4: Cleaning the Room
Title: Cleaning the Room
Author: Leah
Rating: PG
Summary: Noel leaves a room very very messy and it is up to the house to do something about it.
Notes: Shorter than my normal stuff.
“Chocolate would be good about now,” said Noel.
“But we’re cleaning this room,” said Sharmy.
“I stand by my earlier statement,” said Noel.
“This room is disgusting,” said Leah and then left for her incredibly boring Time Travel lecture. It was the first semester class so it was all theory rather than practice and meant that she had to do a lot of hard and boring history research as well as understanding the scientific theory behind time travel. She was desperately hoping to get into the second semester class that involved practice but she had to pass this one first.
“Ouch,” said Paisley. “Why was there all that narrative just now?”
“Oh no, you broke the fourth wall!” said Noel.
Cracks appeared in the room and the fabric of reality and they had to fix them with mental power and duct tape before Leah could even leave for class. It made her late.
“Now, back to the room,” said Paisley. She poked a pile of stuff and was promptly buried under it. “Merde!” she swore frenchly.
It took Noel and Sharmy an hour to dig her out.
“Thanks for saving me,” said Paisley bitterly. Then she snogged Noel for thank yous.
But this was only in her mind.
“We need mountain gear,” said Noel. “Gear for mountains.”
“I agree wholeheartedly,” said Sharmy.
“We don’t have any,” Paisley pointed out.
“I have loads for just this eventuality,” said Noel. He went and got it.
“I don’t think this is going to be very useful,” said Sharmy when she saw the mountain climbing stuff. “These aren’t real mountains. They’re junk.”
“No, this will fully work,” said Noel, stabbing himself in the foot with a pickaxe. “Ow,” he added. “That wasn’t meant to happen.”
One visit to the hospital later, Noel hobbled through the door on crutches.
“These are boring,” he said. “They don’t work with my world vision!”
Paisley and Sharmy followed him back through as well.
“Let’s clean the room, now,” said Sharmy.
“I can’t,” said Noel. “I’m crippled.” He went into his room and spent the next hour painting his crutches with black and turquoise stripes. Leah came back from Time Travel.
“Man, is this room still not clean?” she asked.
“We’ve decided to work around it,” said Sharmy.
“Also, Noel stabbed his foot,” said Paisley.
“Oh no!” said Leah. She went off to offer her condolences. Noel came back out of the room with her, hobbling along on the crutches.
“I don’t like these very much,” he said. “I think I’m gonna go nick a wheelchair. Those have LOADS more class.”
“Where are we going to find one, though?” said Paisley.
“You can’t steal wheelchairs!” said Leah. “That’s illegal! I reject this!” She went off to listen to music she’d downloaded.
“I don’t know,” said Noel, answering Paisley.
“I’ll go find out where they’re kept,” said Sharmy and went on a mission.
“Are you going to paint the wheelchair too?” asked Paisley.
“Maybe,” said Noel.
“Can I touch you?” asked Paisley.
“What?” said Noel.
“Oh, wow, I sort of thought that would be in my mind,” said Paisley.
“No, it wasn’t really,” said Noel.
“Oh.”
“You can, though,” said Noel.
Inappropriate touching ensued.
But everything after Noel said “Maybe” was only in Paisley’s mind.
“I got one from next door,” said Sharmy, wheeling in a wheelchair. “They gave us this spare.”
“Genius!” said Noel and plonked down into the wheelchair.
The room didn’t get cleaned.
THE END