"You know the water is not going to come eat you up right?" Teased Nakul walking in with a pile of dry hay to add up as another makeshift mattress.

Amusement colored his features, gazing at his wife, who stood at the lip of the steaming water, contemplating her next move.

He could see the hesitation, and nervousness, tracing her beautiful face.

She glowed like a sun and had a soothing aura of the moon. Two very different entities, yet it felt like they were wrapped up as one in her form.

The daughter of the fire God, stroked a flames in his heart everytime his gaze traced her features.

A sigh passed through his lips, he really need to get himself in control. He was borderline obsessed with her.

And since the day he heard her confession of love to Dhara, his mind was going crazy.

She loved him. Wow. A woman as beautiful as her, in and out, timid yet the strongest, he had ever known.

Who in her short life had lived a world of unjust, yet was the kindest of all. Was it a surprise that he was falling fast and hard for her?

Which red blooded male wouldn't? But thefact that she loved him, now that was a miracle.

One that he was greatful for more than he could describe.

Draupadi bit her bottom lip, nervousness churning in her stomach, gazing at the steam wafting off the water.

What if it was too hot? How deep was it?

"Being the wife of five great warriors' you are scared?" Drau jumped, not realising, when the first son of Madri had erased the distance between them, and now stood inches away from her.

Silent as the wind, the warrior moved.  Almost like a predator out for prey. His speed too fast to be human.

Or maybe she was too lost in her mind to notice.

But than again he was a warrior, so what did she know? After all hardly a few months on earth counted as experience.

"Arya, you scared me." Laying her hand on her palpitating heart, she breathed in the cool air, calming her nerves.

"Of course. My little cub is scared." His hot breath fanned her ear, making her breath hitch.

His body heat caressing hers, almost making hers come alive with crazy sparks.

"What are you doing here arya?" The jumbled mess that her nerves had been, now pulsed faster, anticipation pumping through her veins instead of fear.

His mischievous orbs clashed with her nervous once. "Cornering my cub."

Cub?

Her face scrunched up beautiful in confusion, making him grin broadly. Mirth cackling brighter in his gorgeous orbs.

Adorable. He so wanted to reach out and caress her cheeks. Her love confession to Dhara playing in his mind.

She loved him. This beautiful creation of lord loved him. He still couldn't believe, he was so lucky to have her love and respect.

"Oh." Warmth flushed her cheeks, her breath hitched. Oh? What sort of reply was that?

Mentally chastising herself, she took a step back, and he took another one towards her.

The mischief in his eyes stirred something deep in her. With the water behind her, it didn't take a genius to know his intentions.

She blinked her lashes all too innocently, mischief unfurling in her like a warm bloom.

He lunged, chuckling, reaching out to push her in water, just as she side stepped, her left leg shooting out, he tripped.

His eyes momentarily wide in horror, realisation hit him like a cold slap, but it was too late.

With a loud splash the eldest son of Madri, and the greatest horse rider ever born, fell face first in the water.

Giggles filled the cave, amusement pumping through her veins. Nakul surfaced through the water, grinning like a loon.

"Drau." He growled in a mock warning, her infectious giggles lighting his heart up like lanterns on Diwali.

"Bad girl, pushing your husband in water is a sin." Seriousness rang through his words, his face a mask of calmness, hadn't it been for his expressive orbs lit with amusement, she would have apologized.

"Me? What did I do arya?" She asked feigning innocence, the air shifted behind her, a sharp jolt and she found herself zooming down towards the water.

A surprised squeak passed through her lips, she braced her body for the bitting hit of the water.

Arms wrapped around her, water splashed.

Strong arms around her waist tightened, pulling her up from the depths. A smirking Sehdev stood at the lip of the  hot spring.

Nakul's chest rumbled with laughter, pulling his wife closer to his chest. The all too familiar warmth pulsing through him, like the entire world was complete.

"Well done brother."

