43rd Chore [Audio] (Forward Dated to 5 AM 6/5)
*Boy it sure is an early morning, Johto! The sun hasn't even made its way up yet and there is already an audio feed clicking on! A rather silent one, aside from the quiet murmurs of a Umbreon who flopped over onto a certain butler's Pokegear. But when does a silent audio feed ever last...?*
*The silence is broken by light footsteps, followed up with a shuffle in... blankets? Sounds like somebody's not too comfortable with how they're sleeping, but is that really it? Is it really just some kind of normal shuffling?*
Ahh~ It's so comfortable here...
*While someone might be making herself comfortable, another person is letting out a faint moan as they begin to stir. There is some rustling as more sounds of blankets shifting can be heard, before another voice is made clear*
Mmm... Ayu, stay on the other bed...
I...
*There's even more shifting, but there are less sounds than last time. In fact, it feels as if whoever is moving is on top of a person maybe?*
... don't feel like it.
... huh? Am I still dreaming? I know for a fact Pokemon can't talk. Just what is-- *While not obvious, it is about this time a drowsy butler is finally focusing his eyes on what is in front of him. If there was ever such a thing as an audible silence, the few seconds he spent staring at what was on top of him were akin to a siren blaring out the warning of an incoming hurricane.*
Good morning, Hayate. ♥
*There were roughly five different reactions that immediately sprung forward to those three simple words, but in the end, the loudest and girliest won out.*
KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--*ksssh*
(( ooc: Both Hayate and Mammon will be replying! Individually or together depending on how urgent the comment sounds.))
*The silence is broken by light footsteps, followed up with a shuffle in... blankets? Sounds like somebody's not too comfortable with how they're sleeping, but is that really it? Is it really just some kind of normal shuffling?*
Ahh~ It's so comfortable here...
*While someone might be making herself comfortable, another person is letting out a faint moan as they begin to stir. There is some rustling as more sounds of blankets shifting can be heard, before another voice is made clear*
Mmm... Ayu, stay on the other bed...
I...
*There's even more shifting, but there are less sounds than last time. In fact, it feels as if whoever is moving is on top of a person maybe?*
... don't feel like it.
... huh? Am I still dreaming? I know for a fact Pokemon can't talk. Just what is-- *While not obvious, it is about this time a drowsy butler is finally focusing his eyes on what is in front of him. If there was ever such a thing as an audible silence, the few seconds he spent staring at what was on top of him were akin to a siren blaring out the warning of an incoming hurricane.*
Good morning, Hayate. ♥
*There were roughly five different reactions that immediately sprung forward to those three simple words, but in the end, the loudest and girliest won out.*
KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--*ksssh*
(( ooc: Both Hayate and Mammon will be replying! Individually or together depending on how urgent the comment sounds.))