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Who; Ino & you
What; Nightmares.
Where; In ur dreams ;)
When; Anytime between October 5-8
Rating; Generally PG-13, may progress to R depending on which route you take

[Nightmares are never fun, no matter where you go. But things take a bit of a turn for the worse when you've jumped into the mind of a ninja. A ninja that can look into other people's heads, to be exact.

So which path will you pick?]

HIDAN | KAKUZU | BAD END | ALONE | SOMETHING ELSE?

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A little ... [sheepish. it takes a lot of energy to wreck the kitchen in a tantrum, okay]

Want me to see if there's anything I can whip up?

[that causes her to immediately panic -- that requires him to move, doesn't it? -- and her fists grasp the fabric of his shirt and coat tightly]

...Ino? What is it? [His concern is immediate. Just in case something else is happening]

It's okay. I don't need anything. [her stomach protests, but ...]

You've gotta eat something eventually, Ino.

[petulantly:] I don't.

Uh, yeah you do. Unless ninjas suddenly can survive starvation, you'll have to eat eventually. And I know or sure I will. Squishy human remember?

[she pauses, scanning the floor for something she can reach without him having to move ...

finally, she spots a twinkie lying on the floor not too far away and leans over, keeping a hand securely on him, to grab it. and then proceeds to shove it in his mouth]

[Oh gross, Ino, floor twinkie. He makes a muffled attempt at protest, before pulling it out]

Oh thanks, I wanted to choke today. And that doesn't solve your problem.

[He is so not eating this floor twinkie, Ino]

[you will eat floor twinkie and LIKE IT]

I don't want you to go, okay?!

[No, it's got dirt and hair on it and stuff]

I've already told you, I'm not going anywhere. Wild, rabid vultures couldn't drag me away.

[somewhere, real Ino is rolling her eyes at all this. how embarrassing and stupid she's being.

she's quiet for a few moments, taking some deep breaths. it'll be okay, she can do this. he must already think she's completely nuts, but ...]

Okay.

[Oh good, she agreed, he offers her a reassuring smile]

Okay, so I'm gonna stand up now and see what there is to eat. I promise I won't leave this room.

[she'll move to get ... off his lap, lmfao, so he can move. but she still keeps a hand on his sleeve]

[Curse the need to eat. Still, he'll stand, or rather try to, as once he gets to his feet he has to bend almost double for her to continue her sleeve clinging]

Uhhhh, Ino? If you're gonna hang on, you'll have to come with me. Or at least, you know, stand. I'm pretty sure this isn't good for my back.

Shut up.

[TSUN TSUN TSUN. she's moving to get up, a little wobbly, and she rubs at her eyes with her free hand]

What? It's not my fault you're short.

[Still, not she's standing, he'll move slowly around the kitchen, checking out cupboards with his free hand]

[she just follows silently, looking around. there's not much salvageable in the cupboards, given she punched a lot of them]

[He's frowning a little, he's a fairly good cook, but even he can't make something from nothing]

Wow, you sure had a kitchen rage in here.

[at least she left the fridge untouched!]

I held back. [this is said solemnly, she's not really joking]

You know what, I can really, honestly, believe that.

[He opens the fridge, peering into it]

Well, we have cheese and eggs and butter. I could make an omelette.

[she looks at him oddly]

You don't put butter in an omelette. [what is with you and butter, dude]

You do, right? I've always done it...anyway. [It's delicious okay. He'll start gathering ingredients together]

[whatever .... she'll just let him make it how he wants lmfao]

It's fine.

[she'll just move her hand from his sleeve to ... actually hold on to his hand]