The sun shown bright in the clear blue sky as a slight breeze rolled through the great city of Konohagakure. On this fine day, as with many others, Ninja could be seen making there way all over the village and into the surrounding forest. Their tasks all different, and yet their goals all the same, create revenue for the village hidden in the leaves. These missions consist of a wide variety of requests, from picking up groceries for an old lady, all the way to escorting important political leaders through dangerous territories. Depending on the level of difficulty, these jobs ranged in the amount of Ryo that they paid.

Everyone always seemed to be in need of money, especially ninja. Unfortunately, Ptolemy was also a part of this group. In his desperate need of money, he had accepted the first mission he could find. Now don't misunderstand, His only desire was to help out the village. But if he could gain a little extra money while doing it, then that would be great.

Ptolemy had gotten up early in the morning so that he could train some before beginning work on his tasks for the day. Which consisted of buying food, cleaning his kunai blades, and returning a few books to the library. Once he was finished, he had decided that it was time to refill his money pouch. All of these events lead up to the setting before us. A seventeen year old boy, average height and muscular build, making his way to a park.

Ptolemy shielded his eyes from the sun as he made his way into one of the parks that spot the entire village. His mission for the day was to help in the process of cleaning up and rejuvenating the village parks. He immediately decided that the first order of business would be to pick up the multiple pieces of garbage that littered the grounds and the nearby stream. At first, picking up the trash was pretty easy. But after a few minutes, the wind began to pick up and soon there were pieces flying all over the park. For anyone walking by, the sight of a teenage ninja running all over the dirty park trying to catch trash would have surely elicited a few laughs. Finally, after what seemed like eternity, Ptolemy put the last piece of trash into the trash bag.

Next he noticed a long row of mulch that had some unplanted saplings standing a few feet from it. It looked as if someone had gotten halfway done with the job and then decided that they had something better to do. With a sigh Ptolemy took a knee next to the mulch and began to dig out the soft soil with his hands. Although it took a while, he felt extremely proud of his work after he was finished. Although, he was a little bit embarrassed when he went to get the saplings and he noticed that there was a shovel leaning up against one. Laughing at himself, he grabbed the young trees and began filling dirt in around them once they were in their holes.

Finally, with only a few hours of sunlight left, Ptolemy stumbled across an area of the park that had grown totally out of control. The grass was to his knees, and the bushes had no shape to them. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he pulled out a kunai knife and attacked the bushes with a vengeance. Requiring much more energy than he was expecting, Ptolemy found himself lying on his back panting by the time he was finished. The bushes now took on a perfectly square shape, and looked extremely professional. It did not take long for him to retrieve the grass cutting contraption from the park's storage shed, and to put the grass back to it's appropriate length. After sitting down and catching his breath, Ptolemy forced himself onto his feet and slowly left the park.