Morning is broken and so is his back

[shaggablesnape]

Dave was a cruel master. Dave had a nasty temper and a tendency to lash out when disappointed, which was frequently

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[beastofthepit]

Oh dear, the last time I saw someone walking like that Grisolm had piles.

I'll do the chickens and clean the kitchen, you have a nice soak.

[shaggablesnape]

Severus could kiss him.

He takes his coffee outside and eases into the water gingerly.

Oooooh yessssss. Minerva is right they need one of these in their new quarters.

What is Minerva up to now, he wonders.

[beastofthepit]

~Abaddon walks past with the eggs~

Six today, and one of the girls laid a big one just for you.

It's the one thats walking funny in case you wondered.

[shaggablesnape]

Could you thank her for me?

I'll be in to scramble some eggs in a moment, but my back is still giving me gyp.

[beastofthepit]

I certainly shall.

Should I clean the bathroom and loo as well as the kitchen?

I'm not sure what the ettiquette is about cleaning duties yet.

[shaggablesnape]

Sod them, that's what I say.

I don't see why you should coddle the little buggers. It's about time they stopped shagging and got their arses out of bed.

The etiquette is pretty much trying to get out of doing any chores.

You've done more than your fair share so take the weight off your feet and relax.

[beastofthepit]

~sniffs thoughtfully~

That's the best idea I've heard in a long time.

Do you think a drop of firewhiskey might help ease your back?

[shaggablesnape]

In deed it would.

Strictly for medicinal purposes you understand. Severus tries - unsuccesfully - to look pious.

[beastofthepit]

~A few moments later Abaddon emerges from the house with a bottle of firewhiskey and two glasses and pours a drink for each of them.~

Would you mind if I joined you in there?

I've never sat in water before.

[shaggablesnape]

Help yourself mate.

You're not going to burst into flames, or melt or something are you. I mean, praps it might be best if you just stuck a finger or something in first.

Just in case.

It's a bit of an unlucky hot tub actually.

[beastofthepit]

~dips finger in cautiously, before stepping in~

Seems alright, if a bit cold. I bathe in a pool of molten lava at home.

Hmmm, this is quite relaxing. No wonder you humans seem to enjoy it so much.

~sips drink~

So why is the hot tub unlucky?

[shaggablesnape]

One of the Housemates was parboiled in here accidentally.

Well, when I say accidentally that did involve turning the Thermostat to maximum and pissing off for half an hour and a cup of tea.

Still it was Lord Voldermort so whilst it put a bit of a crimp in his day it wasn't so unlucky for the rest of us.....

[beastofthepit]

Voldemort you say?

Sounds like someone deserves a medal.

~mutters~ Fucking anagram nerd.

[shaggablesnape]

Wanker.

Not you, Voldemort.

And Neville too.

I bet he gets an Order of Merlin, and those of us who spent seven hard years spying for the Order of the Phoenix will get the steam off Fudge's piss.

If we're lucky.

[beastofthepit]

I know the feeling, my friend Lucifer gets all the kudos for most of my sexual exploits and he doesn't even have a phallus.

They'll reward you though surely?

~tops up both their glasses~

It hardly seems fair to rate twiddling a knob over years of spying.

[shaggablesnape]

Doesn't he? That's a bit of a blow for the lad.

Severus sips at his whiskey morosely.

I doubt it. You know what the world is like. It likes knob twiddlers. Knob twiddlers fit into its scheme of things.

Real hard graft doesn't.