**Chapter 88: Draupadi's Prank**

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It was a lazy afternoon in Yadav, with the sun casting a warm glow through the windows of Draupadi and the Pandavas' chamber. Draupadi, feeling mischievous, decided to play a playful prank on her beloved husbands. She quietly sneaked into their wardrobe where they kept their favorite clothes and began hiding them in various clever spots around the room.

As the Pandavas returned to their chamber after a day of training and meetings, they looked forward to relaxing in their comfortable attire. However, upon opening their wardrobe, confusion and frustration quickly replaced their anticipation. Their favorite garments were nowhere to be found.

Yudhisthira, usually the calmest among them, frowned as he searched through the wardrobe once more. "Where could they be?" he muttered, his brows furrowing in puzzlement.

Bhima, his patience wearing thin, rummaged through drawers and shelves, muttering under his breath. "Draupadi, did you move our clothes?" he called out, a hint of exasperation in his voice.

Arjuna, always quick-witted, checked under the bed and behind curtains, but found nothing. "I bet she's hiding them to teach us a lesson," he chuckled, recognizing Draupadi's playful nature.

Nakula and Sahadeva, ever thoughtful, exchanged amused glances as they joined the search. "She must be in one of her playful moods," Nakula remarked with a smile.

Draupadi, watching their antics from a corner of the room, couldn't suppress her giggles. Their expressions of bewilderment and mock pleading were too amusing to resist. "Boys, are you missing something?" she teased, her laughter tinkling through the air.

The Pandavas turned towards her, their expressions a mix of relief and mock annoyance. "Draupadi, where did you hide our clothes?" Yudhisthira asked, a playful twinkle in his eyes.

Draupadi, still giggling, crossed her arms with a mischievous grin. "Oh, I couldn't possibly reveal my hiding spots," she replied, feigning innocence.

The Pandavas exchanged amused glances before turning back to Draupadi with exaggerated pleading in their eyes. "Please, Draupadi, give us a clue," Bhima pleaded, his deep voice carrying a hint of theatrical desperation.

Draupadi pretended to consider for a moment before relenting, her laughter bubbling up again. "Fine, fine," she relented, pointing towards a corner of her own wardrobe. "Check over there."

The Pandavas rushed to the indicated spot and, sure enough, found their missing clothes neatly folded and hidden amidst Draupadi's own garments. Grinning triumphantly, they retrieved their belongings, their teasing banter and laughter filling the room.

As they changed into their favorite attire, the Pandavas couldn't help but appreciate Draupadi's playful spirit. Her pranks and antics were a reminder of the joy and love that filled their lives together in Yadav.

With their clothes restored and their hearts light, Draupadi and the Pandavas settled into the evening, their bond strengthened by moments of laughter and playful mischief.

Having already hidden their favorite clothes as part of her prank, she decided to take it a step further by hiding their weapons this time.

As the Pandavas returned from their daily training, their anticipation for a peaceful evening was met with a new challenge: their weapons were nowhere to be found. Yudhisthira, the calm and composed leader, was the first to notice their absence as he reached for his sword, only to find an empty scabbard.

"Bhima, Arjuna, Nakula, Sahadeva," Yudhisthira called out, his voice tinged with disbelief. "Our weapons are missing."

Bhima, known for his strength and quick temper, began rummaging through their shared armory, muttering under his breath. "Draupadi!" he exclaimed, his frustration evident as he threw aside blankets and cushions in search of his mace.

Arjuna, always quick-witted and perceptive, checked behind tapestries and under furniture with a keen eye. "She must have hidden them as part of her prank," he remarked with a chuckle, already half-amused by Draupadi's antics.

Nakula and Sahadeva, known for their calm demeanor, exchanged knowing glances as they joined the search. "Let's not keep Draupadi waiting," Nakula suggested with a smile, his voice carrying a hint of amusement.

Meanwhile, Draupadi watched their antics from a nearby balcony, her laughter echoing through the halls. Seeing their confusion and mock frustration only fueled her amusement further.

"Pandavas, are you missing something important?" Draupadi teased, her voice carrying a playful lilt.

Yudhisthira turned towards her with a mock glare, unable to suppress a smile. "Draupadi, where have you hidden our weapons?" he asked, his tone a mix of amusement and exasperation.

Draupadi giggled mischievously before pointing towards the Pandavas' shared wardrobe. "Check over there," she suggested, barely able to contain her laughter.

The Pandavas rushed to the wardrobe and, to their dismay, found nothing but their own clothes neatly arranged inside. Bhima's brow furrowed deeper in frustration, and Arjuna let out an exaggerated sigh.

"Draupadi, they're not here," Bhima called out, a hint of theatrical sulking in his voice.

Draupadi laughed heartily, her eyes dancing with mischief. "Oh dear, did I say wardrobe? I meant..." She pointed towards her own wardrobe, where the gleam of metal caught the Pandavas' eyes.

"There they are," Nakula exclaimed, reaching in to retrieve their weapons from Draupadi's clever hiding spot.

The Pandavas exchanged amused glances and playful grumbles as they retrieved their weapons. Draupadi's pranks were a reminder of the joy and laughter that filled their lives amidst their duties and responsibilities.

As they settled into the evening, their bond strengthened by moments of lighthearted mischief, Draupadi and the Pandavas knew that their love and unity would endure any challenge that came their way in the kingdom of Yadav.

It was a hot summer day in Hastinapur, and the Pandavas were feeling mischievous. They had been cooped up in the palace for too long and needed some excitement. Yudhishthira, the eldest of the brothers, came up with a plan to prank Draupadi, their beautiful wife.

As Draupadi was walking through the palace gardens, the Pandavas sneaked up behind her and splashed her with water, soaking her saree completely. Draupadi gasped in surprise and turned to face her husbands, her saree clinging to her curves, revealing the outline of her breasts.

Yudhishthira, Bhima, Arjuna, Nakula, and Sahadeva couldn't help but smirk at the sight before them. Draupadi raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you five feeling horny?"

The Pandavas nodded in unison, their eyes filled with desire. Draupadi chuckled and said, "I am all yours."

With a mischievous glint in their eyes, the Pandavas wasted no time in removing Draupadi's wet saree, revealing her naked body underneath. Draupadi's skin glistened with water, her breasts heaving with anticipation.

As the Pandavas surrounded her, Draupadi felt a surge of desire wash over her. She knew that this prank had turned into something much more passionate. Yudhishthira, the leader of the brothers, took her in his arms and kissed her deeply, igniting a fire within her.

Bhima, the strongest of the brothers, lifted Draupadi effortlessly and carried her to a nearby bed, where they all joined her in a frenzy of passion. Moans of pleasure filled the room as the Pandavas and Draupadi lost themselves in the heat of the moment.

As the sun began to set, the passion between the Pandavas and Draupadi finally subsided. They lay entwined in each other's arms, their bodies still tingling with the remnants of their lovemaking.

Draupadi looked into the eyes of her husbands and whispered, "I never knew a prank could lead to such passion."

Yudhishthira smiled and replied, "Sometimes, love can be found in the most unexpected places."

And with that, the Pandavas and Draupadi drifted off to sleep, their hearts full of love and contentment. The prank that had started as a joke had turned into a night of passion and love that they would never forget.

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