Twelfth Rising Dragon [Accidental Video] (backdated to this morning)
[Tenten starts gathering the breakfast item of the day, cinnamon buns, and then stops, looking at her hand. She grins, widely, and starts scooping up several into a backpack before picking up another pair. Tenten looks over at Lee.]
Lee! Lee! They're not just for eating! They're hair pieces! Try to wear them!
[She demonstrates up near her head.]
[Lee shakes his head, laughing. He's got his own pile of cinnamon buns, and a bit of the white icing is smeared on his face from where he's already eaten one or three.]
I think that style suits you better than it does me, Tenten.
[She grins, and nods in Neji's direction.]
But if you wear it, maybe I can get him to wear it. It's cute, and it might be fun.
[That's enough to persuade Lee. After all, he can wash his hair to get rid of the icing afterwards, and if he were afraid of looking stupid... well, he wouldn't be wearing green spandex in the winter. He smiles brightly at Tenten.]
Okay!
We might have to chase him. But it would be worth it.
[Beaming, she hands over a pair and grabs another, leading the way inside to where Neji is. Grinning like the cat that ate the canary, she looked at their third teammate.]
It rained hair accessories today, Neji. I think you'd look good in a pair.
[Inside, making tea, possibly about to regret not keeping a better eye on his teammates, Neji nods, distracted.]
I can't think of any food that would go well on one's head, Tenten, but thank you for your obvious consideration.
I think they work fine, Neji!
[Fine was a strech of the imagination- Lee really looked like an idiot with the cinammon buns perched on either side of his glossy bowlcut, and he turned to glance at Tenten.]
How do we keep them in place?
[She was biased, but she thought they looked perfect. Tenten waved a butterknife with extra frosting she'd scraped off.]
The frosting. It just takes a few seconds to set, and then it sticks. Here, Neji, let me show you!
[Tenten leans forward, trying to stick them on his head.]
[Glancing over at Lee, he was horrified at the 'new look' he sported. While he had looked somewhat...ridiculous before, this was worse. Why would anyone voluntarily- with all the grace of a shinobi, Neji ducked and sidestepped Tenten's attempt to mutilate his hair, looking less than thrilled]
That's disgusting, Tenten.
It'll wash out. And you can have the cutest hairstyle in Konoha just for one morning!
[She took a step closer, offering the pair.]
It's a gift from the Animus. It can't hurt to play a bit.
[Lee nods in agreement.]
It is not like anyone but us will see anyway, Neji. And you can be a little silly with us sometimes, right?
[His face says otherwise, remaining unconvinced, Neji takes another few steps back away from both of his teammates, casting a worried look over at the tea kettle as it started whistling.]
As much as I believe in team activities, I do not believe putting any type of food into one's hair in the interest of making a fashion statement.
[Tenten set one of the cinnamon buns down on a counter so she could flip off the kettle and pour the water. That being done, she smiles innocently.]
Just for a few moments, Neji? Just for once? It can't hurt once.
[Lee joins in the pleading with wibbly lips and big round puppy-dog eyes. He's really quite good at that look, considering that his eyes are already huge and round.]
Please Neji?
[There was nothing in this world nor the one they were from that could or would ever successully convince Neji to allow cinnamon buns in his hair. His expression said everything about his adversity, and he straightened a bit, looking imperious.]
No, it's disgusting.
[She'd expected resistance. At least he hadn't lashed out, though. Tenten shrugged and gave it one more try.]
A shame you're too scared of messing up your hair to enjoy yourself. One day, Neji, you'll wake up bald, and then you won't have hair OR fun.
[Unperturbed, Neji straightened his clothing] I would be far from joy in either situation.
[Lee cast a considering look at Tenten.]
Two Chuunin against one Jounin...
We could take him. We're nearly Jounin ourselves. Shall we?
[With a wink at Lee, Tenten darted forward, her arms (and thus the cinnamon buns) extended toward Neji.]
Perhaps if we weren't in an enclosed area. [He sidesteps, arms tucked in his sleeves and obviously not prepared to use force against either of them just yet.]
You forget my Proficiency lies in disabling my opponents in close range combat.
[Lee settled into an easy, familiar stance- one hand extended in front of him, the other behind his back. With the cinnamon buns stuck to his head, it managed to look completely dorky- but his teammates well knew what that pose meant.]
That sounds like a challenge, Neji!
Do you forget that we've been training for you for years?
[Tenten sidesteps neatly, winding up on the other side of Neji so that he was between her and Lee.]
[The usual tick of annoyance as he sighs] If you're insistent, I'd rather not risk damage to the house in winter.
