 Post 2: Cleaning Dani's Citrus Duck Spawn | Mama Giraffe | Lemon PATch | Pushed the Red Button
Once all of the surrounding trash had been not-so-neatly stuffed into a bin bag, Dima had the issue of the actual tire left. He mentally praised himself for choosing the slightly rusted bucket as a seat instead of this because... son of a garden gnome. It was rather disgusting, covered in grease and dust, and he couldn't help feeling bad for poor Muggles who were unable to use a simple Tergeo on that.
That also included feeling bad for himself right now. Poor him. RIP Dmitriy Toussaint, death by Muggle Studies.
He crouched down by the tire and got to scrubbing with his sponge and bucket of water, idly looking around. How was Bast holding up with this? Merlin knew some of his other cousins would be whining up a racket by now if they'd been doing things equating to chores. Taboo word, that was.
__________________ and so i took an axe to a mended fence.___________________.______._________________
__________________________________..____this is why we can't have nice things, darling. |