It was a day like any other. Mr. Clean, cleaning with his magic eraser, nothing out of the ordinary whatsoever.
But everyone knew what his sponge was really thinking...
"Wow, Mr. Clean sure is super clean...I wonder if he would ever get...dirty." The eraser thought to itself. The Sponge winked it's luscious long eyelashes, but Mr. Clean didn't seem to notice. He just kept cleaning.
The eraser decided to make his motives known. And god would Mr. Clean know them by the end of the night.
God, would he know.
"Clean Daddy, I need some help here!" Mr. Clean stopped his scrubbing and stared at the eraser. His dead-eyed stare pierced into the sponge from afar, as the man began to grin.
"Yes? What is it?"
The eraser gave back a mischievous smirk in response.
"I think you already know."
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Mr. Clean x Magic Eraser
FanfictionMr. Clean's loyal sponge has had just about enough of his co-star taking up all of the spotlight.
