Disclaimer: I will never own Naruto unless miracles do come true and Kankuro is my husband.
Being a dad means showing your kids how to fix stuff. It helps, of course, if you know how to fix stuff.
Shikamaru was sure that the force of the universe hated him. The force of the universe being Kiba. Teaching Shikavivi and Kiyoshi how to fix the kitchen sink was the worst idea Kiba ever had. And that is saying a lot.
Vivi could care less and Kiyoshi was far too nerdy to be even let near anything that didn't require a textbook. Shikamaru knew how to fix a kitchen sink it was just such a drag. The pipes and the wrenches and the moving of the arms and the occasional squatting... weren't there people who got money for this kind of shit?
"OK kids, I'm going to show you how to fix the kitchen sink." Shikamaru said to an un-caring audience. Vivi was asleep and Kiyoshi sat there staring down at his hands. The children were seated at the kitchen table and Shikamaru was standing up his hand gripping the counter where the kitchen sink was.
"Dad, Vivi fell asleep and you know it's impossible to break her out of it. It's going to take like fifteen more minutes or possibly even more before she wakes up." Kiyoshi pointed with his thumb to his sister.
Shikamaru sighed. "Troublesome. It wasn't like she was going to pay attention anyway. Leave her there. If she falls off the chair then good. That usually wakes her up."
"We're not going to be doing any kitchen sink fixing are we Dad?"
"No, cause it's a drag and your mother-" Shikamaru paused when he heard Kiba's voice say "Oy! For the last fucking time I am not a mother!"
Shikamaru continued. "Like I was saying your mother is going to bitch at me but it's worth it. Go get me a phone book."