Easy Cleaning
Apr. 9th, 2012 09:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Fandom: Legend of Sun Knight
Summary: Roland's task is to clean Pink's house. Simple.
Rating: G
Contains: Nothing.
Notes: Spoilers up to the end of the first novel and the start of the second novel.
Inspired by the confirmation of this (ctrl+f 'Roland wearing an apron' Picture heavy post!) picture of Roland cleaning with his wings out. >DDD
(Does this and Last Goodbye also warrant a 'prompted by…' tag? XD;;;)
(I'm also starting to wonder if I should label some fics as dramatic irony or something now… XDD;;;)
Genre: Humour
Word count: 148
Status: Complete
Roland gazed across the pink room, frowning slightly. He had cleaned the floor, but as he passed a shelf, a couple of its items had wobbled, one of them toppling over and smashing into a dozen pieces when it hit the ground. That had not been the first time that had happened.
He bent down to sweep up the now-useless object, turning to throw it away.
That was when one of the shelves made a 'thunk' noise, a line of its books falling over.
Roland tilted his head at them, his wings flapping, stretching after being held so close to his back for so long.
The house must be haunted. Or cursed. Seeing who the owner was, that was not that surprising.
Roland righted the books and continued cleaning the house.
A plushie on his left tumbled over, bowling into the other plushies that were next to it.
Summary: Roland's task is to clean Pink's house. Simple.
Rating: G
Contains: Nothing.
Notes: Spoilers up to the end of the first novel and the start of the second novel.
Inspired by the confirmation of this (ctrl+f 'Roland wearing an apron' Picture heavy post!) picture of Roland cleaning with his wings out. >DDD
(Does this and Last Goodbye also warrant a 'prompted by…' tag? XD;;;)
(I'm also starting to wonder if I should label some fics as dramatic irony or something now… XDD;;;)
Genre: Humour
Word count: 148
Status: Complete
Roland gazed across the pink room, frowning slightly. He had cleaned the floor, but as he passed a shelf, a couple of its items had wobbled, one of them toppling over and smashing into a dozen pieces when it hit the ground. That had not been the first time that had happened.
He bent down to sweep up the now-useless object, turning to throw it away.
That was when one of the shelves made a 'thunk' noise, a line of its books falling over.
Roland tilted his head at them, his wings flapping, stretching after being held so close to his back for so long.
The house must be haunted. Or cursed. Seeing who the owner was, that was not that surprising.
Roland righted the books and continued cleaning the house.
A plushie on his left tumbled over, bowling into the other plushies that were next to it.