"That's cheating." Drau accused, "So what if it is?" Sehdev asked cocking his head, before moving back and running towards them.

There were a handful of people to meet the free side of youngest pandav. The silent prince, that most took up as an introvert.

But he was merely a person, who didn't get involved in mind numbing chatter, until it was his family.

Her breath hitched, Sehdev jumped up in the air, and cannonballed into the water.

A loud splash on her left, and the master of all the knowledge broke through the surface.

"Show off." The eldest twin snorted, grinning broadly.

"I am when it comes to a certain female." The deep rumbling confession did nothing but spike the heat in her cheeks.

"Flirting is my department, so back off."

"The same one because of which Drau wasn't talking to you?" Sehdev asked, moving through the water, erasing the distance between them.

"Touchè." Nakul tightened his arms around their wife, pressing his lips to the back of her head.

"Arya." Her voice husked, breath hitching, feeling their firm warrior bodies sandwiching her between the duo.

The two lowered their heads, nuzzling her opposite side of neck. "Yes lil'one." The youngest born of Madri crooned in her ear, making her body thrum with sparks.

Their lips grazed on her velvety soft skin, sparks lit her body, and under their touches she felt her body come alive.

Sensations  whirled like a torrent wind, a warmth blazing deep in her core, the soul searing intensity of their eyes had her momentarily freezing. Her grip tightened on Sehdev's forearms.

Words clogged in her throat, the two doing little to ease her palpitating organ in her chest, who seemed to work overtime to break through her chest.

"I missed you so much, Drau." The rumbling throaty words had her jolting,  Sehdev's hand gripping the back of her long hair, fisting them.

Flames licked her from within, kindling an unknown blaze. It should inspire fear, their hold, their grips.

But all it did was made her crave for more. A sense of security, that she had come to link to her husbands, washed over her.

"Arya." Her breathy words, had their grips tightening on her waist. Growls rumbling through their chest.

"Preparing for game night involved, a Drau sandwich, no one really told me that." The booming words of the strongest man on earth, had the three jolting apart.

The magic that coated the air moments ago, weaving the three in an unknown string of warmth snapped. And just like that, the moment was over.

Heat blazed in Draupadi's cheeks, her mind still reeling from all the intense emotions, she just felt moments ago.

Was it normal to feel that level of intensity just by a mere touch?

"You guys soaked her."

Nakul grinned like a goof, wriggling his brow suggestively. "I am certain, if we check she is."

"You oaf! I didn't. . ."

The other two groaned, their faces almost pained, as thoughts raced through their mind.

"You're such a idiot." Bheem grumbled, the image imprinted in his mind, had him groaning in frustration, and desire.

Sue him for a being a male fantasizing about his wife, one as innocent as her. He mentally cursed himself.

Damn it. It was the last thing he needed right now. How was he supposed to relax?

"Damn you twin." The youngest born grumbled. Nakul just laughed harder, while the fire born looked around.

They were all wet. All soaked. What was funny about that? That's what happens when you fall in water.

"I don't understand. I am soaked." Her innocent words, had the three freezing, she pointed to her wet clothes.

The three groaned, louder and almost painfully, images unfurling in their mind.

"Oh Drau. You innocent baby, go have your bath. And you morons come along." The eldest ordered, trying to calm himself down.

"Did I say something wrong? I am sorry." Nervousness reflected through her words, making the three mentally kick themselves.

The youngest pandav wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to himself.

"Men are idiots sometimes. So chalk it up to our idiotic moment okay?" He said playfully, making her giggle. And just like their hearts lightened.

It was their favorite sound, when she laughed.

"Have your bath princess. We'll see you soon." He whispered pressing his lips to her forehead, reluctantly letting her go.

The emptiness that slammed hard into him was expected. It was something he had felt everytime, when he had to let her go.

The other two followed him out shortly, after their hugs and kisses.

Sehdev moved around after changing with his brothers, the remaining two joining them soon after.

