Fugaku looked at the kittens. She had a point. He would probably end up with kittens zipped in pockets if he tried this alone. The last thing he wanted was to deliver traumatized kittens to the house.
With a mix of a sigh and a grunt Fugaku nodded. "You have a good point." And the smaller kitten was starting to wake up. He really needed to get them home before they got hungry.
Fugaku reached down and grabbed the handle of his basket before standing up. The older one got, the more of an art standing became. Kids bounced up and down without a thought, but as joints stiffened or gave out, simply standing on a chilly, rainy day reminded Fugaku of every one of his days of service to Konoha.
He really was that old, wasn't he?
Fugaku held the kitten in one hand and offered it to the girl. It gave a hideously loud meow. "Would you like me to carry the umbrella?" Or he might have to stoop a little. Or more than a little.
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With a mix of a sigh and a grunt Fugaku nodded. "You have a good point." And the smaller kitten was starting to wake up. He really needed to get them home before they got hungry.
Fugaku reached down and grabbed the handle of his basket before standing up. The older one got, the more of an art standing became. Kids bounced up and down without a thought, but as joints stiffened or gave out, simply standing on a chilly, rainy day reminded Fugaku of every one of his days of service to Konoha.
He really was that old, wasn't he?
Fugaku held the kitten in one hand and offered it to the girl. It gave a hideously loud meow. "Would you like me to carry the umbrella?" Or he might have to stoop a little. Or more than a little.