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[ How odd! Scurrying along close to the floor, seemingly of it's own accord, is a slice of delicious-looking cake! :D ]

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Hurry up and finish.

We're hurrying! You could help, ya know.

Let me think about that...

No.

I'm surprised you can think.

You really want your little friend to be cleaning you off the wall soon, don't you?

Not like I haven't been through worse with you.

Is that an open invitation?

Then you'd have one less person helping to clean this up!

Like you're doing much to help in the first place.

[ i hate when i don't know if or what my parents are bringing home for dinner, and i-i'm really hungryyy. ]

I'm helpin! *goes back to shoving the cloth across the floor.*

[ That's what cell phones are good for. 8'D Have a snack maybe? ]

You've been cleaning that spot for the past few minutes.

[ they don't pick up their cellphones ever, lmao. specifically my mother. ]

Fine. *scoots along to a different area.*

[ lol then what's the point of having one?? that's as bad as my brother. XD ]

[ just watches them. ] ...

[ i have no idea. it's frustrating. :[ they came home... not long after i posted and forced me to help with yardwork, despite having brought home food? lmao and now it's cold. ]

*a good ten minutes later they're finished, having swept the cake into a pile.* Done!

[ DX wtf. some people just need to think first. and I still want chinese food. 8| ]

What are you going to do with the leftover bits?

[ i want chinese food, too... they got steak n shake. ]

.... Oh! A dustpan! *drops the towel and dashes over to a closet, the other Luke giving a sigh and following after him.*

[ this was the only thing these two were good for... he continues to watch them carefully. ] Can you actually carry it?

Of course! *plastic is a wonder material and so lightweight. perfect for a couple redhead lightweights to carry!*

Hmm. Good luck.

*tiny Lukes cleaning service at your disposal~ actually working together for a change, they manage to get most of cake into the pan and so the shorthaired Luke runs over to pat Asch's shoe.* Done!

...Good.

*starts scurrying up his tabard happily.*

[ makes an unhappy noise, but doesn't bother to stop him this time. ]

*parks himself on Asch's shoulder as the other Luke grumps for a bit before joining him.*

Now that my plans have come to a halt thanks to you two... It's time to decide how to spend the rest of the day.