Pain stood at a podium and said, “My fellow Akatsuki, we are here to honor the loss of our comrade Sasori.”
Pain looked at the side of the room and saw that Kisame was getting chakula served to him from a buffet kwa Zetsu and Konan.
“Hey we aren’t supposed to start eating until the service is over,” Pain complained.
“Well wewe are kind of losing the crowd sir,” Zetsu said, “Maybe try to liven it up a bit.”
“It’s a funeral,” Pain said, “If things were alive we wouldn’t be here in the first place.”
Pain looked out at the crowd to see Hidan snoring with a small stream of drool...
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