Underpants Gnomes by MontiK

Booby Trapped

[Booby Trapped]
The booby traps lain, the underpants safe in the floor safe in the closet, and the dog-demon and his wife slept peacefully for the first time in weeks. There was no way those gnomes could maneuver past the series of pulleys, strings, flying whip-creamed pies, jingling bells, and strawberry syrup without making noise and alerting the dog to there presence. And thus allowing their capture, interrogation and the recovery of all pilfered panties over the past week.

Sesshoumaru was awoken from his dreams doggy biscuits and ham bones by a loud crashing in the kitchen. Forgoing turning on the light he rushed out of their room, sure that they had finally caught there prey. He was not prepared for the still readied traps he fumbled into, having assumed all were set off by the would-be catch.

Kagome woke suddenly at the abrupt feeling of her husband's weight leaving the bed. She groaned as she heard a loud series of crashes, platters, and 'oofs' followed by angry growls. Crawling out of bed she slipped on her robe before walking down the hall into the kitchen, without failing to turn on the light. 

There she found a still growling Sesshoumaru. He was tangled in the endless mess of strings that were previously hung about the kitchen as triggers for their booby traps. A bucket of strawberry syrup was hanging tipped off the side of his head, his hair died a pinkish color from the syrup. Whipped-cream was smeared over his cheek and down his night-shirt, and the little bells meant to alarm them if anything entered the room tinkled merrily each time he struggled. 

She walked over to him and tried to stifle her giggles. Reaching down she ran a finger over his whipper-cream and syrup covered cheek and licked it off. The way his growls immediately stopped and he turned to glare at her (which was completely ineffective in his current state) shattered her resolve and she crumpled to the ground laughing hysterically. 

"At least it tastes better than flypaper," she gasped through her laughs. 

She fell to her side, heedless of the syrup staining her robe as she held her sides trying to relieve the giggle induced stitches. From her vantage point on the ground she had a clear view of his back, peeking her teary eyes open she spotted a small rectangular shape. Peeling it off of him she examined it, her change in demeanor drew his attention. Across the top in big bold letters were the words Disney World.

"Sesshoumaru, is this yours?" Kagome asked. 

Shaking his head he replied, "No."

She hmmed thoughtfully before abruptly standing and exclaiming, "Then the Gnomes must have dropped it!" She brandished the brochure as if it were a sword, swinging it through the sir. She shouted, "A vacation! To Disney World we go!" She then stomped off with purpose to the bedroom to commence packing, leaving Sesshoumaru to find his own way out of his sticky, string prison.