Still more with cleaning

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Angel was up early.

That was so wrong on so many levels.

But he'd promised Krycek to help finish cleaning the Assistants Lounge, and sadly doing that was more fun than contemplating dealing with Parker's forced death march to Student Council.

Angel stood in the doorway to the lounge and pondered what he wanted to attack first.

Sean nosed around. It was possible that he sniffed around the door of one cabinet in particular more often than he did the others, but Sean was a puppy and puppies did weird things sometimes.

[ooc: open to anybody]

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[chasingangela]

Angela finds her way to the lounge, followed by a furniture delivery guy wyho is wielding a flat package containing this shelving unit.

"Hey -- this is the lounge, right? Parker said it might need furniture, so we got these."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel came over. "Hey, Angela. Need a hand with that? Looks heavy."

[chasingangela]

"Thanks," Angela says, as the NPC delivery guy unceremoniously dumps the package on the floor. He gives her a dirty look until she tips him and then leaves.

"Which wall should we put it against? Or do we need to scrub more before we can even think about that?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel thought about it. "If we move the couch... or set it on fire, that wall over there might be good. Plus if we cover it up with a bookshelf then far as I'm concerned we don't have to clean it."

[chasingangela]

"I like the cover it up or light it on fire plan," Angela says. "Or maybe we could somehow mobilize the gremlins into, like, a cleaning army. They should work for us sometime, right?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Know any pied pipers?"

[chasingangela]

"Doesn't Piper Halliwell like to bake? Would a Piper with pie work?"

She sounds almost serious.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel pondered it. "Guess it would depend on what was in the pie. Though on the upside Fluffypants would probably help if she got involved like that."

[chasingangela]

"Especially if it was cherry. And Duo made him to be a butler, right? Maybe he could convince him this was what butlers did."

She rubs her nose and sighs. "Somehow, I think things might go wrong if we tried the gremlins-and-Fluffypants plan, though."

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"Point," Angel said. "They'd probably team up and take over the school."

[chasingangela]

"Like they don't run it already."

Angela scowls at the couch. "Maybe if we got some slipcovers, or even tossed a sheet over it, it would be safe to sit on?" she suggests gingerly.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet yawns and waves to Angela, then looks for someplace remotely clean to set her coffee cup down.

There doesn't seem to be a place.

"Oh, shelving?" asked Janet. "That should be fun to put together."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"There's stuff to be put together?" Sam brightened. "I'd much rather assemble than clean. You wouldn't believe what I stuck my hand in last time I was in here."

[chasingangela]

"Hi, Sam. Yeah, Parker found these shelves while we were shoppiing yesterday. She thought they'd be a good place for us to put booze all our supplies."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Cool, alcohol supply storage. Very important." She looked around at the state of the room and wrinkled her nose. "Are we ready for this, though?"

[janet_fraiser]

"You'd have to put it together outside and then move it in here," said Janet. "This place is in no way close to sanitary." She frowned at the grime, and started rummaging around for bleach and a sponge. "Thank God I don't dress up constantly."

She could really, really use a set of scrubs for this place, though.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Ooh! I'd have to work out in the hall? Away from the dust farm?" Sam pulled a swiss army knife out of her pocket.

"I'll just be out here, then," she said, dragging the shelving unit into the hall and sitting down on the floor. She pulled a blade out of the knife and began cutting through the packaging. "Let me know when it's safe to come back in."

[janet_fraiser]

"Coward," says Janet, sticking her tongue out at Sam.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Prudent," Sam said, sticking her tongue out at Janet in retaliation.

[janet_fraiser]

"You've survived worse than this." Janet threw a (clean, dry, omg) sponge out the door at Sam.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam giggled, leaned over to get the sponge, then threw it back. "I have? It's pretty gross in there, Janet."

[chasingangela]

Angela nods. "I think we should just leave it in the box until we've done a little more scrubbing." She looks down at herself. "I don't care about these clothes, so I'm good."

[janet_fraiser]

"Want some surgical gloves?" asked Janet. "I refuse to touch anything in this room with my bare skin. It's disgusting."

[chasingangela]

"Please," Angela says with a shudder. "Glove me. This place looks like a bacteria breeding experiment gone completely wrong, or something."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"You should have seen the gooey blue stuff," Sam called from the hallway. "I'm lucky it didn't eat through my pants. Or get up and start issuing orders."