[Madara had been walking around, doing everything possible to not clean, when he hears a muffled voice coming from who knows where.
He decides walking towards it is a good idea, so he starts looking for the source, only to find the chest and stare at it curiously. He lifts the lid and raises an eyebrow.]
Drink Me
He decides walking towards it is a good idea, so he starts looking for the source, only to find the chest and stare at it curiously. He lifts the lid and raises an eyebrow.]
How, exactly, am I supposed to help you?