Konohamaru sauntered blissfully down the empty street, knowing that Udon and Moegi awaited him. Yes, there they were! At the end of the street, waiting him impatiently for him!
“About time!” Moegi screeched (in the manner of a hungry harpy eyeing a rabbit) “This had better be worth it! I had to miss a manicure AND a pedicure for this!”
“Oh it’s worth it alright!” He pulled out a black and yellow ninja mask from his back pocket. “Check it out! When you put it on your face it….”
Konohamaru was interrupted when a large hornet nest plopped on his head. As could be expected, all the hornets within and following it. He dropped the mask and began to run around in circles like a madman. And what else was he supposed to do? Even if he was the perfect picture of sanity before, the intense stinging of the hornets could drive any man to insanity!
“AAAUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! HELP ME! GET IT OFF MY HEAD! GET IT OFF MY HEAD! GET IT OFF MY HEAD! I’M ALLERGIC TO STINGING INSECTS!!!!!!!”
At least, that’s what Udon and Moegi would have heard if Konohamaru’s desperate screams were not muffled by the thick papery walls of the nest.
“SALTY BASTARD SON OF A SHARK MAN!” Udon yelled. “NOW WHAT??!?!?!?!?!???!!!!??!?!?!?”
“PULL IT OFF HIS HEAD!!! I’M GOING TO GET A SMOKE BOMB OR 20!”
“BUT I’M ALLERGIC TO STINGING INSECTS!”
She was already gone. Udon sighed, and grabbed the nest on his friend’s head. Pulling with all his might, he first ignored the pain of the onslaught of stinging hornets. But as the nest began to lift from Konohamaru’s head, a new horde of hornets poured out to swarm Udon. He screamed.
By the time Moegi returned with the smoke bombs, the hornets had all flown away to establish a new nest and both Konohamaru and Udon were lying on their backs, swollen and motley colored, gasping for breath.