He felt the predator in him move, pushing down the beast. He got himself to work.

Twenty minutes later, when all the brothers surveyed their handy work, the fragrance of blue loutuses had them turning.

Soft sounds of their wife's anklets filling the cave. A symphony, that they now mentally associated with warmth and calmness. Like the feeling of being home.

"Someone kill me already." Arjun's words were a breathless whisper.

Walking out, lost in her own world was their wife, her long wet curls flowed freely from her left side, while she moved around using a white long piece of cotton cloth to dry them.

Her long red odhni wrapped around her body, almost like a second skin. Thick golden border of glitter and squeins sat at the base of her lehnga.

And that was it. No make-up.  No fancy hairstyles. Just nothing.

And yet she radiated with a glow that had the five freezing. The sudden silence had her looking up, their mouths partly open, almost frozen in shock.

She looked behind, was there something hidden there. "Arya?"

"Huh?"

"Is something wrong?"

"My heart." Arjun said almost in a trance. "Are you not feeling well?" She rushed forward crouching in front of him.

Her fragrance wrapped around them like a warm blanket. "What is happening?"

"The world seemed fading." Bheem mumbled almost lost in another world. "You are sick too?"

"Hm?" Yudhisthir asked.

"Arya." Her panicked voice had the five blinking, snapping out of their trance. "Ahem." The best archer cleared his throat.

"We are fine." He assured, his cheeks blazing, as he looked everywhere.  What the hell Arjun? You pride yourself at your control, and where did it go?

"But you said your heart. . ." Confusion marred her face. He couldn't stop the grin from spreading on his face, leaning forward he pressed his lips to her forehead.

"Trust me, it is more than fine. A little too fine." The second part was more for himself than her. Other three covered their laugh by a cough, while Yudhisthir bit back a smile.

"Men's idiocy moment Drau." The youngest pandav mumbled, earning a round of chuckles, and her giggle.

"So what are we doing?" She asked, "First thing comes first." The second pandav said.

"And that is?"

"Food, of course Drau!" He exclaimed, "You do not forget the world's best thing  like that, it's a bad omen. And food is the very base of human life. Without it life is impossible."

"Ya right, and oxygen is just mere gas Drau. Don't mind it, the lack of it would just make us blue and a little dead, but that's okay because food is the very base, understood Drau?"

Arjun mimicked Bheem's deep grave voice wagging his finger, she giggled. Bheem lunged tackling Arjun on ground and the two, hollered and tussle.

"Ar-"

"Shh. Be innovative." Yudhisthir wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to his side.

"Bu-"

"A little good healthy dose of sibling fights, is good for an individual and the family."

She gazed at him like he was speaking some other language of another planet. Siblings fight and healthy? Then why didn't she have any? She had siblings too.

But life was so much different in her maiden house. "Come Drau let me feed you. Since the others are busy."

And just like that the two on the ground froze, and twins who were cheering, pouted.

Drau gazed at her first husband, raising a brow. One sentence and that was all it took? Huh?

He smirked, winking at her. Shock paralyzed her. Did Yudhisthir Kuruvansh, the first born of Kunti and Maharaj Pandu just wink?

Did the man known for his calmness and almost too perfect behavior wink? She just blinked.

"I think you broke her." Nakul teased, booming laughter following his words. "And this is the reason you should practice being more of a husband jyest, than the perfect crowned prince." The youngest teased.

"Drau baby, shut that jaw, or bees might take residence." Bheem dusted his clothes, standing holding his hand down to his younger brother.

Arjun grasped his brother's extended palm, jumping up on his feet, am amused grin playing on his lips.

Crimson flooded her cheeks, making the five once again forget themselves for a while.

"I. . .I-"

"See, you indeed broke her jyest." Bheem teased, making the others chuckle. "Stop embarrassing her. Come let's eat." The eldest guided the way to the circle of makeshift mattresses of hay, covered by thick quilts.

