towerofanimus | Being a maid is hard. It's hard and nobody understands.

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Being a maid is hard. It's hard and nobody understands.

Characters: [OU] Eridan Ampora, [OU] Vriska Serket, [AU] Karkat Vantas, anyone else who wants to encounter him
Setting: Residential floors
Format: Whatever you want
Summary: Eridan is doing his stupid maid job. Later, he gets eaten by a big spider.
Warnings: At least PG for swearing. Maybe higher for being eaten by a freaking spider.

Eridan hates his job. He feels he has good reason. HE shouldn't be made to clean the rooms of others. Of all those in the Tower, he least of all deserves that hateful job. Menial. As if he were no better than a lower troll. He's royal, a Prince, and yet here he is, sneaking from room to room and cleaning every fucking surface before gathering the sheets into his arms and bringing them down to dump them in the laundry room for later. He's alone. He can't stand the thought of his lusus watching him do this, even to help.

Of course, he can't always manage to choose an empty room.

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Vriska was lurking again, waiting for another victim. She couldn't keep using the fairy dust, people would definitely start to catch on if she did. She didn't even wait to see who it was she was attacking this time. She wasn't going to second guess herself on it. So as soon as she saw a shadow pass, she lunged out, swinging her fist at the back of the head of whoever had passed by her.

She had to take them out quick, she couldn't be seen or it would ruin the whole plan.

Eridan felt a prickly sensation of someone behind him far too late, seconds before Vriska's fist collided with his skull. He toppled, clipping his chin and biting into his cheek, grunting as he sprawled.

Oh shit. Vriska stooped over her victim with a sudden wave of panic as she saw who it was. A troll. Eridan. Shit, that wasn't what she'd been going for, trolls weren't supposed to get involved because then it would just be a bigger mess. She glanced down the hallway quickly to make sure no one else was around before she grabbed hold of his cape to haul him up.

Well, it hadn't been what she was intending, but she wouldn't let a good meal for Spidermom go to waste. She hurriedly took the stairs to find the floor with the forest, stopping every so often to re-situate him on her shoulders before she finally gave up that tactic and decided to drag him the rest of the way once she reached the forest.

She hated how she knew the exact path to get to where Spidermom had spun her web, so she tried not to think about it as she pulled him along and then deposited him in the cleared area.

And who would be waiting but the other despicable cerulean, pacing and wringing his hands on anticipation. Or he had been, shortly before Spidermom had decided to pin him to the floor with her webbing to stop him. Now he was just trying to get it all undone before Vriska came back.

It didn't work. But suddenly it didn't matter because...

"You brought a troll?" Karkat hissed, color draining from his face as he struggled to keep his voice down.

"Is that really what you're going to focus on? Seriously? I brought her food!"

Vriska knew that probably wasn't a good enough answer, and she sighed, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she glanced down at him. She hadn't meant to bring trolls to spidermom, it definitely hadn't been on her list of victims but. Well... If any of the trolls deserved it, Eridan was high on the list of douchebags that needed to get fed.

"Look, it's not like a hand picked him or anyone! I knocked out the first person I saw."

[Since Willow's making it her task to do a second, more thorough round of exploring on her second day here, it's not surprising she'd run into him at some point.

She already met... and bonded with... AU lowblood Eridan, so when she sees him she stops short. As she hasn't encountered doubles here yet, she just assumes it's the one she spoke to before.] Eridan? [she asks, faintly perplexed.] Why are you cleaning?

Unless, um, you like cleaning. But you're kinda not lookin' like it. [Generally a nice person, she tries not to tell people they look miserable in so many words.]

[Ugh. He wanted NOBODY to catch him. His shoulders sag visibly.] It's my fuckin' job. Wwho could possibly like cleanin'? That's got to be one a' the stupidest ideas I evver heard.

[He's kind of more insulting than the last time she spoke to him... Though he'd been pretty rude at first then, too. Maybe he's just in a bad mood.

Willow is a good friend so she gamely soldiers on and doesn't take it personally.] People like all sorts of things, like, um, pistachio ice cream, and frogs, and Hayden Christensen's acting in the prequels. I don't judge.

Anyway, do you want some help? We could hang out after you finish.

Wwhat? [This is a day of confusion for Eridan.] Wwhat are you evven fuckin' talkin' about? Wwhy are you talkin' to me?

Wow. Okay. Some welcome aboard that was, [she says, taken aback and referencing her previous conversion with the other Eridan. She might be mildly peeved, too, but her Scooby senses are tingling. Something is afoot.]

We spoke yesterday? It's Willow. I magicked you up a set of spiffy new-- [Haaang on. Now that she's paying attention...] Is it just me, or are you, like, a foot shorter than yesterday?

Sollux looked up as the door opened, assuming that it was one of his roommates, but blinked when he saw Eridan.

