Damn Dirty Dishes

[Ripple]

Coffee. It was a wonderful beverages sometimes. It had the ability to completely wake someone up even though they were still completely incapacitated. For Lian, it was her holy water, her energy and life source. That and the plain and simple fact that if she didn't have her daily morning drink she would get a really bad headache. Her thick black hair was tied back and she made sure to wear a black wife beater since she was stuck with this damn chore for an entire week.

"God damn it I hate f*ckin' dishes," she grumbled. Luckily she had her iHome and iPod playing in the background to give her some kind of sanity. Listening to just water and squeaky dishes wasn't exactly ideal to the Paragon. As A Little Piece of Heaven played by Avenged Sevenfold echoed through the kitchen, Lian nodded her head to the beat and had no problem singing along.

Damn these f*ckers eat a lot, she thought bitterly. It really did suck that she had to freaking clean everyone's mess for a week simply because she was joking around. But it could have been worse. She just hoped that if anyone came in, it was Sky or Chase. They always knew how to cheer her up (mostly by poking fun at her). She smirked at the idea of either of them starting an entire water/soap battle in the kitchen. "F*ckin' assholes," she mumbled to herself, the smile still plastered on her face.

[Ripple]

SEVERAL HOURS LATER...

After a nice smoke break and some food with her fellow mutants, it was back to the kitchen for Lian. "God damn it," she repeated for the twentieth time. I... F*UCKIN' HATE... DISHES!!. This time Lamb of God was playing and as much of it the music sounded like noise to others, it was perfect angry music for the Paragon. "You may tremble before hell's gates, you may watch as the heavens fall, and you may shake the hands of fate, you may heed the siren's call," she sang along in her best growling voice possible. Not many people knew it, but Lian actually had a decent voice. It wasn't great for pop or any crap like that. But when it came to rocking out, Lian was pretty good.

"And you may reach every golden shore, or just repent in the heathen, and you may dance in the sins of the world, you may sleep in the cradle of eden!!!" Lian continued on with her chores and the more and more she continued to clean, the more and more she realized that it was only day one of her punishment. It was going to be a long ass day, if not a week.

[Fleet]

Looking for a coke was what brought Kyle into the kitchen, that and to find the source of the person screaming in agony. Seeing Lian there he walked up and tugged on the cord of her earbud. "Does it hurt much?" He asked with a silly grin.

Picking up a towel and digging right in next to her he decided to help to get all the dishes finished before diner time. "Naah, I'm just messin with you though. I like that song. Who sings it again?" It was the obvious set up for the 'why don't you let them sing it' joke and he glanced sideways at her unable to hold back the grin on his face. "Awww come on I almost had you."

He laughed with her as the two Paragons teamed up on the last of the dishes just in time for them to sit down and have a soda together, before it was going to be time to eat and then Lian would be back to work. "You know, I don't think it's supposed to take you all that much time to do it. I always hate doing chores too, but my mom told me one time that the more you hate something the more you should try at just getting it done because if you think about it too much you're only gonna drag your feet."

"Anyway, you're welcome and all, and don't tell anybody I helped alright? I don't need more crap about being some towel boy or something right?" He gave her a little salute and walked out grabbing another coke and a bag of Dorritos to go and watch TV. "Later."