Poth

Cleaning

Well...I just wanna say that for some reason I got 13 in cherryberry so... ( .-.) I mean I don't see why but ok. I really don't have anything to say sooooo, let's begin!

Goth's Pov

After everyone went away we looked around. "I guess we should start by picking up the beds, then deal with the desk." Palette suggests. I nod in agreement. He walks toward the door, picking up the blanket that was close to it. He starts to fold it, then puts it on the floor in a corner. I pick up a thin blanket and look at it for a second. I look at Palette, him folding another blanket.

He won't get angry if... I then throw the blanket at him, it covers his face. He stands still for a second, then takes it of his face. He looks at me before chuckling a bit. He folds it, walks over to me, and places it on my head. I laugh before putting it on the pile Palette started.

After 5 minutes of folding in silence, Palette starts talking.

"Hey Gothy," Palette says, pausing his half folded blanket. "If you stayed in here for two months, how did you get food?" Palette asks, looking at me, but continuing to fold his blanket. "I don't know, it would just...appear. Every time I needed food, it'd just appear." I answer. I probably should've been more concerned... "Well that explains it, though it's kinda weird." Palette says making another stack of folded blankets. "Yeah, it is weird."

I look at my broken desk. All that was on it was my plastic water bottle. So nothing bad really happened. Palette notices my glance. He than walks next to me, grabs my cat, and places it on my head. He then pats the plushie and smiles. I laugh a bit before grabbing it and putting it on back my bed. Palette starts folding again, he then starts talking about everyone in the building.

How Blue likes making tacos, Fell being not to rude when you get to know him, Error not liking to socialism with the rest of them, and how I should be warned about Horror. "Horror is a bit strange, he finds really weird ways to show gratitude, and when I say weird I mean he'll give you a bird leg." That does sound creepy... Palette puts the last blanket onto the 5th pile of blankets. "So what should we do about your desk? Do we go find a replacement? Or..."

Palette's eyes then light up, signifying an idea. "I could make you a new one! Since I have Inks magic of creation, I could make you a new one!" Palette says looking at me with a bright warm smile. I think for a second. Does that mean he has a paint brush? I then nod my head. "Great! But first we gotta get this broken one out of the way." He then picks up a big piece of broken wood. He just looks at it before placing it down and walking to the door.

"I'll go get some garbage bags, be right back!" He walks out the door. What to do while he's gone..? I open my closet and look at the stuff that was supposed to be on the desk. I guess my gut told me to put all the stuff in a different place for a good reason... I sit on my bed and grab my white cat. I just sit there, for what feels like 2 minutes, before Palette comes back. "I am back! I brought the biggest one I saw." Palette says looking at the big, broken, pieces of wood.

I get off of my bed and walk to the broken desk. Palette bends down and starts putting bigger pieces into the bag. I do the same, starting with smaller ones instead. After about 7 minutes of putting the pieces in the bag, Palette closes it and ties it up. He then drags it to the corner of my room. "We can put it in the trash later. Right now we need to make your desk!"

Palette says walking to my bed and sitting down. Then a piece of paper appears out of no where, along with a pencil. He then gestures for me to come over and look at what he's doing. "So first off, what kind of desk should it be? Should it be like on office desk or a schoolwork desk? Or just a table with some drawers?" Palette asks, looking at me. "I guess a small but functional one, so maybe small but has multiple drawers." I answer. That sounds good to me. "What color would you prefer?" Palette asks, already looking like he has something in mind.