This was written for the oneshot contest at the Dokuga_contest community at Livejournal. Prompt: Pajamas. Originally posted on February 25th 2011.

As there was some sort of confusion, I'll want to say something. All oneshots and drabbles are not interrelated. They play in various universes and have different premises. This is not one stringent story, but rather a wild mix of scenes I've written for writing contests.

And now, enjoy some random silliness!^^

Hedda

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„A bedtime story!"

„Yeah! Wanna hear a story!"

„Can you read us a story, please?"

"Pretty please!"

Kagome had to suppress a snicker, while a horde of kids, clad in Hello-Kitty pyjamas in various colours, surrounded her husband. Sesshomaru looked at her, obviously searching for some kind of support, but she resumed her cleaning of the table and freed it from the remains of the last party game.

"Fine. I'll be with you in a minute," he said, his voice void of joy.

The children, including their daughter Sango, cheered loudly skipping off to the children's bedroom, bouncing into each other on the way. Kagome shook her head smiling benevolently as she placed the dirty plates in the sink.

Soon enough strong arms found their place around her waist and she felt her husband's breathe on her neck. Goosebumps appeared on her skin, as he placed soft kisses on her ear, nibbling on it as well.

"This plate could be used in an operation theatre by now," he whispered.

Rolling her eyes, she put the indeed very clean plate aside, turned around and faced Sesshomaru. He seized this opportunity and trapped her between the kitchen furniture and himself.

"Didn't you want to read something for the kids?" she asked, smirking.

His already fair skin paled another few nuances. Sesshomaru was a great father for their daughter, but being surrounded by seven five year old girls seemed to pose a real challenge for the former demon lord. Quirking an eyebrow, he regarded her for a moment and then slowly entangled himself from their embrace.

"And you are certain that you desire another one?" he enquired incredulously.

"They are just kids!" she scolded. "Alright, I'll finish my task here and then I'll come to rescue you from the little monsters!"

Her reward was a small peck on her cheek. When Sesshomaru finally had left the kitchen, she was able to focus on her job again.

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Slowly she opened to door to her daughter's bedroom and scurried inside. Sesshomaru sat on the edge of Sango's bed, while the blue, pink, pink, yellow, green, brown and pink Kitty sat on the floor in a semi-circle around him, listening attentive. However, their eyes were not sparkling as children's eyes were supposed to while someone read to them. And the reason became obvious to her soon after her husband had read the next few passages.

He would have won any reading contest that valued exactness the most, as he made not a single mistake. Yet, his reading was even, mechanical and it lacked the most importing attribute when it came to reading: the heart.

When he had come to the scene where the frog laughed maniacally, Sesshomaru only produced a monotone "ha ha". It was the moment Kagome realized that she had to intervene. She snapped the book from him and began to read the story for the kids the way it should be done.

Kagome poured her heart into the reading. Her frog was squawking, her lion was roaring, her snake was cunning and her sheep… sheepish. Instantly the kids were glued to her lips, their eyes shone brightly.

She was just getting to the climax of the story, when the book in her hands suddenly vanished into thin air. She was surprised when she saw Sesshomaru holding the books into his hands, flipping through the pages quite vigorously. Then, without any warning, he threw the book onto the bad. The children and Kagome started to wonder what was about to happen, when unexpectedly Sesshomaru dropped down on the floor, his arms pressed on his side. Drawing in a deep breath, she was about to get up and the help him, when Sesshomaru started to move.

She had never seen something this creepy before.

Like he had lost all of his bones, he weaved around the children, his tongue darted out occasionally. The girls were surprised at first, but now they were loudly cheering, urging the giant snake to move on.

Lion. Sheep. Frog.

He did them all and they were hilarious. Kagome had to admit: Her beloved husband had taken reading to the next level. However, after she had seen her husband, the mighty Sesshomaru, former Lord of the Western lands, graceful from head to toe, croaking like a frog, jumping across the room in pursuit of imaginary flies, she was not so sure, whether she wanted to sleep in the same bed as him tonight.

After all, she had married Sesshomaru, not Jaken.