"Who cooked?"

"Of course, I did." Bheem answered, beaming at his wife. "You didn't have to Arya. I could have-"

"You do that all the time, you deserve the rest. Everyone needs a day of. And what sort of men would we be, if we let the woman, we are courting, do all the work?" Arjun wriggled his brows making her eyes widen at his words.

Shock marring her beautiful face.

"Courting?!" Her surprised squeak, had the five smirking in amusement. "Why, yes? A husband now can't court his wife?" Nakul added, laughter tracing his words at her reaction.

"I know the order is all wrong. First you court, than you propose, but hey, we are a unique, out of the world special couple of six. So yea, might as well create our own rules." Bheem winked, making the blush intensify.

"And this trip and disguise just plays in our favor." Yudhisthir added, smiling down his bride, who was still blinking up at the five dumbfounded.

"Courting?" She repeated, almost unable to believe it.

"We just broke her more." Sehdev jested, chuckling along with his brother.

"Hush lil' one, don't work that brain too hard, just let us take care of you." Adoration laced Sehdev's words, smiling down at her fondly he rubbed her bottom lip, shyness coloring her features.

Bheem prepared a plate for her, passing it to her, as the brother's served each other. And just like that conversations flowed over dinner.

Drau watched the five bicker and chatter away, her world in that one moment was complete, and she was content. Happy and satisfied. 

"Let's play a game."

"We are eating, Nakul." Bheem pointed out the obvious. "So what? I have this interesting game, where we question Drau-"

"Brother, it is known as Interrogation, and that was a game since when?" The youngest twin teased, smirking as his siblings laughed.

"Ha ha, so very funny. What I meant was, we ask Drau a question, and she can do the same to us, the person who doesn't answer owes the one who asked   the question, a favor of their choice."

"What? Explain in human language, not the maze of words." Arjun teased. "What I meant was, supposed jyest asks Drau a question, and Drau doesn't reply, than she owes jyest a favor, anything he wants. And vice versa"

"That's a tad bit too much like forcing answers out of her." Yudhisthir frowned, "It is fun. We'll keep topics light, like general questions of life, and if it really makes you uncomfortable, like reaallyyy Drau, than you can always say no. No hard feelings, no harm done. We'll move to something else."

"Okay. There is nothing in my life that I would hide from you all Arya." Her soft whisper had their hearts thudding.

"We know lil' one. And when you are ready to tell us everything, we are here. Each one of us baby." The youngest pandav crooned, pressing his lips to her forehead, making her melt right where she sat.

"Okay let's begin!" Bheem called the attention. "You go first, Drau."

"Um." She gazed at the five, what should she ask? And to whom. Her eyes traced the amused expressions of the five.

"I don't know what to ask. Maybe you all ho ahead, by than I'll have a question?" She suggested. "Jyest, you go ahead." Nakul suggest Yudhisthir, who nodded.

"Drau in your maiden home, when you lived there, what were your thoughts of marriage? Like Dushala, our sister  would always speak about her dream man. Did you have a description like that in your mind?"

Curiosity rang in the words of the eldest son of Pandu, his brothers holding a similar expression.

Draupadi gazed at the five, should she tell the truth? She wondered.

"I, Arya, wasn't really a great fan of marriage." She let the words past her lips, eyes lowering on the floor, nervousness stirring in her chest.

"You weren't?" Sehdev asked surprised. "Um yes. I never really thought of marriage because the things I heard, actually scared me." She confessed, playing with her fingers.

Confusion blanketed the expressions of the five, looks were exchanged. Their silent communication zapping through the air.

The five moved closer instinctively, their protective sides roaring to sooth her.

"What things princess?" Nakul prompted, worry settling heavily in the pit of his stomach.

What could be so bad about marriage? His parents marriage was not the most perfect one, but it was a beautiful one.

So what could be so bad?

"I don't know really how to explain it. Because half the thing they said, made no sense, but the way they said it, it made me scared." She fumbled with the lose end of her odhni.

