A New Dawn

It's day two of work for the group. No more introductions, half-assing while the boss isn't constantly leaning over your shoulder with the excuse of not knowing what to do. Still, a living needs to be made somehow, or how with Fred and D.N. afford to drink?

The day before is repeated almost perfectly. Everyone rises and moves out. Friday is gone before anyone else can even pull themselves from bed, and small groups all war over the shower and whatever might be edible for breakfast. Brentai wasn't able to get a good shower in the night before, and after such an intense game of tag with Guild, he could really use it before going to work. God knows missing a chance to shower for one day means you are the filthiest animal on the planet. The lines are long though, and just as the day prior D.N. is hogging the bathroom despite the fact that he could get up five hours after everyone else and still have time to get ready before he had to be anywhere, five days really. Still, smelling good for the ladies is important for a lady-loving lady's man like Brentai "The Ladies" Hentai. He sucks it up and decides to go for a sponge bath the way Doom had before him. Unfortunately, since the bathroom was completely occupied, he had only one sink left to do it in, and none of the house was all too happy about it.

The morning progresses, and everyone is off to work. All except O. Hakubi who either decided to take the day off, or completely forgot he even had a job. He just hung around, spending a good portion of the day talking to himself, and was actually helpful enough to clean up the bathroom, letting Fred have the chance to improve his cooking, something that had been an urge for him since starting his new job. The stove, however, didn't like the prospect of being turned on. All the memories of the sponge bath and what he had been subjected to flashed back into his propane-powered mind and suicide was the only way to end the memories. Terror struck as the flames spread, fortunately all the counters were made out of very cheap faux-wood that, along with being ugly, only kind of melted instead of burning completely. O. Hak wouldn't stand for this. He was making a salad, God dammit, and no communist fire would stop him!

O. Hakubi was able to put the fire out before the fire department arrived. Noticing the completely burned out stove and melted counters, the firewoman proceeded to shout at Fred for making a call when there was no actual emergency. She could be out there helping people and every second saved lives. Fred apologized and offered for her to stay and hang out and she quickly agreed to. She had nowhere important to be. O. Hakubi, without anyone to talk to, decided to steal all the attention in the room by peeing all over the place and pulling a mop out of nowhere and cleaning it up, which made him very happy, since he had been wanting to clean up a puddle all day. With that, he shouted something about a conspiracy and ran out into town to find someone and tell them their mother resembled a llama in various fashions, most noticeably in smell and attitude. He did all this just yards from Town Hall where he was currently supposed to be inside doing the job he already forgot he had, and it became increasingly possible that he would never return to it.

D.N., meanwhile, relaxed in his secret safe spot. Really only spot during the day, as if he thought he was getting payed for every hour spent just laying in bed. Not even trying to couch and God forbid leaving the house before dark. With everyone safe from the fire that might have claimed the house and many lives, Guild, who was entering the science center looking for new weapons he could use for his doomsday plan against the evil mole people that live in the secret eighth sea which is floating in the sky over Alaska, started to cry. He didn't know exactly why, but it felt as if something in his life was moments away from just being right, and instantly failed.

As the harder workers in the house finally started to return home, they just wanted rest. A nice night at home and no worries in the world until they have to start their jobs again the next day, but that was the future, and for now, just showering, eating, and sleeping with no problems. Certainly no one would be stupid enough to think this was a good night to throw a party.