>A faint splat is heard from where you sit in your camping chair
Got 'em
>You say to nobody in particular
>A respectable distance away, a masked pegasus locks up and crashes right into the ground
>The uniforms, sheets, and dresses are still safe
>Washing everything at once then air drying it let you shoot wannabe thieves with your paintball gun
>With a minor paralysis solution in the paint
>Keeps burglars away, lets you relax in the sun, and your boss approves
>Which is good, because she can be one scary bitch
Anonymous!
>Ohshit
>Velvet Ribbon, your boss is calling your name
>You snap out of your seat and face her
Yes ma'am?
>She walks right up to you and magics a piece of paper
>You take it and start to unfold it
I expect you to be on time
>She states before walking away
Yes ma'am
>You reply reflexively
>Opening the paper, you find that a new worker has entered into the castle
>And you got stuck with showing her the ropes of housekeeping
>Sometimes you wonder what it would be like mopping floors
>Oh yeah. more ponies to deal with
>You mostly deal with laundry and carpet cleaning
>Few bother you
>Looks like at 8 AM tomorrow you'll get an assistant
>Yay
YYYEESSSS!
>You don't even look before shooting
>A strangled sound comes from somewhere above you
>Then a thud
>You don't see them, but you do see the dress they tried to steal
>You catch the garment before it hits the floor
>A grin spreads across your face as you hang it back up
Nobody steals from me
>And with that, you take your seat and scan the sky for other targets
>This is the last load of the day, and you've got a few hours yet before they all dry out
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And the tally is...... 18!
>Ooh, almost a record!
>Still have yet to beat 20
>But, the day is over, and you get to take a nap
>Then it's time for snooping around the castle
>You finally managed to clone the full set of master keys, and you will go exploring
>You reach your hideaway under a trap door in the store room, and hit the hay