An explosion rang out...
Fugaku jolted awake from a sound sleep...
"Young people these days. Always so explosive," Hiruzen said with a helpless yawn in the next room.
"Wait, wasn't Asuma in there too?!" Hiruzen suddenly sat up.
Things had gotten a little out of hand. Blowing up the school was one thing, but this time they'd blown up the Konoha Military Police Force headquarters too...
"They're young. It's perfectly normal to be hotheaded. Obito, hmm, he's carrying on the fine traditions of our Uchiha Clan," Madara said, expressing his understanding.
"I'm warning you, stay away from my great-grandson from now on! You're eighty percent responsible for how he's turned out!" Tobirama was so angry he could barely speak.
"Heh, quite the temper. What could you possibly teach him?" Madara asked calmly.
"I can teach him plenty," Tobirama said, about to pull out a few forbidden techniques to show him.
"Those few forbidden techniques of yours—do they have even half the power of my Rinnegan?" Madara asked, his Rinnegan glowing with a soft purple light.
"Your Rinnegan isn't worth a damn. Just you wait. One day I'll develop a forbidden technique that'll kill you! I've already planned everything out for him: master five hundred forbidden techniques at five, five thousand at ten, create his own at fifteen, and integrate everything he's learned at twenty!" Tobirama said calmly.
"Then let me tell you, I've got everything planned for Obito too. Awaken the Sharingan at three, three tomoe at five, Mangekyo at eight, eternal Mangekyō Sharingan at ten, Rinnegan at twelve, and at fifteen he'll come straight to Outer Space with me to beat up Otsutsuki," Madara said calmly.
"...All that stuff you're talking about... is a little complicated. Hehe, my grandson really likes acting right now. As long as he's