This is the last post for today and for the Advent Calendar.
Jen asked for the deaged story to be finished. And I have to be honest, I don't remember a good chunk of what I had planned for this story. I mean I do have bit and pieces plus my haphazard notes, so I might eventually cobble up something coherent.
Jen asked for the deaged story to be finished. And I have to be honest, I don't remember a good chunk of what I had planned for this story. I mean I do have bit and pieces plus my haphazard notes, so I might eventually cobble up something coherent.
But for today, you'll have to settle
for a super short filler chapter of this series.
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Pushed into wakefulness by the sound of
delighted laughter, Harry sat up in confusion. The bed beside him was
empty and cold to the touch.
After another bout of laughter reached
his ears, Harry got off the bed and followed the sounds until he
reached Sai's half opened room door.
Peeking in from the side, Harry
couldn't help but smile at the sight inside the room.
Seated in a veritable forest of ink
drawings brought to life, Naruto was holding an ink bird close to his
chest as he drew something on Sai's open scroll. His tongue poked out
as he moved the brush with serious concentration.