A/N: A tale told in drabbles. Five updates Mon-Friday, breaks on the weekends. Please read, review, and enjoy Lord Taisho's Bride-Procuring Extravaganza.
Peculiar
She.
Is.
Mortified.
The morning meal has lasted over two hours, food smelling absolutely divine, and the only way she can distract herself from the hunger is to desperately search for Sesshomaru's mother. The rumble of her protesting tummy is loud to even her ears, and she imagines if she hears it, all hundred-something guests have, too. Kagome panics, a deer in headlights, and is saved by a most peculiar event.
Inutaisho begins to giggle.
Giggles turn to chuckles, which turns to chortles that becomes full-on convulsions. The Lord of the West is howling, and she doesn't know what to do. The velocity of his cackles brings others snickers, including Masu and Lady Bou, with Atsukage and Uchihiko being the only exceptions.
"Perhaps we have overstayed our welcome," Inutaisho wheezes. "Come, my esteemed guests; we shall retire and meet again tonight so that our hard-working attendants can have their fill!"
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