Credit to EcoliandDaChihuahua for the "steamed like broccoli" thing. I'm surprised you people actually like this fic. This was a little cracked up thing I made for my own amusement, and already over thirty reviews. Tell me, are you people insane? If so, then stay that way.

Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, would I be denying it?

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Orochimaru was steamed. Like broccoli. With cheese

Not only had the Sound Four lost, but Sasuke had come to him half-dead and asleep. This was unacceptable.

“You people SUCK!” He was not happy with Kidomaru and Jiroubou. Breathing heavily, he continued berating the two.

“Not only are three of you DEAD, but you also brought back my new body, and it was BROKEN!”

Kabuto exited Sasuke’s room, removing his latex gloves. “Orochimaru-sama, is this angry yelling or broken hearing aid yelling?”

Jiroubou looked at the medic in contempt. “Unfortunately, it’s both.”

“WHAT?!”

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Sasuke woke up to yelling. Loud yelling. Slipping out of bed, he watched as Orochimaru screamed at his subordinates.

“If Sasuke’s dead, then you guys are going down with him, got it?!”

”I’m not dead,’ Sasuke deadpanned. Orochimaru whirled round.

“Oh,” said Orochimaru, becoming very nice all of a sudden, “Sasuke-kun! You’re awake!”

“And you’re an old man,” the boy said, smirking.

“I’m NOT old!!”

“Well, Orochimaru-sama, with all due respect…”

“I’M NOT OLD!”

“But…!”

“NOT OLD!"

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Yeah, that's it. No, I won't add more to this chapter. Yes, you may review. NOW!