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033: Punishment
"This is what happens when you cover my entire kitchen in flour, Edward."
The teenager scowled. "I still don't understand why you don't have a proper mop!"
"Mops just swill dirty water around. That's not clean enough for this housewife!"
Edward rolled his eyes and glared at the dripping, coarse floor brush he held in his hands. Izumi was putting him through the wringer after making a small mess while trying to bake Alphonse a birthday cake. She was totally overreacting. Most of the flour got on his clothes, not the floor! Grimacing, he started pushing the handleless brush across the wooden floor. Dipping the brush back in a bucket of water, a white blob dispersed from brush.
"Shit. I hate it when she's right."
He continued his grumbling while dipping the brush into yet another bucket with soapy water. Slowly, he continued his trek across the kitchen floor, scrubbing everything clean once more.
"Don't forget, there are other things I need you to do," Izumi called from another room.
"I didn't forget! I know you want to beat my ass after breaking my back."
"Well, if your form wasn't so sloppy, maybe you'd stand a chance."