Duties are for duds (OPEN)

[Prinny Papius]

Sweep, hum, sweep, hum, sweep, hum, sweep. The sounds of sweeping could be heard in one of the lounges of the castle, the room where the grey Prinny was working…or supposed to be working.

The was a tape player on the table playing a looped sweeping and humming noise coming from it, while the Prinny that should be doing the work was relaxing on a reclining chair drinking some orange juice out of a martini glass.

“This is the life, dood! As long as I can keep this up I’ll never have to work another day, dood.”

His voice was not as high pitched as the other Prinnies, yet he had given up a long time ago on not saying ‘dood’ every time he spoke.

This was obviously not the first time he had done this…

[Prinny Papius]

An hour later, the grey Prinny stopped the tape and put it in his pouch, then took the boom in his hand and held it so that the handle rested on his shoulder. It reminded him of his past life, a good life; at least he thought it was that. He didn’t care that he was cursed for most of it, because the good times always made him forget about that.

He left the room and started walking down the halls, making sure to look around every corner before continuing forward, not wanting to deal with Etna since she surely had another job waiting for him…most likely one he should have done that he didn’t do.

He heard some voices coming from down the hall and he jumped into the closest hamper he could find. As he waited he could tell that the voices were coming from Prinnies, since that word came out of them every few seconds, which made him shudder. When they were out of earshot the grey Prinny shook the hamper and tipped it over and crawled out, cleaning up that mess, for once cleaning up that is, so that he wouldn’t be discovered later. He then ran down the halls, looking like he was busy rushing to something.