because you lack hatred. You should
focus your hate and become stronger. If you haven't become stronger,
then run away and live your pathetic existence because come the Anime
Night, I, Uchiha Itachi shall come and...
scratched
out from "Uchiha Itachi"
...come Anime Night I shall see how much you have grown. Till then.
