[He’d probably be down for games actually, so long as they’re challenging. Naruto would be the one to love smashing games. Mindless violence with increasing skill. Sasuke, though, would appreciate the puzzle and story ones most.
His arm easily starts pumping the handle of the wooden rifle, and he watches Senri as he does. It’s clear Senri is almost as bad as Sasuke around a gun, but particularly this carnival game.] Stop. You look stupid.
[Reaching out with one hand, Sasuke pushes Senri’s gun down onto the counter, trying to get Senri to let it go.] Here. [With a sigh, he steps with little reluctance right up behind Senri and flush front to side and back. Both arms encircle the other boy’s shoulders, and he firmly fits the gun’s stock to Senri’s shoulder. His chin lowers to Senri’s other shoulder, his eyes forward.] You can win your own prize. [He puts Senri’s hands below his, one on the gun and one on the trigger.]
Don’t close your eye. You have to use both of them. Are you ready?
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His arm easily starts pumping the handle of the wooden rifle, and he watches Senri as he does. It’s clear Senri is almost as bad as Sasuke around a gun, but particularly this carnival game.] Stop. You look stupid.
[Reaching out with one hand, Sasuke pushes Senri’s gun down onto the counter, trying to get Senri to let it go.] Here. [With a sigh, he steps with little reluctance right up behind Senri and flush front to side and back. Both arms encircle the other boy’s shoulders, and he firmly fits the gun’s stock to Senri’s shoulder. His chin lowers to Senri’s other shoulder, his eyes forward.] You can win your own prize. [He puts Senri’s hands below his, one on the gun and one on the trigger.]
Don’t close your eye. You have to use both of them. Are you ready?