I'M ALIVE! I know it's been quit sometime, and I didn't keep to my word about keep updates about a week but I've been writing every chance that I get. It's just so hard for me to think that it's enough. But I will keep the story going! WAAHAA! Just wait.

I ran into the kitchen, knowing just know why he was screaming.

There he stood shivering at the sight brought to him. My messy kitchen, were the table and contours are filled with dishes, There moldy food left in the sink, What I think used to be soup left in a bowl covered in fuzzy mold. The only things that were slightly clean were the sponge that we are suppose to use.

I looked over at the boy standing beside me with a blush of embarrassment glowing on my cheeks. Double D stood there, staring in fear, muttering something under his breath.

''My word! This is worse then Eds room." He finally spook clearly, " How can you live under the same roof as this place?" He questioned. I looked away from his disapproving glare before I spook.

''Heh... Well after my Ma left... This what happened. We don't know how to clean really... We make dirt." I tried to explain pulling my cap off from feeling to tight.

"Heaven! I will be back. Don't touch anything! Work on your school work as I get my things" He ordered pointing towards the living room, having a face that meant there was no backing down.

"Stuff?" I question, but before I knew it. He was gone out the door.

I stood there for a minute or two trying to figure out. What. The Fuck. Just happened! 'Stuff? What stuff? what is going to do' questions ran through my brain to fast to answer.

About five minutes later, I'm on the couch still trying to find out what happen just a while ago, when the Dweeb comes into my house with a face mask on that surgeons use, rubber gloves, and cleaning supplies.

"Aww dude, no way."I dragged out. "I am not letting you clean this filth of a house at fucking in the middle of the night.'' I said getting up to go by him.

He stared at me with an eyebrow arched, before he broke into a giggle fit. Even though his mouth was hiding behind the mask he still raised a hand to cover his mouth. I raised my eyebrow over, still staring at him as he came down from his laughter fest.

He wiped his eye softly with a glove of his and looked at me and started to laugh again. I made a growling sound as I arose from my seat, looking at him dead in the eye. When our eyes meet again he cleared his throat, even though I could still see him smiling.

"I am terrible sorry for my reaction, but I do find it amusing that you thing I was going to clean your home." He giggled softly as he lowered his mask away from his face. He straighten his gloves. '' Cleanses come most importers instead of school. As I say, it's always better to be in a clean place to clear all thoughts of mind.'' he said smiling softly at me.

My eyes seemed to popping out of my head at his response. "Ugh like I mentioned before, cleaning. Not my style-" Before I could finish my words, double D is grabbing me by the arm and dragging me.

"I am having none of this, young man! I am going to teach you how to maintain your home, no questions or anything. You are the one who brought me her at the middle in the night." He mocked and drag me further to the mess called my kitchen. I decided that it would be better for me to quit this fight, cause I would lose either way.

"What do you think we need to start off with. I'll give you a hint; it belongs no where near here." He questioned me as if I was one of his study students.

I thoughts for a moment. Nothing came to mind so I jut blurted out something random. "my pants?" I asked just of my head. He stared at me for a moment and nodded.

''That's a good start. The clothing." He said grabbing the clothing off of the table. "Now while I put these into your laundry room, would you ever be so kind to remove all of the food on the dirty dishes?'' he added with a sweet voice even though I knew he was not asking.

He left the room to myself again, as I start to do as he wanted. I felt as if I were to be sick.
Just mold everywhere on the plates, stinks like hell, take for ever to scrape of like hell, and even looks like hell.

"Note to self: CLEAN!" I growled at myself cover my nose as I removed the last plate from the table.

"Oh look, it's starting to look like a table." I heard a high voice say. Double Dork came over by me and placed a hand upon my shoulder. "Now for a fun part'' He smiled, that had a feeling of evil.

I looked at him with a mind of uncertainty as he pushed two rubber gloves into my chest while telling me to put them on.

"Fill the sink up with warm soapy water about less the half way, then start to wash." He instructed.

This night may never end!

By the time I did get done with about half of the dishes, Double D was already done straightening the table and getting ride of the dust.

"Dude, if you're just gonna sit there, why not just sit in the living room. I'll come for ya when this is all done." I smiled softly towards him. He looked at me for a moment debating with him self weather to go or not.

"From here, I may see how you are doing. Anyways, I'm fine as I am." He half smiled from lack of sleep.

"Just go already, I'll be fine. I'm half way done." I gestured toward the hall way.

"Well if you insect." He sassed as he got up and walked slowly to the living room.

Then no less then five minutes later, I start to hear him softly snoring.

I owe nothing of this! Thanks for reading, sorry if it's short, but it will get longer soon. Rate comment or whatever you do.

Love ya'll. -hugs-