Was she making a fool of herself? Didn't understand but was scared? Does it even make any sense?

She bit her bottom lip, uncertainty marring her features. "No one is judging you here, dear one." Patience and calmness weaved through the words of her first husband.

He wore that look of perfect serenity, and unbidden understanding, and openness, that made her want to reveal her darkest secrets.

The crowned prince of Hastinapur, Yudhisthir Kuruvanshi was a nurturer, protector and guide of his brothers, and right in this one moment, he was all that and more to her.

She could see that amount of adoration, and security that he offered her unconditionally. 

A serene upward curve of his lips, and his warrior hand reached out towards her mouth. Strong, muscled arm, that could snap her neck in a second, with the power that the man possessed.

Arya putr Yudhisthir was like an ocean, calm of the surface and also a grave of many. The surface of creational calmness, and the depth of destruction.

A perfect ocean, that all four river of brothers, reach to at the end. And the five, though complete different entities, are at the end of the day one.

The torrent of the five magnanimous personality, that protected like a brother, respected like a son and loved like a father. And when this three different roles are intervened, the person is called a  husband.

And right here she had five amazing men, who by some stroke of her luck, were hers.

Than why did those women speak of marriage as though it is a curse?

"They would say things like, husbands force you in bed. Like only duty of a wife is to lay back and let the make take the pleasure, whether she liked it or not."

Her whispered words had jaws setting, fury thrummed through the veins of the five. The beasts in their chests roared and clawed.

Fury stroked and cracked in them, it's lethal flames charring them from within.

Tension thrummed through the air, making her frown, gazing at her husbands, guilt slammed hard.

This was ridiculous, she spoiled their mood. They were happy moments ago, and see, now it was all up in flames.

"I am sorry ar-"

"Lil' one." Sehdev breathed in deeply, mentally shackling his protective beast back, reaching out, he interlaced her soft, dainty hand in his bigger, calloused one. Beside his, her hand looked so small, so precious.

And all his.

"Look at me." He crooned, making those breathtaking black orbs with golden flames clash with his dark ones.

"You never have to apologize to us for anything you ever share. And I am really sorry, you had listen to all that." Softness rang through his words, melting her heart.

"Drau, this right here. The six of us, are one. You understand that? No hiding here, no lying.  You can be yourself without a fear. None of us would ever, and I mean it ever judge you." Arjun assured, giving her a soft smile.

His hazel orbs, enticing her in a sense of security, comfort and coziness.  "We would never hurt you in any manner, you know that right?" Nakul asked softly.

She gazed at each one of them, holding their sight at every step. "Yes arya." The trust that shined through her eyes, was the most precious gift the five felt they had.

One that they were determined to keep at every cost.

"Enough of all this heaviness, I feel like I am eating something cooked by Nakul, and you know precious one, that is just torture." Bheem feigned a shudder, contorting his face in disgust.

"What the heck I don't cook so bad!" Nakul exclaimed. "You're right, you don't cook bad you cook worse." Arjun pitched in.

"The hell?" The eldest son of Madri looked at shock and partially offended at the two, who cackled hard, sharing a high-five.

"My reaction is the same, when I eat what you cook, jyest. The hell? What's this? Animal fodder?" The youngest pandav added, smirking at his twin.

"You're my twin!"

"The only reason why I take one single bite. Otherwise who eats mud willingly?" Three hollered in loud bouts of laughter, while Panchaali giggled hard. Yudhisthir held up his mask of his calmness, his eyes however twinkled with mirth.

"Bhraatashree!" Nakul whined calling for Yudhisthir's help playfully. "Sehdev." The eldest pandav began sternly, "Did you just insult the mud?" And just like that the three howled with loud barks of laughter.

"What the-" Nakul's mouth matched a fish's opening and shutting, shock marred his features.

