The Republic of Greater Appalachia wrote:The Flutterlands wrote:
Pitch turned to see Ghost cleaning up Whisper's blood. "Oh No. No." he said, jumping out of the couch and rushing towards Ghost, "I'm the servant here; let me clean it up..." Pitch grabbed the cleaning tools away from Ghost with his magic, and started cleaning. "It's my job to do chores around here, remember?"
"I spent so many years alone, it's just habit to do things even if I have others who could do it for me. It's going to take a while to get used to this." Ghost said, as he was froze in the position he was when Pitch took the cleaning supplies, mostly in shock. He then got up and sat back down on the couch, feeling slightly awkward.
"It's okay." said Pitch, as he cleaned up the blood, "I'm new to this myself, actually. So, I myself, may need sometime getting use to servitude." He turned to Ghost, and chuckled nervously. As he cleaned up the blood, something began to bother him. "What am I going to tell Kindle when he gets home?" he asked worriedly, "I am responsible for the death of his mother, after all..."


