Prompt 24- Rug
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Gerald Scallop was not surprised- in fact, he expected this- to see Squilliam Fancyson, his master, combing through his baby harp sealskin rug in his living room with a frantic dip of his trademark unibrow.
"May I help you sir?" He asked in a monotone, causing the rich cephalopod to jump up to his tentacles awkwardly.
"You're just in time, Gerald- I've lost my unibrow comb!"
"Again,"
Squilliam blustered at the remark. "How dare you criticise my shortcomings, Gerald! It's not my fault I can't hang on to it- they weren't made for tentacles as fine as mine!"
"Well, sir, that is why we have Jenna in this household."
"She had to visit her aunt and grandmother in Rock Bottom, so she's got the day off," Grunted the millionaire octopus.
The hammer head shark smirked as he silently made a note to tell Squidward all when he went on his lunch break at the Krusty Krab. He wasn't a very loyal butler, and though not a killing sort, he certainly didn't hold back at telling cashier Squidward Tentacles about how easily flustered -and occasionally embarrassing- Squilliam could get when not in front of the media.