Molliemon

Etymology Part II “What did you just say?” Naruto blinked as he gazed down at his firstborn child in utter puzzlement. Bolt Uzumaki, his mischievous blond-haired boy, looked back up at him with a curious mixture of innocence and defiance on his whisker-marked little face. Since he was regrettably busy (damn, he wasn’t even Hokage yet and it seemed like he was always busy!) he’d had to back out of taking Bolt around the village like he’d planned to earlier.  Instead, Grandpa Namikaze had stepped in and turned the little Father-Son day into a Grandfather-Grandson day.  And now, during a lunch brea

The Little Sea Monkey Kakarrot grinned as he powered through the sea just under the surface, every now and then bursting through a swell into the open air.  Earlier he’d been bored until the distant silhouette of a sea turtle had inspired him.  There was always something to do around Turtle Island! He’d discovered this little playground almost a year ago when he’d been about eleven years old, and he usually found his way there at least a few times a week.  It was a fairly remote place, with only a few neighboring dots of land visible on the horizon.  And it was small, having only enough room for a single human resident.