Work, work, work, meeting, paperwork, more work. . . And Madara wasn’t even there to talk to!

And Tobirama already told Hashirama off for getting distracted today. . . Three times. But he just wanted something else to do! How could someone be expected to do so much paperwork when all he wanted to do was talk?! There were village people to talk to and his children who needed attention and he was here?! Boring.

Hashirama was sitting at his desk, trying to come up with an idea for getting out of being productive, when he felt an all too familiar presence coming to his office. He perked up immediately. Really?! An excuse so good was just being handed over!

Hashirama was already standing up quickly as there was a knock on his office door.

Hashirama: “Yes, yes! Come in!”

Hashirama said, and as the door opened, he couldn’t help but laugh loudly. He was right! His child was here! Here to provide him with a wonderful distraction from all this meaningless (very important) paperwork.

Hashirama: “I was hoping to see you before I got home today!”