The day was ending, and Puppet was walking back to her room, she felt a presence... and didn't like it. Nervously, she opened her door, and there he was...
Madara...
He was sitting in a chair, glaring at Puppet, with his Sharingan.
Puppet bowed, "Good evening Madara-sama..."
"You know why I'm here."
She nodded, her body still hunched over in respect.
"I'm going to give you two options Puppet, either pay Kakuzu back every single penny you spent, or face brutal punishment." He threatened.
When she tried to speak, she found that there was a lump in her throat. The words were on her tongue, yet... she couldn't speak... but she knew... she knew that she couldn't pay Kakuzu back... it was a part of her curse.
She swallowed, "I'll take punishment..." Since there was no other possible option.
Madara stood, and walked to the door.
At the last minute he glanced at her, "10 days in Tsukuyomi. As a start." He slammed the door behind him.
Puppet fell to her knees, gasping for the breath she couldn't seem to find... 'What have I done...'
