[There's a turkey on its last legs, mostly down. Two Tentens turn into one, and she reaches into a holster for one more weapon.]

And now we're do-- A spoon?

[Her voice went from stern to confused as she looks at her hand. Tenten sighs. It is indeed a spoon.]

I have got to figure something out. But why not...

[Accurately she flings the spoon ( Read more... )