He opened his mouth to chew him out for coming in without knocking, then realized that he was holding cleaning utensils and...a bucket.

"Moving a little fatht, aren't you?"

Oh god. Oh god. Oh fucking shitfinned bastard nonexistent impossible god. Eridan blushed so hard his cheeks actually felt hot with how purple they were, and backed out hastily. He could do that room later. Or maybe never. Sollux probably liked living in his own lowblood filth oh GOD he'd seen him with a bucket, just carrying it around.

Maybe he should have used it to his advantage. Said, like, "Looks like you're the one's movvin' too sloww" or something. Something smooth people said. Why was he such a failure of an everything, whyyyy.

Wait, hang on.

Sollux sprang up from the sleeping rectangle and darted to the door, opening it quickly. He didn't want Eridan to leave right now! The fun was just beginning.

He was blushing, too, and it was just the fact that he knew humans used buckets for cleaning that had prevented him from flipping out just now. Instead, he was figuring he could have a little fun.

"Hey! You mithhed a thpot. Ath in, my entire fucking rethpite block."

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Caught up short in turning away, Eridan glared at him.

"Well then I guess you'll just havve to fuckin' deal wwith that, wwon't you? You're evven stupider than I thought if you think I'm gonna clean your respite block for you wwhile you wwatch."

"Why not? Cleaning my rethpite block ith your fucking job, and if you don't do your job, they'll punish you. I'm practically doing you a favour by reminding you of that." He grinned and reached for Eridan's mop to bring it back inside. "Come on, boy. Get to work."

Eridan yanked the mop out of Sollux's reach, snarling at him, and dropped the bucket. Wow, there was literally nothing about this that wasn't completely mortifying, was there. He turned deep purple again as the bucket poured out across the floor, and then growled and swung the mop at Sollux, as hard as he could.

"Woah!" Sollux was pretty much expecting some kind of retaliation, and he backpedaled quickly back into his respite block, laughing and just barely avoiding the swing of the mop handle.

With his powers he picked up the bucket and dropped it on top of Eridan's head.

That actually made him blush furiously to do, but you could barely tell from the way he was killing himself laughing.

Oh.

God.

Why.

The only upside is that Sollux can't see how his skin might as well just be his blood colour now. No midway point of grey. Just. Why.

"Wwhat the fuck, Sol?!" he wailed, his voice hollow-sounding from inside the bucket. He dropped his mop, wrenched the bucket off his head and flung it viciously at Sollux.

Oops. Sollux was laughing so hard by now that he totally didn't see that coming. The bucket beaned off his head with a pretty decent amount of force, and he yelped, clutching at his forehead with one hand and raising the other to ward off any other projectiles.

No wait. This was a bad idea. Eridan would probably start shooting next or something, if he kept backing away.

So he reversed and launched himself bodily at Eridan, trying to wrestle him to the ground.

This was totally a good idea, given that Eridan probably weighed a good 50% more than him.

Snickering at Sollux, not having expected the bucket to actually ever reach him, Eridan was bowled completely over, not having expected the other troll to actually come at him physically.

"Wwhat the fuck!" he said, grabbing Sollux's shoulders and pulling with one hand while pushing with the other as he thrust up with his hips, attempting to flip them entirely around.

What's this? What is he--?

Sollux grunts as Eridan flips them over and his greater weight settles on his skinny frame. His snaps his teeth shut with a growl, closing on Eridan's chin and leaving a neat circle of purple fang marks.

"Get off me and do your work, bucket-head!"

Hissing between his teeth, Eridan nods fiercely down, headbutting Sollux. "Do it yourself, I brought evverythin' here already. I'm not your fuckin' servvant."

Sollux reeled a bit at the headbutt, trying to push Eridan off of him and gather his wits enough to get his powers. "I have a job! I clean the fucking pool, and you clean my rethpite block. You can't jutht wriggle out of it!"

Bracing his legs, Eridan bared his teeth at Sollux. "I can wwhen you're insistin' on fuckin' wwatchin' me demean myself. Besides, you made me spill it." He blushed, and then continued, doggedly. "Are you gonna followw me to the fuckin' bathroom and wwatch me...wwatch me refill the bucket? Is that wwhat this is about? Softcore bucketplay?"

Sollux blushed so deeply Eridan could probably feel the heat, and quickly decided to change the subject.

"Actually I had another idea for that bucket," he said, then blinked at his own words, his mouth falling open a little as he began to stammer. "Not...not what you're thinking!"

For the brief moment that it was exactly what Eridan was thinking, his eyes went extremely wide, but he gathered himself together soon after.

"Wwwell wwhat's the idea, then? Teasin' me mercilessly as per usual, asshole, 'cause you'vve got that covvered."