Draupadi giggled harder, the previous shadows in her eyes disappeared. She laughed hard, pandavad gazed at each  other, nodding their approval.

They made her laugh. A sense of accomplishment washed over them. She was laughing, and the shadows in her eyes had disappeared.

And it was all that mattered. Their eyes softened, warmth washing over them.  Precious as she was, she was more than their world, and no matter what it took, they would always make her laugh. . .

After eating and cleaning up, the six sat around the mattress again, facing each other in a circle.

Drau sat between Yudhisthir and Sehdev. "What do girls do for their nightly get together?" Nakul asked curious, gazing at his wife.

"Why you planning a girly night?" Arjun teased, making the others laugh.

"Of course not, it's her first game night with us, we can't exactly play our games with her, too rough, I am for one, not wrestling with her." He shot back, making the third son of Kunti roll his eyes.

Yudhisthir looked at her expectedly, awaiting her answer.  She shrugged, "I am not really certain, I have never been to one."

"What the heck?" Multiple voices chorused in shock, "Than what did you do for fun?" Bheem asked, quirking a brow.

"I would sit on the window, and gaze at the stars. I know it sounds really lame, but I really love doing that. Bhraata Dhri would take me out to explore the forest."

Her eyes twinkled with excitement, joy seeping through her words. It seemed like simple words made her come alive.

It was a magical revolution, that knocked the breath of the brothers. Mata Kunti was indeed right, when was the last time they had any conversation regarding her likes and dislikes.

If a simply talking about it made her this happy, the pandavas could only imagine her reaction when they actually surpise her with one.

"I really loved going on night walks. It was like the entire world is sleeping, and the peace, calmness that nature has, away from all the hustle bustle that the human life creates. It's something, I don't think I can put in words."

The more she spoke, the more animated she became. A soft smile traced her features, her hands moving as she explained, making the five grin.

Well this was a version of their wife they hadn't seen yet, and it really made them curious, as to just how many different versions of herself, did she possess.

Arjun couldn't stiffle the grin tracing his lips. Princess of Panchaal was mesmerizing. And he was all but in awe with her, he hooked on to ever world she spoke.

As if it they were lifelines. Tucking away all the ocean of information. And by the expressions of his brothers, they were doing the same, he had no doubts regarding it.

"Can we play a game?" She asked, suddenly all too conscious, she had been ranting.

Crimson flooded her cheeks, oh god. She didn't even notice, she was ranting about her likes.

"Game?" Nakul asked, like it was an alien word.

"Oh right game!" He exclaimed as though a light bulb lit in his head. Other three snickered at his partly dazed expression.

"Let's play truth and dare." Nakul grinned, ignoring his brothers,

"Oh I have never played it before. I would love to."

"That's a-" Stupid idea. Bheem wanted to say, "That's a?" The elder twin prompted, a cocky smirk playing on his face.

"It is an amazing idea. I would love to play."

Amused snorts filled the air. "Thought so." Yudhisthir added, stiffling a laugh.

"I'll get bottle." Sehdev volunteered, smiling at Drau, who nodded.

"Let's begin!" Bheem spun the bottle, once Sehdev returned with it. Grinning broadly as the bottle pointed at Yudhisthir.

"Drau, go ahead." The youngest Pandav urged. "Me?"

"There is only one pretty face here, so yea you." Arjun flirted winking at her. "I am a pretty face too." Nakul added, tipping his lips up in a smirk.

"I am talking based on reality, not hallucinations."

A round of chuckles filled the air, the second youngest pandav, huffing. "There is seriously no value of true talent in this world."

"Staring in a mirror and obsessing over a talent since when? Or did I miss an entire millennia, and now suddenly the norms have changed." Bheem jested, and the laughter just doubled.

"Drauuuuu."

"And the baby whines." Sehdev added, "Arya, please don't be so mean." Panchaali  chastised lightly.

"You heard that Nakul, even Panchaali is calling you mean. Spare her ears lil' brother." The second son of Kunti added his two cents, Nakul squinted his eyes, while their wife looked at him in shocked.

