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

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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.

Comments

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

[guiltapalooza]

[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.

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

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

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

[guiltapalooza]

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?