Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon

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It was a shoeless day for most of the island; the resident cranky, silver-haired ninja was among that group. That, however, wasn't enough of a deterrent to keep him in his room when he had nothing to do.

He was feeling so restless, in fact, that he was cooking.

There was a pot of hot water on the stove, accompanied by several different kinds of tea, and Kabuto was making omelets. He was in a breakfast-y mood, and if he didn't have work to do, he was going to make a real meal. And if anyone wanted, he was totally willing to share.