Breakpoint by UnknownRandomness

Commands

Disclaimer: I do not own Xander’s words from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which I also do not own.

Prompt: Rapscallion - A rascal; a good for nothing fellow.

Word Count: 273

“You never help out with the chores, nor do you lift a finger even if I ask for your help, and when I take a rare break from everything clamouring for my attention; you insult me!”

The demon slowly stood from his seat, using his superior height to tower over her before stating imperiously,

“This Sesshoumaru is Lord of the We-“

“And don’t give me any of your, I’m a lord crap, you are in my house buddy and you will damn well pull your own weight! To quote a very wise man, ‘you earn your keep, or you don’t get kept.’ So you’d better get off that perfectly formed arse of yours and help this one! You can start by clearing the kitchen table.”

And with that decisive instruction given, Kagome raised her chin and looked down her nose at her lazy lover before turning and purposefully sitting in the seat Sesshoumaru had just stood up from. When he did nothing more than stare at her like she’d just flashed the emperor, she clapped her hands and shouted,

“Chop, chop, get to it!”

With a glare as powerful as Inuyasha’s Wind Scar had been, the demon reluctantly began to do as he was told, clearly taking her threat seriously. Inside, the young woman cheered victoriously. She had gotten Sesshoumaru to do menial chores! Propping her feet up on the coffee table – something she had forbidden the demon from doing because the last time he had the table had split in two – Kagome turned on the T.V. and thought about what else she could get this new and improved Western Lord to do.