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It was simple. Du needed a vacation. Between his sister decomposing all over the place, and the hoard of untidy, rowdy messy shedding winis at Lural's place, Du was out of there. Let someone else clean for a while.

He slipped out the front door while no one was looking, and wandered away. Maybe he could hang out at the shop where amulets kept finding their way to unsuspecting humans. And it wouldn't be his job to clean! Though it was his nature to put things away. If something was askew, it would simply bother Du to no ends until it was fixed.

He padded along the side of the road until he came to the shop that winiko were just drawn to. The door was open, letting in the nice summer breeze. It looked rather empty, so he figured no one would mind if he let himself in.

The front room seemed in order. The battle worn beanbag chairs were patched and re-beaned. There was even a new one. And the couches that North, Dos, and Cheveyo had destroyed were replaced recently. They still smelled like new! Du enjoyed the scent for a while before he started walking to the back of the shop. The kitchen area, and bedrooms for wayward winis and their owners. Seriously, this shop had everything. It was worth exploring, so long as no one was here.

Du's ear twitched. He heard the rustle above. He figured someone must be upstairs. Ah well, they'll be surprised when they come down. Du decided to clean a little. This place did look a little too... 'lived in'. It stank of demon. And worse yet: Wet demon. What in all the dimensions went on in here when he wasn't around anyways?

Shaking his head, Du wandered to the end of the short hall and looked for something. A bucket perhaps. Or a sponge he could push around with his paws. It never occurred to him that maybe the store wasn't modified to be wini accessible. How many wini actually used the faucets here? None probably.

But to his delight, he had no problem with the faucet in the lower bathroom, and even though he got soap in his mouth, he got the bottle top open and when the water was juuuuuuuuust soapy enough, he went to work.

When the floor was wet and slick, and since he figured no one was around, Du took a running start and slid down the hall "wheee!"

As soon as he heard the pads of feet hit the ground, Du froze. At least, his body went ridged. He still slid on the floor until his rump bumped the wall. He looked around and laid eyes on an orange jingling mass slip on the floor. His hackles raised. Well, the parts that didn't flake off were raised. "Y... your going to... get my floor dirty." He accused.

Honestly, he didn't know what to say, nor did he know where this demon had come from. He was about to take a step forward when he saw that his sliding had left little bits of himself on the floor. He shuddered. "messy messy."

"I haven't cleaned the rafters... the... ceiling! You came from the ceiling, so you're probably covered in dust!" As she approached, he backed up a little more, curling into the corner, eyeing the orange girl.

"If... If you don't want to make it worse, how about you help make it better!" He wasn't sure what she would do. He never thought anyone cleaned as well as he did. He tried backing up more, trying to pass through the wall. His paws slid out from under him, and he landed on his haunches. "UGHF! Soap butt! My a** will smell like lemons for a week!" Just so long as he didn't fart bubbles, he would be happy. That one time, it was super embarrassing. Hey, it's not his fault his decaying skin absorbs the soapy water. But he's been more careful since then.

Du had to stop for a moment and bit his tongue a little. "Well, that is true. That would be.... that would be utterly horrid. About as bad as this place gets when the humans get together. So many foot prints. So much trash." He shuddered thinking about it. "So, you want to clean, hmmm? How are you at... say... washing windows?" He was still wary of this gaily adorned demon. He'd have to test her. "Maybe you should be my apprentice. I'll test you on your cleaning skills." He grinned a little. Maybe he could run her through the ringer, and she would leave him alone.

It's not that Du wasn't social. He just didn't like meeting new people. They always seemed rowdy and dirty. Though, maybe this joker wasn't as bad. She wasn't covered in grime and grit like his house mates often were. And she wasn't decomposing everywhere, leaving skin bits and hair in the oddest of places like his twin, Vu.

Du watched her go as she surveyed the room. Maybe she wouldn't be too bad at cleaning. He righted himself and began cleaning up his shed mess of... self. "There are clean rags in one of the closets." He gave her a hint. "Or I suppose you could find some clothes. I think the shop keepers keep some form of garments around here."

Du vaguely recalled Augustus's story about the cloth slingshot, only to be corrected by Lural that it was clothes. Surely there must have been other clothes around here then too. Well, no point in making things take longer then they needed to. Du decided to fetch the girl a bucket of water for her task. She wasn't hard to find afterwards either. Just follow the jingling. The sound was kind of pleasant.

"Alright minion, remember, I'm going to grade you on how well you do." He said before setting about to move the beanbags of the main room so he could efficiently clean.