Chapter #1Cleaning Time by: Tomomi   It was a beautiful day outside. The sky was bright blue, not a cloud in sight. The birds were chirping away in joy. People were stopping to smell the flowers and such. It was a very peaceful time.
"Come ON!"
It was an almost peaceful time.
Nancy glared at the little vermin in the sink. "You disgusting little twat! I oughta bleach you right now and just get rid of you!"
The little piece of dried-on egg innocently stayed silent. She sighed; it felt like it was looking at her with puppy dog eyes.
"Fine. Fine! You win!" She dropped the plate back into the soapy water and ripped off her rubber gloves. "But mark my words, I will come back for you, after you've learned your lesson while soaking."
She whipped around and stormed out of the kitchen, glancing around the flat, trying to think of something else to do as she waited. It was the middle of May, and of course, that meant it was time for Spring Cleaning, her favorite time of the year.
A thought pricked her mind all of a sudden of something that hadn't yet reached her disinfected hands- her clubhouse. She grinned mischievously and walked to her bedroom, where the quarter dome filled with various holes stood, screwed into the wall and filled with pillows. It was her place to hang out, and maybe keep her little fetish ablaze. She loved to just sometimes take some of the leftovers she got from the bakery she worked at and just sit in there and gorge with music sometimes, thus leading to the insane amount of crumbs she could imagine were just waiting for her in there. Quickly, she ran off and returned, this time with a hand broom and dustpan in hand.
"Alright, crumbs," she mumbled, "Prepare yourselves."
But first, she had to make a choice- there were multiple ways to get in.
The first one, the easiest, was a circular hole near the middle, and towards the bottom. It would be the quickest way to get in to annihilate those crumbs, but a little bit boring.
The second one was a dog door type hole. It was rectangular; it was higher than it was wide. It resided about a foot away from the first. It was often a bit of a challenge for her to get through, but she could usually make it with minimal pushing.
The third was a mail-slot kind of hole- wider than it was tall. It was at the top right of the first one. This was one of her favorites, because she could get somewhat wedged in and need a fair amount of pushing to get through with herself alone, and when she would put a pillow up her shirt or something, it was nearly impossible.
The fourth was near the top, and it was a simple, small square. She had always been a little bit nervous to try this one; last time she had done so, she had gotten wedged good and proper, with no pillows or anything. It had taken her quite a bit to get out, and the only reason she had was because she had started to panic about being found out, and the adrenaline gave her the strength to get out.
Eventually, she decided to go for the...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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