It Ain't a Wonderland Chapter 6: 6 Do I Know You?, a naruto fanfic

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I don't own Naruto, Sakura, Akatsuki, Disneyland, It's a Small World ride, Jeff Dunham, you, me, this water I'm drinking, that pencil, Zeffron, the Twilight Series, paper, Japan, The phantom of the Opera, Music, Saturday Night Live, Ice cream, my computer (I think), that kitten, Tokyo Mew Mew, Shoujo manga, the colour pink, or frogs. Nor do I really want to. Okay, maybe Naruto and Saturday Night Live.

Sakura stared down after them for a moment in confusion, but shrugged, accepting the turn of events as one of the many oddities of this world, and continued down the path to hopefully find a way home.

As she followed the path, she began to hear muttering coming from ahead. Taking it as a sign that she was approaching civilization, she sped up her pace, soon coming to a fork in the road. And who should be pacing before the branch than the man with the puppet and rabbit ears. She paused about ten feet away from him, watching him warily, thinking that he might try to get to fall down another hole into a place even more insane than this.

As he paced, he took no notice of her, but continued on with his muttering and pacing. She slowly began to relax, sighing as nothing horrible happened, which is always a pleasant thing. But it wasn't long before she began to get rather bored with his continued rant about "lateness" and "his hat and gloves". She began to shift from side to side to wake up her feet, which were falling asleep. He seemed to notice that and jerked his head up to look at her.

"There you are!" he spat at her. "I have been waiting far to long for you to arrive. What took you so goddamn long to get here? Never mind, we don't have time to waste on your explanations. Listen, I need to go meet with the queen of hearts, but I forgot my hat and gloves back home, so I need you to go fetch them for me."

Sakura bristled at being addressed that way, and responded, "Why can't you do it?"

He replied casually, "Because I'd have to run home and back, which would make me have to run twice as far as I need to run now, which would also make me twice as late for the queens ball, but if you do it, then I would have them here and only be one time as late as I am now. Now get going, Chiyo!"

Nonplussed by his odd logic, Sakura was caught off guard by him addressing her by another name. "What did you call me?"

"Chiyo, do not be stupid today of all days. I do not have the time, now go get my things!"

He doesn't recognize me, Sakura realized. He thinks that I'm his housemaid or something. Oh well, might as well play along, I might get some clues as to where I am in his house.

She nodded at the redhead, saying, "Right away Mr.…you sir."

"It's Sasori."

"Right, I knew that. Ha ha, gotcha…"

He glared at her, and she took that as a hint to get going, so she darted down the path he indicated, heading full speed to his house.

She soon arrived at a rather quaint stone cottage with a sign saying "Property of Sasori. Keep away!"

I think this is his house. Call it a hunch. She thought to herself as she opened the picket gate that led to his front door.

She opened the door quietly, and crept inside. Even though she was a ninja, she still felt rather guilty about entering his house under false pretenses. She found herself in a modest entryway, with doors on either side of her leading to a kitchen, and a living room/den. In front of her was another door, closed this time. Curiosity itched at her to open the door and look in, just a peek. One side was arguing that curiosity killed the cat, and the other side was saying that the satisfaction of knowing brought it back. With a deep breath, she swung open the door. And gasped at what she found inside.

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Inside was a perfect remake of the It's a Small World ride from Disneyland. Complete with boats, and hand-carved little kids in multi-cultural outfits swaying back and forth or performing quaint cultural tasks like ice fishing or making tortillas. Sasori had obviously memorized the ride and remade it with the care that only the truly obsessed could muster. She quietly closed the door behind her, fearful of being caught and facing the wrath of puppet boy and his trusty sidekick, the rabbit wonder. She turned and walked her way into the kitchen. She hadn't had anything since the mushroom pieces, and she was very hungry.

She walked to the cupboards and riffled around until she found the ingredients for a simple sandwich. Once it was made, she decided to look for Sasori's items and hopefully a map or something that could help her. She went into his den, peeking around, ready to make her escape if she saw another puppet display. Luckily, nothing was there, and she easily found his gloves and hat stapled to the ceiling of his walk-in-closet. Unfortunately for her though, there was no map. In fact there was nothing useful at all to her. His DVDs were all Jeff Dunham collections and Pee-Wees play house reruns. His library just had guides on ventriloquism, carving manuals and techniques, and, oddly enough, the entire Twilight series.

She sighed and sat down at his desk, taking a big bite of her sandwich. Bad idea.

Remember the whole deal with food in this world, and how it makes you grow and shrink? Well, Sakura obviously didn't because she was very surprised to find herself growing, and the room shrinking on her. Before long, her head pressed against the ceiling. In a blind panic, she writhed around, trying to escape before she was trapped. But it was no use. She was well and truly stuck where she was. Luckily, she didn't grow much bigger, or she would have destroyed poor Sasori's house.

Right on cue, she heard him walking up, muttering, "I'm going to kill her for making me late. How long could it take to find some gloves? I left them where I always do."

She heard him try to open the door, but her elbow was wedged right up against it, and it opened inwards, which was not good news for Sasori. "Humph, stupid bitch must have locked it, I'll have to get in through the window."

Well, understandably, Sakura was quite incensed at being called a stupid bitch, so she waited until she heard him opening the window, and shot her arms out, knocking him away. There was quite a bit of satisfaction in her as she heard a small shriek, and the tinkle of breaking glass.

She then heard Sasori call for a man named Pat, asking him, "What do you see in my window, Pat?"

"Well, it seems to be an arm, Sasori." Pat replied.

"…yes, well, it has no business there, so take it away."

Sakura heard no more but whispers. She started to feel rather bored and left out, so she made another swipe by the window and was rewarded with two shrieks and more breaking glass.

After a while, she heard more and more people approaching, saying things like "Where's the ladder?" "George has it." "Here's the ladder." "Who's going to go onto the roof and climb down the chimney?"

Sakura stuck her foot, conveniently place by the chimney far up it, and waited until she heard the unlucky George climbing down. Gave him a hard kick, and that was the day when the lowly field mouse George became a beautiful star in the sky. People gasped and clapped at his ascent until he was just a little sparkle. To this day, they say that if you find yourself alone on the anniversary of his launch, you can still hear his screams.

Well, the animals didn't like the thought of being launched into space, so they started picking up stones and hurling them at the house. Oddly enough, when the stones hit the floor of the house, they became small round cakes. Still hungry, Sakura decided to eat a few. Luckily, instead of growing, she shrunk down until she was her normal size. Taking that as a que to leave, she ran from the house, dodging the animals still occupied with pelting the house, and ran back into the woods.