Prompt given:
"Dogs don't wear clothes."
Inuyasha watched the young twins play with their new puppy from his spot next to Miroku on the patio, sipping his beer with an arrogant grin as their father was still grimacing from his obvious and pathetic weakness for his daughters. The man could hardly ever say no to them, and the pair of five year olds took full advantage of that.
It was clear neither he nor Sango were interested in taking in a dog, let alone a puppy that was going to take more effort and attention than anything to potty train while they were currently in lieu of potty training their two year old. So, the twins' birthday had come and past and the parents had attempted to quell their new desire for a dog by getting them matching, motion-detecting toy pups that yapped whenever you walked by. Inuyasha personally witnessed Miroku begin to crumble as he watched the slight disappointment in his daughters' eyes upon opening their barking gifts. Kagome and he had actually placed bets that very night to see how long it would take for the man to give in and get a dog. Inuyasha said within the week, and Kagome, being Kagome, said he would never go behind Sango's back.
Looks like he just scored fifty bucks.
"Oh, I have an idea!" One of the girls announced, running inside as the other continued to play with the small, chocolate Labrador. Moments later, she came flying back out with a large, grey garment in hand, launching over the two small steps in her excitement. Miroku winced in anticipation of her falling, unclenching when the little girl stuck her landing and continued her way over to her sister.
Quickly, the two were on board with one another, working together to dress their unsuspecting victim in what unraveled to be Miroku's favorite sweater.
"Look at him!"
"He's so cute!"
"He looks so grown up now!"
"You're right, he's handsome not cute!"
"Girls," Miroku began, cocking a brow as he interrupted their adorable banter, the puppy now bouncing around and trying to shake his way free from the pullover hoody. "Whatcha doing?"
"Dressing him up! We can't have him running around naked!" One responded, her smile beaming of pride from her brilliant idea.
"Well, dogs don't actually wear clothes."
"Uncle Inu wears clothes."
Inuyasha's face instantly deadpanned, ear twitching as his friend tried to muffle his snorted snickers behind a fist.
"Fuck you." He casually murmured, tipping the beer bottle to his lips.