"That's not what I meant."

"See, she was being polite. Even Drau is actually meaning to say shut the heck up." Arjun pitched in.

The howls of laughter that filled the air, just doubled. Panchaali looked at Yudhisthir for help, who gave her a nod, and smiled.

"Okay children, back to game. Panchaali shoot the question." The eldest took the reigns in his hands, his brothers were a handful, poking and prodding each other, at every turn.

The four sobered up, though the grins splitting on their face were undeniable.

"Truth or dare arya?"

"Truth."

"Boo!!! Why do we require this game? We can just ask him, his entire life is a game of truth and dare. His truth has led to us having perform many dares." Nakul teased, snickers filled the air, the eldest pandav rolled his eyes.

"Ask away Drau." Arjun prompted. Panchaali bit her bottom lip, making the others reign in a groan that wanted to pass through their lips.

"Your favorite colo-"

"Drauuuuuu I'll give you an entire list of his favorite stuff, make him sweat! Not everyday the crowned prince of Hastinapur is roped in games. Take advantage of the chance woman."

Draupadi gazed at the eager face of Nakul, who was jumping excitedly where he sat, grinning broadly.

Advantage? He wanted her to take advantage, how?

"You're barking at the wrong tree brother." The youngest pandav snickered, "What should I ask?"

"Something that is funny, but also you wish." Arjun quipped.

"Something that is embarrassing, but your wish." Sehdev added. "Something mysterious but your wish." Bheem said. "Something thrilling but it's your wish-"

"Basically Drau, you have an illusion of choices, might as well you guys give her a question bank, with the number of words required in the answer."

Yudhisthir quipped, earning sheepish looks from his brothers, who blushed. Draupadi giggled.

"Ask Drau." Her first husband coaxed, "When was the hardest when you laughed?" She asked curiously.

"When Bheem had by mistake drank a syrup from Sehdev's inventory of herbs and medicines, that had him deluding. It made him belive that the pillar was a beautiful girl. He spent hours flirting with."

Laughter roared through the room, the youngest three doubled over laughing, rolling around the floor.

"Are you a princess descended from heaven?" Arjun gasped the words in between his insane laughter. "Oh no, are you shy? I can get you laddoo." Nakul chirped.

"Oh Drau, and the kiss on the pillar! And than he was like, your cheek is so stiff, did you exercise your muscles a lot?"

Sehdev mimicked Bheem's  voice, who huffed, embarrassment coloring his cheeks a deep shade of red.

Laughter rolled past the lips of Draupadi. "Oh and let's not forget where Bhraata Bheem threw a tantrum, guess what it was?"

"Sehdev." Bheem growled a warning. "What?" Drau asked, "Rajkumar Vrikodar Bheem began a stomping match with the floor.

"Pitahmah had no choice but to hold an entire one sided conversation with the pillar. The ironic part was, she was probably the first and the last woman, he played matchmaker for."

Arjun fell in another fit of laughter. "Poor Pitahmah was like, Devi my grandson is a great gentleman, you should be friends with him." Nakul mimicked his great grandfather's voice.

"Worst pick up line ever." Bheem grumbled, earning another round of laughter from everyone.

Tears traced down the corner of Draupadi's eyes.

Her stomach hurt, the image of the greatest warrior of time, Mahamahim Bhism standing facing a pillar, and requesting to be friends with his grandson was just too much.

Poor Pitahmah, what all he had to do in the name of love for his grandchildren.

"It was not so funny." The second son of Pandu grumbled, "Your skin is so smooth like silk. What oil do you use?" Nakul mimicked him, setting off another set of laughter.

"A pinch of granite with binding material two scoops, and mix it well. And poof the beauty mask is ready."

"I'll show you instant beauty face pack." The second of Kunti growled, rushing after Nakul, who laughed and run, laughter filling the air. . .

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