Prompt 15: (Dog) Poop on the Sidewalk
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
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Kagome closed her eyes, trying to clam herself down. It wasn't working.
Not that she expected it to work. It was a wonder she was as calm as she was, though that wasn't very calm.
Her mate was a dog. She got it, accepted it, embraced it. Whatever.
But just because he was a dog, didn't mean he had to act like it, all of the time.
"Sesshomaru," Kagome whispered menacingly.
The daiyoukai in question stopped growling and turned to look at his miko. He raised an eyebrow.
"Your possessiveness is getting out of control," she said. "You need counseling."
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I would love to sit in on those bloodbaths.
I mean, sessions.
Sessions, of course.
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