just the two of us
It was a pretty average day for Naruto. He got up, hopped out of bed to the counter, and opened it, reaching in for some ramen.
His hand hit something weirdly large and solid.
“Ouch! What d’you suppose you’re doing, mate?” a voice that sounded exactly like his own, only with a weird accent, yelped.
Naruto wrenched the door to the cabinet all the way open, and inside it was. It was him. Another Naruto lying curled up inside the cabinet on a pile of ramen packets.
“Who are you???” he asked loudly, because what the frick how was there another Naruto there was only supposed to be one is he the evil version of Naruto is he here to kill him and replace him what’s going on-
“Why, I’m Nart,” Naruto #2 said pleasantly. “G’day, mate.”
Naruto felt himself starting to calm down. “Ohh, so you’re not another me.”
“Yep, that’s right,” Nart said. “If anything, you’d be another me. Help me up, won’t you lad? I don’t s’pose you know how I got here, do you?”
“Oh yeah, that reminds me! How the heck did you get into my house, huh?!” Naruto demanded, helping him up.
“I dunno, that’s why I asked you,” Nart said absentmindedly. “Ya got any ramen I could have?”
Naruto broke out into a grin. Finally, someone who would hang out with him and eat ramen with him! “Yeah, I was just about to make some! You want some?”
“Yes, please!” Nart said enthusiastically. “That would really butter my biscuits!”
“Idiot Nart, we’re not having biscuits,” Naruto said, laughing, and a laugh track played in the background.
This was the beginning of the end.
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Kidding!