[OPEN] Hayate is in ur room, evicting ur dust bunnies

[butler_in_debt]

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:

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[commitomemory]

Axel had been minding his own business, exploring (because pacing about was for people who had problems, and Axel did not have problems.)

At first, he couldn't really tell what the rapidly moving object was, and then, it became clear. It was a person...cleaning?

What the heck? He stopped, with pretty obvious curiosity, to watch this phenomena. Why would anyone want to clean the hallway?

Maybe he was asked.

Okay, that settled it. Axel was going to find out what was going on here.

"What are you doing?"

[butler_in_debt]

Hayate paused in his quest of making everything smell like Lysol when he heard the unfamiliar voice. He turned to the source, feeling embarrassed.

"Ah, I'm cleaning," he replied nervously.

[commitomemory]

"Yeah, I get that. But why?" Axel wondered, articulating this by leaning forward as if to get a better look of the boy in question. "Did you lose a bet or something?"

[butler_in_debt]

I do this all the time back home~.

[[Stupid moment caused me to send this before writing the IC part!]]

[jacaranda_honey]

[[OOC: Oh, this could be very fun.

Also: Fourth wall? What's that? *bricked*]]

From high atop the bookshelves, Patchouli looked down on the library, that largely-empty place. At last, she'd found some solace. Okay, she didn't completely dislike the outside world, but she much preferred being shut in... it's just the way she'd always been. It was not her fault at all that most people were rather uninteresting, right? She liked living in that cage. She felt somewhat powerful in some distant manner, being by herself in the library. She needn't care too much about what others thought of her or what she did in the library, right?

One might think it amusingly appropriate, then, that she was reading a book entitled Empire. Of course, considering how high up she sat, one would have difficulty catching sight of her, right? Well, she had no difficulty seeing any others who might be in the library... when she looked up from her book, she saw another. How odd... she thought. She floated down from where she'd previously been positioned,

[Its okay. I just almost missed the fact that Patchouli was on the floor instead of floating, orz]

[butler_in_debt]

Hayate nearly jumped in shock. Odd, he could've sworn he entered the library quietly. Was he brought into a world full of people with radar-like senses? Or was he really getting that rusty?

"I'm Hayate Ayasaki," he answered. "I'm a butler."

[[...asdf Patchy can sometimes stand! Sometimes. ;-;]]

[jacaranda_honey]

"I... see. I didn't know we had a butler..." She thought about this for a second. She really did try to keep up-to-date, she really did... but maybe she was just a huge failure. She sighed, and tried not to dwell on it. She'd just keep it bottled up inside where it could fester alongside every other hole in her psyche.

"Well, what are you doing here, anyway? I didn't know anyone ever really came here, other than myself..."

[butler_in_debt]

"I came in here to clean. Its one of my chores back home," Hayate reached into his bucket and pulled out a cloth and an expensive looking cleaner.

How cute! A buttler!

[euphiepink]

It is one of those rare moments of peace and quiet that Euphie decided to take a stroll in the mansion, to be more familiar of its surroundings...

And as she was about to go to her room to get some rest, she saw a rapidly moving object and everything it leaves is nothing but clean. Spotless, shiny clean.

Upon closer inspection though, the object turns out to be a boy. Euphie was pleasantly surprised that the mansion had a buttler and it just enetered her room and she did not buther much about it.

As she enetered her room, she spoke. "I never knew the mansion had a buttler... And quite a good one too!"

[Erm, there's only one 't' in 'butler' btw. ^^;]

[butler_in_debt]

That was the third time he got caught. Was he losing touch? Or was the universe being unfair again?

Hayate finished wiping the window clean and turned to see a pink haired girl with one hell of a fancy dress. Could it be...?

"Hinagiku-san?"

Ack. I suck. ^^'

[euphiepink]

"I take it that I remind you of someone from where you came from, right?"

She then promptly enters and looks around the room. Everything is so clean. Even the doorknobs are so clean, they sparkle.

She promptly introduces herself. "I am Euphie. Pleased to meet you! And you are?"

[Don't feel bad. I keep forgetting to put in quotation marks. orz]

[butler_in_debt]

Hayate laughed nervously. "A-ah. Sorry, Euphie-san. I did mistake you for someone I know for a moment."

Hayate felt a surge a pride when Euphie gazed at the clean room. "I'm Hayate Ayasaki. And yes, I'm a butler."

[wants_ur_ears]

Soubi stopped dead in his tracks when he opened the door to his bedroom. There was a boy here, a boy who was most definitely not Ritsuka, and he was making the bed. Soubi's paints had been moved, and meticulously arranged on the desk with his brushes arranged by size and his palettes -- his wonderful, broken-in, seasoned palettes -- stacked and shining like new beside them.

Soubi visibly twitched.

"Ahem," Soubi crossed his arms, leaning against the door frame. "What... exactly are you doing in my room? Besides ruining my supplies, of course..."

At least he hadn't tried to clean the murals off the walls.

[Hayate is possibly screwed, y/n/pie?]

[butler_in_debt]

Ah, there you are, feeling of impending doom. Haven't seen you awhile. How are you? Hayate looked up as he made the bed to see the owner of the room by the doorway, not looking quite happy.

Hayate managed to stammer out, "Um...cleaning?"

[[Soubi's a puppy dog. He won't hurt the butler. <3]]

[wants_ur_ears]

Soubi could feel his eye twitching, and he brought a hand to his forehead. This was almost as bad as the time someone had tried to burgle their room. He really did have to find some sturdier locks for the door. Or maybe he could get Howl to curse it...

But the boy meant no harm, he reasoned. As long as...

"You didn't touch anything under the bed, did you?"

Re[[And enter the shota]]

[no_no_badtouch]

There was a light thunk as high as the boy could reach on Soubi. "Pervert. Don't talk about that." He still wasn't comfortable with the fact that Soubi kept his ears under the bed, but there was really nothing Ritsuka could do about it. Especially since he didn't like giving Soubi orders. Soubi wasn't a dog, he was a person. A person Ritsuka happened to love very much. You don't give people orders.

[as_driven_snow]

Alcuin was wandering about when he saw the young man cleaning each and every surface diligently. It was nice to see someone with their mind on lighter matters of domesticity and he smiled, stopping mid-stride to regard the boy.

"Do you need any help?" He was smiling warmly as he stepped forward, hands folded and face attentive.