Incentive Prompt
Title: The Encounter with Boys
Author: ginnekomiko
Prompt: Incentive
Rating: G
Genre: humor
Word count: 250
Characters: Miroku, Sango, and their kids.
Note: This was actually my first idea for the father's day challenge. I decided to recycle it.
The Encounter with Boys
In the beginning, he didn’t need much incentive to flirt. I just came naturally. The added pressure to produce an heir if he failed in his quest to kill Naraku certainly helped things along.
Now things were different; he was settled down with a wife and family.
He loved them dearly, his two little girls. They’d grown up to look very much like their mother. They both had strong wills, but also kind smiles.
All was peaceful, until his boy came running. “Papa, Papa! Shinju and Anzu are with boys!”
“What?” Miroku asked. “Where are they?”
“By the river.”
He saw them standing by a bridge, talking with two young boys, smiling and laughing and waving their hands in a dismissive manner.
Those boys were flirting with his girls.
They would pay for this!
“Take responsibility for your actions!” he declared.
“Papa?” the two girls asked in unison.
He didn’t stop running.
This caused the two boys to cower and run away.
“Papa…” the two girls sighed.
“You’re only twelve. You can wait to talk to boys, can’t you? I want to be sure my girls meet the right boys who will take care of their hearts. Why don’t you go home and play?”
“Okay! Come on, Shinju!” Anzu said as she grabbed her sister’s hand and took off at a run.
“Imagine the once lecherous monk, now so protective of his own daughters,” a voice said behind him. “You overreacted, again.”
“Sorry, Sango,” he sighed.
Author: ginnekomiko
Prompt: Incentive
Rating: G
Genre: humor
Word count: 250
Characters: Miroku, Sango, and their kids.
Note: This was actually my first idea for the father's day challenge. I decided to recycle it.
The Encounter with Boys
In the beginning, he didn’t need much incentive to flirt. I just came naturally. The added pressure to produce an heir if he failed in his quest to kill Naraku certainly helped things along.
Now things were different; he was settled down with a wife and family.
He loved them dearly, his two little girls. They’d grown up to look very much like their mother. They both had strong wills, but also kind smiles.
All was peaceful, until his boy came running. “Papa, Papa! Shinju and Anzu are with boys!”
“What?” Miroku asked. “Where are they?”
“By the river.”
He saw them standing by a bridge, talking with two young boys, smiling and laughing and waving their hands in a dismissive manner.
Those boys were flirting with his girls.
They would pay for this!
“Take responsibility for your actions!” he declared.
“Papa?” the two girls asked in unison.
He didn’t stop running.
This caused the two boys to cower and run away.
“Papa…” the two girls sighed.
“You’re only twelve. You can wait to talk to boys, can’t you? I want to be sure my girls meet the right boys who will take care of their hearts. Why don’t you go home and play?”
“Okay! Come on, Shinju!” Anzu said as she grabbed her sister’s hand and took off at a run.
“Imagine the once lecherous monk, now so protective of his own daughters,” a voice said behind him. “You overreacted, again.”
“Sorry, Sango,” he sighed.