Okay. So… I'm working on a contest winner story, but I can't figure out what to put for the middle. AKA, writer's block. I thought I'd update, so my lovely reviewers do not get mad.
Also, I decided this oneshot collection will be pure fluff/humor. Why?
Angst/Tragedy puts me in bad moods and usually… makes me sad.
So… just to let you know, unless you win some contest, please don't expect that of me.
This one is dedicated to DemonicAngel08. The word is cake. SOME SWEARING.
I know a lot of people said they like chapters when they're older so…
Connected to 28 An Éclair. That one was AU but this one… isn't really. Sorry for confusion.
"Damn," Hyuuga Tenten said, walking out of her cousin-in-law's pastry shop.
In her hands was… a whopping forty-five pound cake.
"I hope Lee's happy," Tenten muttered sarcastically, "Making me get the cake."
Flashback:
"Tenten-chan! I also ordered your husband a very large cake from Hinata-chan! It's so youthful!" Lee exclaimed.
"How large?" Tenten asked.
"Forty-five pounds," Lee said.
Tenten fell over anime-style. "Then why don't you get it?" she asked, pointed an accusing finger at Rock Lee.
Lee shrugged, "I'm decorating. I don't trust you with sharp, pointy projectiles. Like scissors."
Tenten pointed to herself, "Hello? WEAPONS MISTRESS!"
Lee shrugged, "Rock, Paper, Scissors. Loser go gets cake."
Tenten grumbled.
She should have known Lee would have chosen his surname, rock.
And he knew she would choose scissors.
And she was never really lucky.
Tenten paused.
Crap!
Neji was headed this way.
Tenten took off running but tripped over her foot.
And fell.
With her husband's cake on her head.
"Tenten?" asked a voice.
She groaned. She knew that monotone-like voice.
She took the box of her head.
Neji looked down at her.
And chuckled.
"... Tenten?"
"Who are you? And what have you done with my husband?"
Tenten stood on a table as Chouji took a finger and pressed it to some cake in her hair, licking it.
Damn that Lee.
And curse her husband.
WHY THE HELL COULDN'T THEY HAVE JUST BOUGHT A NEW CAKE?