Three Seashells - Action/Written

[upthere]

[Ariel's closet is getting ridiculously full. With every piece of clothing that got dirty, she got a new one rather than washing it, because the washing machine was a mystery that she couldn't figure out and didn't really want to figure out. But forty dresses and other such things in her closet? This is a little too much.

So, Ariel's in the back of the kitchen where the washer and dryer are, and she's got a frown and a squint on her face as she leans to try to figure this out. The clothes go in... here, right? Right. That's the only place they can go. And then... This detergent stuff goes in with them. How much goes in...?

Surely, the more that goes in, the cleaner it'll be, right?

...

Well.

Twenty minutes later, the entire first floor and even the bottom of the stairs of Community Housing 4 is absolutely covered with soap suds. Ariel's by the entrance of the kitchen, on her knees and trying desperately to get the bubbles back into the kitchen. It's... mostly a futile effort, so she holds her hair with both hands, unaware that she just got bubbles in it, and then she slides across the suds to get to her journal on the counter.

The image shows her looking off to the side awkwardly, before she smiles widely and writes. She's... trying to be innocent, like she did nothing wrong, but... ahaha...]

Does How Could someone tell me how the clothing cleaner works? Is that what it's called?

And [...] how to clean up a lot of [...] bubbles?

Comments

[action] ....everyone is also busy. ;A;

[analyzing]

[Her annoyed look disappears for a moment when Ariel peeks out (she hadn't been expecting anyone to own up since well, this is quite a mess) but the surprise that takes its place morphs back to annoyance again-- except that it isn't so frowny in this case.]

Is this... [yours?]

[action] Oh bawww.

[upthere]

[Ariel glances back at the washing machine, and she gives a slow nod. Yes. Yes, this is hers. And she's quite embarrassed about it, too.]

[action] Maybe I should do this threadjacking thing. Hnngh.

[analyzing]

[Resisting the urge to go for the world-weary sigh because that really wouldn't be nice...]

Do you know how to use a washing machine?

[action] You can do whatever you'd like! /o/ I encourage threadjacking.

[upthere]

[... Ariel feels like she should know, since she's "human". So she presses her lips together, glances away, and shakes her head. Nnno. She doesn't. Sorry.]

[action] Got permission to threadjack Ginji's thread! We can lead this one there?

[analyzing]

....

[Sigh. She hitches her bag up her shoulder.]

How about I show you then? But you gotta help me clean up this mess, okay?

[action] Of course~

[upthere]

[With her lips still together, she nods, but still tries to smile. Ooooooh she's made people mad, she knows it. She'll just. Twist her hair in her fingers as she glances off towards the washing machine. Jeez, she knew this thing was hard to figure out, but...]

[action] \o/

[analyzing]

[She tugs lightly at her bag, looking around for anything to put it on. Well, somewhere that isn't the floor, at least.]

Just give me a moment to put this down...

[action]

[upthere]

[She nods - it'd be best to put that bag somewhere safe and high and all, seeing how the bubbles are still spewing. Then, she takes a few steps towards the washing machine, still a little wobbly thanks to how slippery the floor is, and raises her head to study it some more. She figured out how to turn it on, now how to turn it off...]