If you're going to stay in my house, you could at LEAST make yourself useful. Here I am, taking my child to school, doing dishes, walking the dog, folding clothes, and what do you do? Sit there all day, like a lump, just smoldering on the couch? I do the laundry, you've got the tv on, I cook meals, you've got crumbs everywhere, I take the trash out, and come back to more piles of trash. I know, I know, ok? I called you here. But that was an accident! And I've kindly asked you to leave. And I've shouted at you to leave! I've bought garlic, I drew salt circles all around you, I tried the DE-summoning spell from the ancient purple spellbook. I don't know what more I can do, Demon!! I swear, you put one too many candles out, and start singing and dancing, trying to make the day a little nicer, accidentally kick over ONE bag of coffee grounds, and fine, yes, the spellbook, too, and then ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE!! Quite literally! You'd think you'd have that place more locked down, honestly. Look at this mayhem! Well, like I said, if you won't go, you can at least make yourself useful. Here, take it - a list of things that need doing. Here's a mop, here's a bucket. The bathroom needs washing. There's a plunger and scrub brush in there, too. Hop to it, then! Get on it!! That's right, get to cleaning!
Oh, NOW you're leaving???
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This has been an entry for
therealljidol. Prompt: Feckless.