Disclaimer: I did not write the song used in this story... Jason Mraz did.
Secondly, I don't own Skittery or the Racetrack or Pie Eater. Please R&R!
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An account of the effects of Sloth June 17, 1899. 10: 22 p.m.
"His after moan though cries oh no
He's building up a shine but he take it slow
And he knows it time to make a change here And time to get away
And he knows it's time for all the wrong reasons And time to end the pain
But he sleep all, sleep all day, sleep all, we sleep all day over again
Why don't we?"
Skittery looked around the Lodging House. It was still a mess. Curfew was in half an hour. The boys would be returning soon. He'd get hell for not cleaning up.
--- Ah well. Jack didn't get mad when he came home five hours ago. I wonder what he's doing up there. Maybe Sarah came over while I was sleeping. ---
Just as Skittery started to roll over on the couch Racetrack came in the door. He had a horrified look on when he realized Skittery hadn't cleaned Skittery shrugged at him. Racetrack shook his head and ran upstairs.
--- Obviously he didn't care that much either. Might as well take another nap 'til the boys get home ---
As Skittery was just falling asleep he heard a thud at the base of the stairwell. He slowly looked over to see Racetrack face down on the floor. He had a knife the boys used to shave in his foot.
--- What am I going to do? I should go get Pie Eater. He'll know what to do. Maybe he'll even help me clean the Lodging House before everyone yells at me. ---
Skittery sauntered out the door, head down. He didn't even notice a carriage as it whipped down the street until it collided with his body. He fell face down into a puddle.
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An account of the effects of Sloth June 17, 1899. 10: 22 p.m.
"His after moan though cries oh no
He's building up a shine but he take it slow
And he knows it time to make a change here And time to get away
And he knows it's time for all the wrong reasons And time to end the pain
But he sleep all, sleep all day, sleep all, we sleep all day over again
Why don't we?"
Skittery looked around the Lodging House. It was still a mess. Curfew was in half an hour. The boys would be returning soon. He'd get hell for not cleaning up.
--- Ah well. Jack didn't get mad when he came home five hours ago. I wonder what he's doing up there. Maybe Sarah came over while I was sleeping. ---
Just as Skittery started to roll over on the couch Racetrack came in the door. He had a horrified look on when he realized Skittery hadn't cleaned Skittery shrugged at him. Racetrack shook his head and ran upstairs.
--- Obviously he didn't care that much either. Might as well take another nap 'til the boys get home ---
As Skittery was just falling asleep he heard a thud at the base of the stairwell. He slowly looked over to see Racetrack face down on the floor. He had a knife the boys used to shave in his foot.
--- What am I going to do? I should go get Pie Eater. He'll know what to do. Maybe he'll even help me clean the Lodging House before everyone yells at me. ---
Skittery sauntered out the door, head down. He didn't even notice a carriage as it whipped down the street until it collided with his body. He fell face down into a puddle.