"Temari, this knife doesn't cut!" Shikamaru complained.
Temari, who was sitting on the couch and trying to relax, rolled her eyes.
"What kind of shinobi are you?" she asked.
"Mommy's mad!" their daughter exclaimed gleefully.
Temari walked over and grabbed the knife from her husband.
"Go," she told him. "For a genius, you're absolutely incompetent in the kitchen."
Shikamaru shrugged and went to sit with his daughter.
"This way, I don't have to cook," he explained. "And your mom's happy, because she's better than me."
"Daddy's smart!" the little girl grinned.
In the kitchen, Temari couldn't help but smile too.