Kiba: *has paint all over his face and hands* No! You can't look yet!
Me: What?
Kiba: Go. *pushes me into a closet*
After ten minutes of banging on the door...
Gaara: Okay, you can come out now.
Me: *flings the door open and stomps in to the living room* OH! MY! GOD!
Gaara: Ain't it pretty?
Me: Why is there a stage in my living room?
Gaara: We're putting on a show, now sit.
Me: *is scared*
I can't get too detailed with what happend after that. But you know the Miss America Pagent? Yeah... Kinda like that, except I'm gonna call it the... Cross-Dressing Ninja Pagent. I will never be able to get the sight of Kakashi in a bikini out of my mind. Nor Kisame in a bridal dress. And Gaara in nothing but his sand and glitter. My eyes hurt now. *twitch twitch*