[FIC] Operation Round-up and Clean-up! , ONE-SHOT
Title: Operation Round-up and Clean-up!
Rating: PG - 13 (for language)
Pairings: None (or maybe there are, but only hints)
Genre: Comedy, Crack/Drabble/Random, Brotherly/Band-love
Type: One-shot(-ish)
Summary: When their caring and reliable Ajumma called in sick for three days, the Super Junior boys have yet to face their greatest challenge and nightmare - DOMESTIC CHORES! Simple, smooth and easy tasks? Definitely not! More man-power is needed! Or so that is what they say when they are more than they can count with fingers!
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They had been going home late to their dorms every after dance practice. Once arriving home, they just took out whatever they needed - drinks, snacks, sweat towels and new set of clothes - and tossed anything they didn't - dirty, sweaty wardrobes, used shoes and big bags, low-battery gadgets - anywhere. They rested and slept the moment they hit the inviting bed and wake up for another brand new day. It was a routined process, like second nature, for them not worry anything that was not related to their work.
Until one day, they noticed something was off to their daily routine. Because they finished rehearsing than expected, management allowed them to retreat to their sweet abode at early noon. Upon entering the wooden entrance of their dorm, the dwellers of the 11th halted and gaped.
"Hey, isn't that my gray shirt I wore two days ago? What is that doing there?" Eunhyuk pointed the said clothing hanging on one of the dining chairs. "I remember asking Ajumma to was---And what happened to the shoes boxes?! They're messed up!"
Sungmin passed the wondering and surprised Eunhyuk and noticed the pile of dishes at the kitchen - unwashed and accumulated what looked like flies hovering about. "Oh, we got visitors... UNUSUAL visitors." He then made a scrunched-up face, when he saw what he remembered was their midnight snack just a day ago - red-sauce pasta. "Bleargh."
Ryeowook, who was observing the whole time - unlike Yesung who was just messing more things up by picking up used stuff then flinging it away, something about dirty germs - and noted, "The dorm's... messy. What's going on?"
That was then it dawned to the magnae, quietly observing from a good distance about their current situation. "I think Ajumma haven't arrived yet to clean up. Should we call manager-hyung about this?"
Suddenly, a loud, shrilling scream pierced into the air, causing the 11th floor habitats to cease and exchange wondering looks. "What the hell was that...?"
"TAKE THEM OUT. FUCKING TAKE THOSE OOOUT!!"
It didn't take a second before they figured it out: that voice belonged to a certain someone on the upper floor! Quickly, they dashed upstairs and barged inside without prior notice, only to be greeted by a Heechul on a table, a Hankyung seemingly trying to get hold of the older male, a Donghae indifferent, a Shindong holding what looked like a bag of chips, an Eeteuk plastered on the wall with a terrified look on his face and a Kangin gripping a roll of Hangul-translated newspaper.
Below them were one -- two -- WHAT THE HELL? THREE COCKROACHES?!
"Kill the bastards! I saw them running around inside the-- GAAAH!! IT'S FLYING!!" Heechul screeched, louder this time and ducked behind the Chinese member, as if trying to find shelter. Eeteuk screamed next as the roach hovered towards his direction, like the insect had the purpose of scaring the wits out of the people inside the dorm there. Two more cockroaches began fluttering towards the dongsaengs, successfully making the five disperse from each other and run at different directions.
"Don't let it come near me!" Ryeowook gasped, for the fear the roach finding him as its own new settlement. The young one then grabbed Yesung by the shoulders and shielded himself. To their surprise, the cockroach flew away, disgruntled
Yesung scrunched his face. "What am I, an insect repellent to you??"
Ryeowook could only grin sheepishly at his hyung's shoulder.
"Gyaaaah!!" It was Sungmin next; ducking and jumping out of the room when one cockroach flew towards his direction. Kyuhyun stared for moment at the inner room, wondering if he should stay inside with danger or go outside for safety. Oh, wait. Just what in the world was that kind of question? Of course he'd choose the latter! So the youngest did choose the second one and followed the now sprawled-on-the floor hyung outside. "You okay, Sungmin-hyung?"
More chaos ensued. "YAH! Will you guys stop screaming!? You're men, for christ's sake!" Kangin hollered; his tight grip on the roll of newspaper evident and when he wanted to give it a good swing at the roach, he missed. In return, two roaches flew after him and Shindong.
And what they thought was the impossible, Donghae and Eunyuk simply just took off their shoes - hello there, shoe-lifts! - and smacked the roaches mercilessly. All three of it in one swift, synchronized notion. Their attempt of taking them little bastards out was just as easy as counting one to five.
"Wow, you hit hard, Hae~" Eunhyuk remarked playfully.
"You too, Hyuk~" Donghae smiled. Then both of them laughed, like they were oblivious to the mess around them.
Finally, things were normal again and the cockroach-scare died out. Or so they thought.
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"Really? That's unfortunate... Alright, alright. Please tell her to get well soon then. Yeah, I'll take care of things. Bye." Eeteuk clicked-off his mobile and looked at the eleven curious kids who the most of them decided to settle at the 11th floor for the mean time. Something about the 12th floor dorm being hazardous and unsafe to stay in so what better place to crash at? At the quiet crib the 11th of course!
