Prompt: Butterfly
"Did you REALLY need to melt my car?!"
No.
"Yes."
"Why?!"
Sesshoumaru strained for an excuse.
Ah, all those hours watching true crime documentaries finally had a use. "DNA evidence and blood. Police could have found traces of him inside your vehicle, and I assume you wish to avoid that."
Nailed it.
Kagome sighed, trudging away from the puddle of acid slowly disintegrating within the abandoned car park. Takara yawned, shifting in her butterfly print onesie.
"I guess I should thank you."
"You're welcome," Sesshoumaru followed. "What now?"
Kagome lifted her bag of cleaning supplies into view, smiling jadedly.