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Kind smiles, genuine warmth and confident persuasion made it very easy for Kagome to yield to Rin's invitation of staying for dinner. Sesshoumaru's gleaming kitchen was soon filled with busy hands; Sesshoumaru had been drafted into helping after he'd closed up the shop and Shippo had turned up on the doorstep with a jaunty smile and a bag of carrots in hand.
Watched over by Rin, the assembled troops diced, simmered, marinated, seasoned and boiled.
Shippo's silly saucer-juggling antics encouraged a giggle from the women, but only earned him a stern eyebrow quirk from Sesshoumaru.
"I'm just having a little fun," the red head protested, adding a ladle to his juggling act with a jaunty flourish.
"As long as your fun doesn't come at the expense of Sesshoumaru's favourite dishes," Rin chided as she added diced vegetables to the pans Sesshoumaru was watching over.
"So many," Kagome commented as Shippo added a sieve to the display. Sesshoumaru stole a wooden spoon from the fray, looking as though he longed to use it to swat at the kitsune's paws.
"I can juggle with kitsune-bi too!" he enthused, waggling his brows at Kagome.
"Not in the kitchen!" Rin chastised fondly.
Sesshoumaru scoffed. "Your last attempt ended with singed tails, and eyebrows, and hair." His nose wrinkled in disgust.
Shippo managed to look simultaneously abashed and mischievous. "And your favourite haori~"
Sesshoumaru's upturned nose prompted Shippo to poke his tongue out.
Giggles escaped unbidden; Rin hid her face in her sleeve, Kagome ducked her head - her hair hiding her face, but it didn't quite manage to disguise her shaking shoulders.
Seconds later, Shippo gave into the giggles. Leaving Sesshoumaru to pluck the falling dishes out of the midair disapprovingly.
"Wow!" Kagome gasped, genuinely awed. Sesshoumaru allowed himself to preen – just a little.
Prompt: Foolish
Words: 300