"What did manager-hyung say? And what happened to Ajumma??" Eunhyuk, the most worried one about the sanitary situation of the current household, asked. He couldn't take any more of the mess, especially when they learned that Ryeowook and Yesung's shared-room looked like a typhoon just passed by it ("It's not me! Ask hyung!"), the once organized sets of shoes and clothes were no mixed and mismatched at random and Kyuhyun's countless chords, wires and other electrical stuff from his gadgets were found scattered everywhere.
Then there was the piled-up dirty dishes.
Plus the chaotic state of the 12th floor dorm - roaches from god-knows-where began appearing!
It was just two, or maybe three day, that the cleaning paused and all of these came out? Was the SJ household really this messy? If it was, well, they didn't have damn clue about it.
"We have no choice. C'mon, kids. Let's clean up. Ajumma won't be around for a while so it's up to us to clean up after ourselves!" Eeteuk clapped; his dimples showing and beaming optimism - like how a leader should show. But instead of hearing enthusiastic cheers as replies, he got stared at instead. "WHAT? You don't expect to do nothing, do you? Get your asses off there and start cleaning!"
Majority exchanged knowing looks, as if a single thought united their minds in just seconds. "Let's call Siwon and Kibum and make them help us!"
Heechul swung his phone out and did a fashionable pose. "Let's get them, kids!"
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"You do realize that you called, no scratch that, PULLED me out from acting lessons just for THIS?" Came a grumpy statement from a disheveled-looking Kibum at the entrance; his appearance looked like he ran a mile for a charity marathon. Just earlier, all before the arrival of a certain dongsaeng, Heechul (plus the enthusiastic participation of Donghae and Eunhyuk) phoned the busy actor about something important.
It was something so important that Kibum had to come immediately and waste no time to think otherwise, or so that was Heechul emphasized over the phone. Being the obedient and worried member that he was, said actor zoomed straight to the dorms and was greeted by all members wearing working clothes and holding brooms and dusters too merrily.
And he thought THIS was the important matter that the second eldest talked so urgently about. "You want me to help you clean the dorms? Hyung! You're all eleven here! ELEVEN! That's more than a basketball team!"
Oh, he could NOT believe they did this. What was more, they even pranked good-natured Siwon as well next.
Because no sooner than 30 minutes, the door flew open and a worried Siwon rushed inside and grabbed-hold to a hug anyone who happened to be near him, much to the victim's dismay - Yesung. "HYUNG! Tell me it isn't true that you were diagnosed Pneumonia! I knew we shouldn't shoot outside during rainy days! But noooo~ You insisted that you wanted to be like little Ddang Ko Ma and play around the water!"
Heechul guffawed and the remaining members sweatdropped. "Who got diagnosed with WHAT?!"
It took a while, an hour tops, before the most honest members - Ryeowook and Hankyung - convinced poor Siwon that all of what Heechul said over the phone were fibs. Siwon knew he couldn't curse and hurt a single soul but HELL, Siwon would one day wring Heechul-hyung's neck for this when the older one least expected it!
DING DONG!
"Another one? Just who other else did you guys call?!" The leader asked exasperatedly and eyed the giggling Donghae and Eunhyuk. Said two mischievous members whistled away as they started sorting out boxes and clothes. At least someone was cleaning up now. Amidst the chaos at the main room, Sungmin, Shindong and Kyuhyun had began doing their shares of the chores. Leave it to the loud members to delay more of their current task at hand.
Suddenly, the entrance flew open and revealed and panic-looking Henry with three black travel bags adorning his small-frame. "WHERE'S THE EMERGENCY?! Ryeowook-hyung is not hurt, is he?! I just couldn't fly away to Canada at peace knowing that there's emerge--
The young violinist finally stopped his ramblings and finally took in the current surroundings before him. His terrified expression immediately switched to a blank, indescribable one. "Hold it... something tells me that this is NOT emergency at all. I really REALLY get that feeling right now."
"You and I both." Was Kibum's reply in English before tossing aside his own belongings and finally complied to his hyungs' crazy request. Ah, there was never a normal request from them actually, he thought.
Damn straight, Henry was right then and he had no idea he was victim number three!
Then there was victim number four yet to be identified and welcomed.
"If you called Henry, don't tell me that you even called Zhou M--
Hankyung couldn't finish his brilliant deduction at the mischievous three when a piercing scream reached their ears, causing everyone to halt and gulped. Incoherent noise came next and gradually got louder when Chinese member Zhou Mi barged inside with tear-stricken eyes and was screaming loudly, they guessed correctly, in Mandarin. They also guessed that he came from upstairs.
Hankyung carefully made out the words coming from Zhoumi's sobs and wails as, "Cockroaches!!" and "Insects everywhere!!" and his favorite, "WHERE IS EVERYONE ANYWAY?!"
Heechul clasped together his hands - oblivious to the state he created - and cheered at everyone with shimmering eyes and a note-able smirk, "Now that we're complete, let us begin!"
There were now fifteen loud guys inside two different but interrelated dorms to do unseasonal spring cleaning - sweeping, organizing, folding, washing, laundry-ing and cooking. Seriously, what could possibly go wrong with that?
That statement alone was disaster itself! Because nothing was ever smooth and swift (AND QUIET) when the Super Junior boys were brought together like this. All thanks to a sick Ajumma and countless household chores.
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END.
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A/N: I had actually planned for fic to be simple so that I could expand more of the plot but for some odd reason, it turned out like this. Kinda multi-chapter-ish, I get the feeling really, but I do not plan on elaborating more. None unless if I receive a good amount of request to do so. If not, then, we'll stick to this! Review, sweethearts!