I'd like to apologise to my readers for being stupid…
I forgot that You Tube existed.
Thank you allyct160 for the help.
Also I'm sure you've noticed that I've changed my user name from Cherrie Gurl to Meiyun. I just couldn't stand looking at it anymore so I changed it.
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"Why is it that I have to do all the work and Yue and Sakura always do…" Cerebus paused in his grumbling when he noticed that the other two were outside with their wings gone and Sakura was hanging out the washing while Yue was handing her the clothes. He blinked and just stared at the odd sight. Syaoran stopped just as he was going past and gave the lion like guardian an odd look.
"Cerebus didn't I tell you to do something?" Lifting up a paw, he pointed to the two that were both hanging out the washing outside. "Oh… Sakura said that they'd hang up the washing. You just need to put a new load into the washing machine and take it out to them when it's done." Cerebus was still staring in shock at the two outside and Syaoran sighed before knocking his guardian over the head.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"Get to work Cerebus!" He pointed to the room where the washing machine was while Sakura and Yue headed back into the house, having finished hanging out the clothes. The two headed into the lounge to watch Syaoran vacuum the floor. A few moments later and the doorbell rang. Syaoran was quick to wipe his hands and he rushed over to get the door.
"Hi." The delivery man smiled as he opened the door.
"Err… Hi." Syaoran smiled back unsurely.
"Do you have a stamp?(1)" He questioned as he held up a box.
"Oh yeah, could you wait a moment while I go and get it?" He started heading back but was met by a paw holding up the stamp. "Err…" He took the stamp while the delivery man, having seen the paw, gave him a weird look. He was quick to stamp the box before taking it. "Thank you very much." He sweatdroped as the delivery man gave him one last weird look before allowing Syaoran to close the door. "What do you think you were doing?" He nearly yelled at Cerebus as soon as he knew that the delivery man was far enough away that he wouldn't hear him yelling if he did start.
"I was just trying to be helpful…" Syaoran looked as if he was about to hit him. He just managed to hold himself back as he walked into the kitchen, placing the box in the fridge. Quickly he went back to cleaning up the lounge. Once he was done he decided to start making dinner and his other two guardians followed him.
"Syaoran." Cerebus wandered in. "I finished the washing. How come Sakura and Yue get to help each other and I don't get any help at all?" Honestly, Syaoran didn't know why he whined all the time. All he needed to do was dump the clothes into the washing machine, pour in a cup of washing powder and then press the start button. So he didn't answer the question. "Jeez, both you and Clow, I bet if Sakura wasn't here Yue wouldn't be doing anything." Somehow Yue picked up on a stray thought that that was true and he gave Sakura a sharp look while she just looked back at him innocently. Syaoran was making a point of ignoring Cerebus as he seemed to become more interested in cooking. Cerebus on the other hand seemed to be more interested in glaring at Yue even though it didn't seem to have any affect on the other guardian. "Damn it!" He was getting frustrated with his own staring and he picked up the nearest thing on the table, which just happened to be the flour. "Why don't you just do…"
"No!" Syaoran attempted to stop him.
"Someth…" The bag of flour flew through the air and landed right on top of Cerebus. There was an awkward silence as particles of flour continued to float to the ground and stained the floor. Then Cerebus let out an awkward laugh that made it sound as if he was crying at the same time.
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Ok… It's 4:30 in the morning and I can't be bothered writing anymore. Promise next chapter will be faster… Maybe… Slightly faster than this one… Probably when I get the urge to write again.
Please Review! Even though I probably don't deserve any. I'm a horrible updater…
(1) A stamp is basically meaning this stamp thing that dip in ink that you use to sign your name for pretty much anything.
