Hi, y'all! You may know me, The_Blue_Maiden, from my Misadventures With World Adventures stories or, more likely, the Plumbob Legacy. With the Storymaker being so totally...bad right now, I've decided to take an easier route-just posting a story or so onto the forum. My stories will be continuing on the storyboard, so don't worry those who care, but they're...somewhat discontinued until the Storymaker starts to work. The story itself you'll have to follow along, and I doubt you'll need any backround information. Beware, those who have read my previous stories, this one might have...a plot! Gasp! Here we go!
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If any of you all are wondering if it's totally awkward and creepy that your uniform, which you are required to wear, would probably be banned in most schools...
It Totally Is.
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It was turning into a nice week, might I say. It had been a month or so since I graduated (Not from high school, Maid University, if you must know) and already I had a full-time job. Some maids I knew waited a year until they got a job that was actually worth it. Now, I had an apartment to myself, the rent of which I had paid out of small part-time jobs. But this was huge, full-time, and that usually meant a live-in maid. Now, it wasn't glamorous or anything of the sort, and he apologized a lot, saying he'd get better living arrangements. Truthfully, I didn't mind. Oh, that's right, my employer.
Mr. Xavier Strawse. He looked at my outfit and said I could dress however I wanted, all he needed was someone to clean, so thank Plumbob for employers like him. Handsome, Charming, Sweet...
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Happily Taken. Now, I swear this won't turn into one of those WHY WON'T HE NOTICE ME!!!!1111eleventy111! stories, but come on, most maids have a grand total of four traits-Brave, Neat, Kleptomaniac (Heh), and
Flirty . Grandmother got me a 'Family-Oriented' Trait for my Young Adult Birthday, so I was a little b it unique, but still. That danged Flirty Trait is usually the downfall of most maids. What I can't understand is...
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What he sees in a fruitloop. She's insane, she's not very motherly (No kids out of them, yet)and quite frankly, she spaces out so often I don't know a time when they actually, you know, talk. Ah, well. It's not too bad, though. Sunset Valley certainly isn't lacking in the single men department. Wait, back to Clarisse. She's got all these extravagant whims, which believe me...
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They can certainly afford. So basically my time's divided between maid and servant, which I get paid for both, so that's nice. Xavier's not too demanding, usually he sits and works in his study, but Clarisse....
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"Would you mind getting me a chocolate-covered guavaberry with extra sprinkles?"
"...I'll ask Xavier, Miss."
Still, it's a pretty sweet job. Especially the Flat-Screen I get to use when no one needs me.
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A Bump For You
Bumpe.
Bumpef.
Pumpef.
Plumpef.
Plumpof.
Plumbof.
Plumbob.
Please continue.
Put your Hands up,
Up in the Club,
Just Broke up,
Doin' my own little thing
Decided to trip
But now you wanna rip
'cause another brothah noticed me...
Smingle Ladies-Simoynce Version Not Available
WHAT!? I was alone, I had somewhat sort of okay I forgot to clean the toilet cleaned the house, and I was free. I was going over to turn the magic song box off when the song of all songs came on. So naturally I had to recreate a dancing routine I had when I was in high school.
No mocking the dancing skillz.
However, after a few blissful moments, I heard a shout that either told me your friendly neighborhood stalker was in the house or Xavier had stayed home from work today.
"MISS STONE!"
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I had only been in Xavier's office only once or twice before, but never in this state of disarray. Random objects piled on the desk and Xavier had that look on his face you get when you've just realized that OH MY FLIP THE COFFEE MAKER IS BROKEN.
"Yes, Mr. Strawse?" I asked gently, trying not to break him. The man controlled my paycheck, after all, and he was Xavier.
"I'm so very sorry to disrupt your dancing routine, Miss Stone, but my wife has been feeling unwell lately. I'd like to ask if you could, very kindly, look after her until she feels well again?"
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"Unwell in what way?" I may not have qualified for the Simbel Prize Award, but I was no fool.
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"Unwell in a 'She's lying on the bathroom floor and regurgitating her breakfast' way, Miss Stone. Now go." I heard the likely pay lowering sharpness in his voice, and decided I better go.
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"Er, Miss Strawse, Mister Strawse told me to ask if you were ill...like, stomach flu, llama flu...?" Now, don't even lie. None of you would ever act normal in this situation.
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"The gnomes have awaited me of your arrival. However, since you come lacking cheeses, may they be grilled or otherwise, the llamas have strongly urged you to continue your duties or else suffer an 'accident' from a certain clown that shall be not named. Now, Begone, ye!"
Awkwarrrd. But I certainly didn't want an accident from a certain clown, so I returned to my duties.
And, indeed, I was doing my duties when I heard a shriek. Now, Xavier shouts for me but he attempts to sound dignified. So I knew it certainly wasn't Xavier. It might've been a certain lady who threatened me with a certain clown. So I ran, lacking my usual ninja skills.
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"Clar...I mean, Miss Strawse? What's...huff...wrong? I heard...a shout..."
"Oh. It's the Lady Who Lacks Cheese. I...I...I popped, LWLC! Popped!"
At first I chalked it up as one of her usual insane mutterings, but then I saw what she was wearing. It wasn't the usual medieval dress she usually wears, and that was odd. Finally it clicked, though you must have known it by now.
Little Clarisse Clones. Oh no.
CVNQ.
:P
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Love the story and love your legacy
Uh
Mighty
Poof
Yeah....uh....caring for a pregnant person is both tiring and exhausting. Plus, I'm totes magotes out of my league. With Clarisse as crazy as she already is, adding pregnancy cravings and barfiness isn't really the most sanest thing in the universe to do. But I do know someone who's fairly good at talking to insane people...plus she's always bored. So...
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"Namna? Yeah, it's me. You busy? Oh...um...that's not entirely legal, Nanna. Can you come over here and help Clarisse? Well, yes, I know it's my job but I'm busy with all the housework and stuff...and...what? Yeah. No. Yeah. Bananas. Okay, five minutes? See ya."
What can I say? Nanna's a....strange-y.
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"Hey darlin', I'm here!"
Well, that was quicker than five minutes. "Okay, um, so this is Clarisse..."
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So she looked at Clarisse, and I swear it seemed like a code passed through them.
"Clowny Cheese?" Nanna asked in all seriousness, which would be odd since I've never heard the word 'clowny' in any serious context.
Clarisse nodded. "Clowny Frowny Cheese, in fact."
Aw, these two would get along great!
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So I was free to spend time with my favoritest and hottest employer ever. "Mr. Strawse, do you need anything? Paint?"
"No. Would you go see if Clarisse is alright?"
Sigh.
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Yeah, I was going to need a stiff drink if I was going to get through Clarisse's pregnancy. Pfft, I haven't even thought of taking care of the children yet. One barfiness at a time, thank you.