Breakfast
"MOOOMMMMMMM!" Ino's five year old daughter ran screaming into the kitchen.
"Yes?"
"He threw a block at meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
"Your brother is two, he couldn't have possibly meant it."
"Don' care." The dark haired little girl stopped suddenly. "Breakfast? Is that pancakes?!"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Daddy's coming home from his mission today. Are you going to be a good little girl for me and not fight with your brother?"
"Can I have as many pancakes as I want?"
Ino sighed. "Your stomach will hurt."
"Yeah, but you make the best pancakes. Set the table, honey, I'm going to go get your brother."
"But he's stupid." Her daughter pouted.
"How many pancakes was it?"
"Fine."
Hi . . . Studying . . . Sorry. I'll go sit in the corner and think about what I have done. I am Sakura and Kakashi, and I do love you guys. A lot. Did anyone else cry when they saw the Infinite Tsukiomi? Gaara *sobs*