[OPEN] Hayate is in ur room, evicting ur dust bunnies
Who: Hayate (butler_in_debt) and...practically everyone
Where EVERYWHERE
When: SpontanouslyToday. \o\;
Rating: PG to be safe
Summary: Hayate's feminine side OCD feminine OCD side kicks in and decides to make the mansion pretty. Serial break-ins and possible fourth wall smashing ensues.
the Story: The way how Ojou-sama's picture sneezed, ran a finger down her side of the frame, and frowned as she noted dust concerned Hayate. His room was ridicously cleaned every couple days and he would fetch Palette tea whenever she wanted some to make sure that his skills as a butler wouldn't go rusty.
But now something else worried him. For all he knew, only his room is spotless. He has seen Palette's. That dust bunny under the desk kept bothering him.
What would the real Ojou-sama say if she found out that he was slacking off? Not only that, there are real live royalty here too...
"Um...can we move on already?" Hayate asked the narrator.
Yes, the narrator apologizes. Anyway...
And so something clicked within and he unconciously opened the closet door and picked up a bucket full of cleaning supplies. He stepped out of his room and got to work.
The hallway outside of his room never stood a chance.
Where EVERYWHERE
When: SpontanouslyToday. \o\;
Rating: PG to be safe
Summary: Hayate's feminine side OCD feminine OCD side kicks in and decides to make the mansion pretty. Serial break-ins and possible fourth wall smashing ensues.
the Story: The way how Ojou-sama's picture sneezed, ran a finger down her side of the frame, and frowned as she noted dust concerned Hayate. His room was ridicously cleaned every couple days and he would fetch Palette tea whenever she wanted some to make sure that his skills as a butler wouldn't go rusty.
But now something else worried him. For all he knew, only his room is spotless. He has seen Palette's. That dust bunny under the desk kept bothering him.
What would the real Ojou-sama say if she found out that he was slacking off? Not only that, there are real live royalty here too...
"Um...can we move on already?" Hayate asked the narrator.
Yes, the narrator apologizes. Anyway...
And so something clicked within and he unconciously opened the closet door and picked up a bucket full of cleaning supplies. He stepped out of his room and got to work.
The hallway outside of his room never stood a chance.