Madara pulled up in front of the school and grumbled to himself. Somehow, someways, he got stuff on uncle duty, picking up Hashirama’s son.

Granted, Madara and Hashirama wasn’t related, they were close enough to be considered brothers.

Madara watched as Tendo, Hashirama’s son, got into the car. ‘Sup, Unc? The 7 year old says, tossing his bag to the back.