sixth chore - [Action/Audio]

[combat_butler]

*Today at the Violet City Inn: There is a butler in your room.*

*Yes, your room. Hopefully you were out and about at the time and not hilariously in the bathroom when he knocked and let himself in-- But the door to your room is currently wide open and somewhere in it is a butler humming the town music to himself as he tidies up the place

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still totes on vacation but this opportunity is too hilarious to miss out on.

[foolishwren]

[So, y'know, after that long slog to Route 30 and back in that awful heat wave, Heather is pretty much in favor of being a lazy bum for a few days. Which is why she's face-down on the bed covered head to toe in assorted pillows and a slobbery, chewed-on water bottle that was probably lovingly deposited there by her Growlithe, who was completely conked out at the end of the bed, flat on his back and legs sticking in the air.]

[... Well, until Hayate knocks on the door and comes in a-hummin'-- then the dog Pokemon is quite suddenly upright, barking up a storm and more or less shooting off of the bed at Hayate because oh god he is a NEW PERSON and that is just SO EXCITING OMG and his face must immediately be covered in SLOBBERY LOVING DOG KISSES omg omg omg omg.]

haha oh lord

[combat_butler]

--aaaaa! Wh-whoa!! *Well he sure did not expect to be jumped by an animal upon entry to this room, so Hayate is quickly toppling backwards as the dog leaps upon him-- At least he is kind-of-sort-of used to this treatment due to his own pup.*

[foolishwren]

[Luckily for Hayate, Cujo is about as dangerous as a brain-dead tribble. The pup wasn't quite aware of his own strength, though, so when the poor butler went teetering backwards, Cujo's main thoughts on the matter were 'Oh BOY! Now I can reach his face even EASIER!']

[Cue application of slobbery dog kisses. Everywhere. Forever.]

[Of course, it'd be nice to say that Heather slept through all this commotion, but while she was a pretty deep sleeper, it'd take a coma patient to stay unconscious while Cujo was engaging in his big happy wriggly excited puppy dance all over a living person.]

[She sat bolt upright, sending pillows flying, and stared over at the beleaguered stranger in the doorway. ... Needless to say, her first impression upon waking up is not 'Oh there is a dude coming into my room to clean it.']

... What the FUCK, GET OUTTA MY ROOM!

[... :( Heather is not the most grateful of people.]

[combat_butler]

*Hrk so much slobber all over my face-- Hayate is pulling himself up just enough to start receiving pillows about the skull as well. At least they're soft!*

--aaa! N-no, wait-! I'm here to cle-- *THUNK another pillow cutting him off*

[foolishwren]

[Yeah you bet your ass she's throwing pillows. The water-bottle probably bounces off his head at some point, too. Luckily it's rubber.]

[It doesn't take long for Heather to have crossed the room and be standing over him, pillow in one hand and a clenched fist in the other. Never mind that her hair is sticking up in every direction and she's dressed in a lopsided half-shirt and the ugliest jeans ever to exist anywhere, she probably still looks pretty scary.]

You've got two seconds to tell me what you're doing in here, creep!

[HEATHER SERIOUSLY CALM THE FUCK DOWN, CLEANING =/= CREEPER. SERIOUSLY. WE PROMISE.]

[combat_butler]

*Luckily he is mostly unphased by things hitting him in the noggin', but she could be dressed like a clown and he'd still be a little horrified at this point.*

--hieee!! I-I'm just here to clean your room! T-that's all! You didn't answer when I knocked so I thought the room was empty! I'm sorry, miss, really sorry!

[foolishwren]

[AAARARHAAARRRARRA--- ... oh.]

[She blinks... then lowers the pillow. And her fist. It's less because of what he said and more because he looks... well. Harmless.]

..... OH. ... Oh. Whoops. Yeah, sorry, I was asleep.

[YEAH, SORRY FOR THREATENING YOUR GENERAL WELLBEING THERE. NO HARD FEELINGS, RIGHT?]

[Tossing the pillow back over to the bed, she stepped back and sort of sheepishly offered a hand to help him up. Cujo, meanwhile, had finally backed off, and was looking up at his trainer uncertainly. 8( DID THIS MEAN THAT HAPPY DROOLY FUNTIEMS WAS OVER?]

[combat_butler]

Ahaha... It was my mistake, really! No harm done, I'm just glad you settled on throwing pillows and not the lamp or anything.

*Will gladly be taking that hand to pull himself up! TOTALLY NO HARD FEELINGS.*

S-shall I come back a bit later, or would you like me to tidy up a bit now?

[foolishwren]

... Uh... ahaha, yeah, jeez, throwing the lamp. What a crazy notion. [.... Yeah, if the lamp had been within easy grabbing distance, she'd totally have thrown that, too.]

You uh-- ... might wanna come back later.

[Now that the excitement had died down, Cujo had taken to trying to shove his nose under Hayate's hand, because even if he wasn't spazzing all over the place, he was still an attention whore.]

[combat_butler]

Mm, I can come back after doing the room across the hall.

Ah, but first. *never want to deny a puppy, Hayate crouches down to give Cujo a thorough scratching behind the ears.* I'd have felt bad if I left before giving him what he wanted.

[foolishwren]

[Gooooood idea. Give Heather some time to recover from her shattered nerves and then skidaddle so that Hayate could clean the room in peace without a paranoid bottle-blonde staring at him the whole time.]

Heh, no problem.

[Cujo's bushy tail just goes absolutely nuts as his blatant begging paid off-- and then decided that this obviously meant that he should roll over on the butler's feet and stare up at him piteously. CAN YOU NOT SEE HOW DESPERATELY THIS STOMACH NEEDS TO BE RUBBED!?]

[combat_butler]

*Well, Hayate is easily swayed to fall into such adorable animal traps, so he shall indeed be rubbing Cujo's tummy with vigor!*

*Of course, after a minute or so of that, he realizes exactly what he is doing.*

--ah!! I-I'm sorry, he just looked like he really wanted the attention--

[foolishwren]

Iiiit's no problem. [She'd been leaning on the dresser, arms folded. She's still a little wigged out but not so much that she can't muster up a wry tone.] He has that effect on people.

[combat_butler]

*Hayate will chuckle a bit that, before giving that pup one last pat on the stomach before finally standing up properly.*

Alll right... As much as I love Growlithe, I don't want to impose myself any longer while I'm on the clock. Sorry again for catching you off guard like that, miss.

*That said, he shall be turning to head out!*

[foolishwren]

Nnnooo problem. Just-- uh... yeah.

[AAAAND SHE'D LET HIM LEAVE. Once he came back, she'd be long gone-- preferring to leave the butler to his work rather than hang around and be awkward.]

[combat_butler]

*In that case, she will find her room to be so clean it practically sparkles when she returns!*