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[corvus_corax]

[ Whoops-a-daisy. Looks like someone suddenly cannot hear. He's in a restaurant, trying to figure out where he can order a burger and fries, talking way too loud at the manager. ]

I'M SORRY! CAN YOU HEAR ME?! I NEED TO KNOW WHERE I CAN GET A BURGER AND FRIES. LIKE AT MCDONALD'S! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS? YOU GOTTA KNOW! IT WAS HERE BEFORE THE SECOND WORLD WAR-- IN THE 1940'S. IT'S BIG AND RED WITH A BIG YELLOW M! SIMPLE M! IT LOOKS LIKE THIS!

[ He draws said 'm' in the air with his finger, but good grief, he can't hear a thing! He can't even hear himself! He doesn't even know if he's speaking English anymore. Oh no; that reminds him of something. ]

DO YOU SPEAK ENGLISH?! HELLOOO! I NEED. TO FIND. BURGERS. HAMBURGERS. IT'S-- IT'S A MEAT PATTY BETWEEN TWO BUNS AND SOMETIMES YOU GET CHEESE IN IT. AND POTATOES. DEEP FRIED POTATO CHIPS.

[ Apparently one of the employees recognizes potatoes and happens to hold up a few for Shisui to see. At that, Shisui nods excitedly, beaming because somebody understands! ]

YES! YES, POTATOES!

[ Except the manager is now telling his employee to bag a few potatoes and put it on Shisui's bill. He takes it back. Nobody gets it! ]

NO, NO I DON'T WANT YOUR POTATOES! NO, THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!!

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PLACE?!

DO YOU KNOW COCA-COLA??

[ Halp |: ]

Comments

[shishoo]

[ This baby's nodding, though whether he will follow up on it is a big question. ]

Okay. [ He takes the moment to wrap his arms around her neck and hoist himself up higher in her grip, only to turn slightly and bring his little foot up, toes wiggling. ]

Shishi got a booboo.

[ Just some blisters and a bit of reddened skin. Plus soot. ]

[whatoncewas]

[She fed some chakra into her fingers, then leaned in to kiss the spot as she carefully pressed the healing over it. It was clumsy, but good enough, and she looked to his little face.]

Anywhere else?

[shishoo]

[ Ohhhh, wait, he got kisses? Can you hear the cogs and wheels turning in his little head? That right there was a little smile, too, and at the question, Shisui nods, pulling a giant pout as he shows her his shoulder. ]

Another booboo.

[whatoncewas]

[Amused, but glad the child was actually sharing his injuries with her, she did the same with his shoulder, dealing with the worst of the damage there too and kissing it.]

[shishoo]

[ This time, satisfied with the result and sensing a pattern to things, Shisui boldly declares that he has another booboo on his mouth. He's pointing to it now. There is an imaginary booboo there if you squint, Itachi. ]

[whatoncewas]

[That got her lips to twitch, but she dropped a kiss there too, arching an eyebrow at him.]

[shishoo]

[ Oh goodness! He's giggling, and blushing~ And wrapping his arms tighter around her neck before leaning in to press a kiss to her cheek. ]

Shishi liiikes 'Tachi~

[ Little fingers brush her hair away from her face while he smiles up at her. ]

You're going to make potatoes now?

[whatoncewas]

[Amused, she moved to get the child clothes first.]

Clothing, then potatoes.

[shishoo]

[ But he set fire to the clothes D: He's not going to tell her that, though. ]

Okay! Potatoes and inari sushi with surimi?

[whatoncewas]

[finding other clothes anyway brat, and sticking you in them.]

I don't think we'll manage anything that fancy unless I find someone else to cook it Shisui.

[shishoo]

[ He better not be wearing girly clothes |: Put him in a tutu I dare you. ...Okay, thank goodness shinobi didn't wear tutus. ]

Aw. Watcha gonna cook 'Tachi nee-chan?

[whatoncewas]

....Potatoes. [She was not thrilled she had to hunt for clothes Shisui! Then she swept him back into her arms and grabbed the bag to head downstairs.]

[shishoo]

Only potatoes?

[ That sounded so bland. ]

I can help? [ Burn potatoes mwahahaha-- no, really. Can he help? ]

[whatoncewas]

And rice. Cooking isn't my best skill, you did notice I usually don't, right? [She huffed a breath.]

I guess so, but no more fire in the house!

[shishoo]

A-ah... How to cook without fire...? |8 [ There's a hole in my bucket dear Lisa, dear Lisa ]

[whatoncewas]

Using the stove Shisui. No jutsu fire.

[shishoo]

Okay! I can cut the potatoes? [ And all my fingers in the process, yes

And erg, what are these clothes? They're itchy. He's squirming. ]

[whatoncewas]

[Shame you burned the soft ones then ISN'T IT SHISUI?]

...Have you even learned how to hold a real knife yet?

[shishoo]

[ O M G Don't say that D: He was only aiming for the frog. The clothes got in the way. ]

Shishi can hold a kunai~? [ And this was true. But does this qualify? He can only throw a kunai without cutting himself. ]

[whatoncewas]

[He can consider the itchy a punishment.]

I'll see if you do it well enough and if not you're doing something else okay? [And she'll hover over you to make sure you don't lose a hand.]

[shishoo]

Okay! Yay! Gimme a knife!

[ Then get a good look at his little butt wiggling and squirming because whatever he's wearing feels awful on his tush. ]

[whatoncewas]

[Oh the look she was giving you.] Are you alright?

[shishoo]

Uh huh!

[ Oh you know, just sorta tending to that itch, and then touching the potatoes with that same hand |: ]

[whatoncewas]

[She moved you and pointed you at the sink here kid.] Wash your hands, and the potatoes.

[shishoo]

[ Okay, okay, he's washing up, splashing everywhere, and squirming again. He's trying his darndest not to itch but-- Here we go again. ]

Soap? [ On the potatoes. ]