Xmas in Summer has officially had to become a one-day drabble posting bonanza on the last day of September because 2020 just refuses to calm down.
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“Nii-san, what do you think?”
Harry stared at Naruto, unable to say anything out loud. Instead of the bright and cheerful smile that Naruto always wore, the teenager in front of Harry had a cruel expression that made Harry’s mind alert with unease. The slitted purple eyes above the sadistic grin didn’t help matters. Harry desperately pinched the inside of his arm once again.
The sharp pain once again confirmed that Harry was not dreaming. Not willing to believe it just yet, Harry cast a stinging hex. He winced at the pain. This, whatever this was and wherever he was, it was all real.
“Nii-san?” Naruto called out in a demanding tone, with a rumbling growl in his tone that really made Harry’s neck prickle at the threat of danger. The runic waves on Naruto’s red clothes spun and curled at a dizzying speed, an obvious sign of Harry’s protective magic on his clothes. “Don’t you like my plan to make Konoha suffer?”
Harry kept his eyes on the waves, not wanting to look at the unconscious but bloodied Konoha ninja that hung by their mangled wrists from the ceiling. There was no way that this was real life. How had he ended up here? The last thing he remembered was, Harry grimaced in confusion realizing that he couldn’t actually remember what had happened just before he opened his eyes to see this disturbing version of Naruto.
When Harry didn’t reply, Naruto sighed in annoyance as he threw a glowing purple needle into the only ninja that looked awake at the moment. “We don’t need another super complicated plan, nii-san,” Naruto said, his voice not drowning out the horrifying screams that echoed against the ruins’ walls around them. “Sometimes the simple ones that cause suffering are a good way to pass the time until we reach our ultimate goal.”
Harry dug his fingernails into his palm, doing his best not to scream at the entire situation. Even if he tried to launch a spell at this Naruto to stop him, Harry knew even without trying that the enchanted red clothes would protect Naruto from any attack- magical or otherwise.
“Just watch, nii-san,” Naruto said, the marks on his cheeks glowing an ominous red, as his grin sharpened with sadistic glee. “We’ll make all of them remember the name Uzumaki.”
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All I can say about this drabble is that it's... a very 2020 vibe to me.
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