Sollux swallowed twice before he managed to clear his throat enough to be able to talk. Then he smiled up at Eridan hopefully. "Okay, it'th a bit of a prank. I need you to take thome of my thopor thlime and do thomething with it. And it'll require you getting into thomeone'th rethpite block."

What. Eridan gave Sollux a look.

"This is pretty fuckin' vvague and sounds more than a little licentious."

"Well, I'll tell you the thpethificth, but you have to get off me, first," Sollux said, trying to squirm out from under the sea dweller.

Giving Sollux one last suspicious look, Eridan got off of Sollux and stood up.

Sollux got to his feet and straightened his clothing. Well, that wasn't too hard. "There'th thith girl," he said. "A human girl. She wantth me really bad. She showed up with a bucket at my front door and tried to break in to wait for me or thomething. And I told her I wathn't interethted, and bethideth that I'm taken in my caliginouth quadrant, but she wouldn't leave for ageth. I finally had to dump her in my 'coon to cool her off."

This might have been a slight exaggeration.

Whoa. That leaves Eridan feeling rather flattered. But still suspicious. "Wwhat does this havve to do wwith me? You wwant me to go and tell her off or somethin'?"

"No," Sollux said, and pointed to the discarded pail. "I want you to take thome of my thopor, and dump it in her trunk. I can't do it mythelf, but you have keyth to all of the rethpite blockth."

He grinned at Eridan and reached out, giving one of his fins a flick. "Pleathe?"

[Sorry, but her initial reaction is that Dualscar is waiting for her in her room with a bucket.]

....What.

[WHY DO ALL THESE TROLLS KEEP CATCHING HIM WITH THIS FUCKING BUCKET. FUCK HUMANS. FUCK THEM AND THE SHITTY PLANET THEY RODE IN ON.

Eridan freezes like a deer in headlights. Oh god Vriska.]

This isn't wwhat it looks like.

[She's just gonna. Open and close her mouth a few times.]

This is. Uhm.

[Suddenly, her grins gonna turn flirtacious.]

...Really? How forward of you~

[Oh Dualscar~~]

[Eridan has no idea what's going on.]

I wwas just...

[Holy shit is Vriska FLIRTING with him? He gapes for a while. Is she going to take him ba--oh, right, Sollux. Sollux. Right. Yes. Okay he has to think of a way to totally keep this open if Sollux dumps him.]

I'm sorry, Mindfang, it just can't wwork out as anythin' black betwween us. I'm already reservved in that quadrant noww.

[She's gonna start stalking towards him now, grin wide.]

I prefer red anyways~~

[She's trying to play it cool but oh gosh oh man oh gosh shes gonna get her makeouts on?!
THIS IS AWESOME EEEEE]

[Eridan is beyond lost. He is trying to look cool about this but why does Vriska want something red?

No.

WAIT.

Maybe this is why Vriska let their black romance die. Because she was hiding secret pity for him that she didn't want to show because he was coming on so strongly black.

IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW.]

Oh really...?

Mmmhmm.

[And here, have a Mindfang up and close in your business, batting her eyelashes.]

I love a man who works hard~

[Eridan is still utterly confused but he's gone along with it long enough to keep going along with it now. He's standing as straight as he can and trying to look as impressive as possible.]

Do you, noww...

[Her fingers nudge Eridans chin upwards, lips teasingly close to Eridans as she looks up to gaze into his eyes which were completely devoid of his blood color??
What.
She blinks and takes a step back, looking him up and down.]

Wait. You're not Dualscar.

[Eridan can't work this out. He isn't? Well, he ISN'T but Vriska--

Is this older Vriska or something? Her eyes...]

Wwell a' course I'm not ACTUALLY Dualscar, is that wwhat you thought?

[He comes over haughty and huffy because he's embarrassed, and disappointed.]

Taiki was curled up on his bed, it was cold. Colder than it had been in Tai even, though at least in Tai the palace had been sheltered from the cold wind. Here it was just cold. He was wrapped in Gyousou's cloak. He looked up at the door opening and saw his roomate (or so he thought) with cleaning suplies.

"Hello Eridan, why are you cleaning? Do you want me to help you?" Taiki, somehow had gotten more confident around Eridan since the other troll had forgiven him.

Moments later he realised this... wasn't his Eridan... because he looked younger and his clothes were different. "Oh... sorry..."

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Being a maid is hard. It's hard and nobody understands.

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I'm just going to apologize in advance for all of this. l-lol

hahahahah oh how I love mix-ups

ffff good because she's going to end up all sorts of indignant, mark my words...

...sometimes it's hard playing hateable characters, I love Willow so much

LOL awww it's okay, she always needs a Cordelia in her life to be regularly annoyed with

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i am laughing. so hard.

THIS IS THE BEST

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