We can take it outside, then.
[Lee grinned brightly. Hey, any excuse to spar!]
[The PCD times out as they head outside.]
Lee! Lee! They're not just for eating! They're hair pieces! Try to wear them!
[She demonstrates up near her head.]
[Lee shakes his head, laughing. He's got his own pile of cinnamon buns, and a bit of the white icing is smeared on his face from where he's already eaten one or three.]
I think that style suits you better than it does me, Tenten.
[She grins, and nods in Neji's direction.]
But if you wear it, maybe I can get him to wear it. It's cute, and it might be fun.
[That's enough to persuade Lee. After all, he can wash his hair to get rid of the icing afterwards, and if he were afraid of looking stupid... well, he wouldn't be wearing green spandex in the winter. He smiles brightly at Tenten.]
Okay!
We might have to chase him. But it would be worth it.
[Beaming, she hands over a pair and grabs another, leading the way inside to where Neji is. Grinning like the cat that ate the canary, she looked at their third teammate.]
It rained hair accessories today, Neji. I think you'd look good in a pair.
[Inside, making tea, possibly about to regret not keeping a better eye on his teammates, Neji nods, distracted.]
I can't think of any food that would go well on one's head, Tenten, but thank you for your obvious consideration.
I think they work fine, Neji!
[Fine was a strech of the imagination- Lee really looked like an idiot with the cinammon buns perched on either side of his glossy bowlcut, and he turned to glance at Tenten.]
How do we keep them in place?
[She was biased, but she thought they looked perfect. Tenten waved a butterknife with extra frosting she'd scraped off.]
The frosting. It just takes a few seconds to set, and then it sticks. Here, Neji, let me show you!
[Tenten leans forward, trying to stick them on his head.]
[Glancing over at Lee, he was horrified at the 'new look' he sported. While he had looked somewhat...ridiculous before, this was worse. Why would anyone voluntarily- with all the grace of a shinobi, Neji ducked and sidestepped Tenten's attempt to mutilate his hair, looking less than thrilled]
That's disgusting, Tenten.
It'll wash out. And you can have the cutest hairstyle in Konoha just for one morning!
[She took a step closer, offering the pair.]
It's a gift from the Animus. It can't hurt to play a bit.
[Lee nods in agreement.]
It is not like anyone but us will see anyway, Neji. And you can be a little silly with us sometimes, right?
[His face says otherwise, remaining unconvinced, Neji takes another few steps back away from both of his teammates, casting a worried look over at the tea kettle as it started whistling.]
As much as I believe in team activities, I do not believe putting any type of food into one's hair in the interest of making a fashion statement.
[Tenten set one of the cinnamon buns down on a counter so she could flip off the kettle and pour the water. That being done, she smiles innocently.]
Just for a few moments, Neji? Just for once? It can't hurt once.
[Lee joins in the pleading with wibbly lips and big round puppy-dog eyes. He's really quite good at that look, considering that his eyes are already huge and round.]
Please Neji?
[There was nothing in this world nor the one they were from that could or would ever successully convince Neji to allow cinnamon buns in his hair. His expression said everything about his adversity, and he straightened a bit, looking imperious.]
No, it's disgusting.
[She'd expected resistance. At least he hadn't lashed out, though. Tenten shrugged and gave it one more try.]
A shame you're too scared of messing up your hair to enjoy yourself. One day, Neji, you'll wake up bald, and then you won't have hair OR fun.
[Unperturbed, Neji straightened his clothing] I would be far from joy in either situation.
[Lee cast a considering look at Tenten.]
Two Chuunin against one Jounin...
We could take him. We're nearly Jounin ourselves. Shall we?
[With a wink at Lee, Tenten darted forward, her arms (and thus the cinnamon buns) extended toward Neji.]
Perhaps if we weren't in an enclosed area. [He sidesteps, arms tucked in his sleeves and obviously not prepared to use force against either of them just yet.]
You forget my Proficiency lies in disabling my opponents in close range combat.
[Lee settled into an easy, familiar stance- one hand extended in front of him, the other behind his back. With the cinnamon buns stuck to his head, it managed to look completely dorky- but his teammates well knew what that pose meant.]
That sounds like a challenge, Neji!
Do you forget that we've been training for you for years?
[Tenten sidesteps neatly, winding up on the other side of Neji so that he was between her and Lee.]
[The usual tick of annoyance as he sighs] If you're insistent, I'd rather not risk damage to the house in winter.
We can take it outside, then.
[Lee grinned brightly. Hey, any excuse to spar!]
[The PCD times out as they head outside.]