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[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?

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[Pils just blinks for a second. Does this girl not talk or...? Well, at the moment there are more pressing matters.]

I guess right now the most we can do is try to clean up a little. Since it's mostly soap bubbles it shouldn't be too hard, right?

[Ariel gives a nod, then looks around, trying to see if there's anything they can clean with. Rags... rags? How exactly does one clean bubbles? This wasn't a problem under the sea...]

There's an awful lot, so it's not like we can just...sweep them out the door, huh? I wonder if we could melt them with water or a super wet rag or something?

[She looks back to Ariel to see what she thinks about the idea.]

[By the time Pilouette looks at her, Ariel's already scooted across the slick floor to look into a few drawers. In the third drawer, she brightens up when she finds several rags, and she pulls them all out. They're going to need as much as they can get at this point.]

Oh! Hey, great, just what we needed! Let me see if I can find a bucket we can use for water...

[As she starts to snoop around the kitchen, she smiles a little.]

If we really get to it, I bet we'll be able to get this cleaned up in no time!

[Ariel nods in agreement. Hey, they could even make this fun in some way! Though she isn't sure how to communicate that other than writing again... And she's already got the rag.

So, she starts to move one of the rags back and forth across the floor, and she seems to move to a beat in her head. She can't sing, despite how much she'd like to, but that doesn't mean she can't dance to the song within her.]

[After a few minutes, she finally finds a bucket and fills it with water. By the time she turns back to Ariel, the other girl already seems to be hard at work. Setting the bucket down, Pilouette kneels next to her and gets to scrubbing as well.]

At least the floor will be super clean once this is all over...!

[Ariel nods enthusiastically, before she stops for a moment. There's a reason behind this, because she looks at the other girl before lifting her hand to a counter nearby, and tapping a nail against it.

Tik, tik, tik, tik -

There's a certain beat to it, and after a few taps, she moves the rag in time with it, then her head. There, now you see just what she's been doing!]

[It takes her a second, but soon Pils finds herself bobbing her head along with the rhythm and lets out a quiet giggle.]

Oh...! I get it!

[As she gets back to scrubbing, she starts to whistle a tuneless little song along with the beat.]

[Ariel can't keep up the beat for too long, seeing how she has to move, but whenever she can, she taps her nails against a surface, her smile growing at how some things create a different tone of the beat. At times, she'll rap her knuckles against the floor, to make a fancy drum sequence of sorts.

Why yes, she's totally cleaning. No, she's not spreading the bubbles by occasionally swiping her rag against the floor hard enough to make a sound with the beat. She's the best cleaner ever.]

[Pils meanwhile is hard at work trying to clean up these bubbles. Having gotten used to doing all the cleaning at home, she...kinda goes on autopilot. After few minutes, she kind of notices Ariel's method of "cleaning."]

Oh, um...

[For a second, it seems like Ariel isn't paying attention. But she does pause, and she looks at Pilouette, curious, but still smiling. She'd better tell her in three seconds, otherwise Ariel's attention will go right back to "cleaning".]

Your scrubbing is a little, um...

I mean, you're...

Uh... Maybe...try more like this?

[Pilouette demonstrates a somewhat less...musical way of scrubbing, before looking back at Ariel.]

See?

[Hmmm... Ah! She sees. Especially once she looks at the floor and realizes she's making more of a mess than really cleaning. Her smile turns sheepish, and she raises her shoulders a bit before she goes back to cleaning, this time more slowly. Theeere we go.]

[A smile.]

Yeah! Just like that! We'll get this clean in no time! ...No idea what to do about the washer, though. But I'm sure someone can take a look at it for you!

[Ariel looks back at the washing machine with a slight cringe. Yeaaah, she's not sure what to do about it either... thankfully the spewing of bubbles has slowed down. It looks like it's satisfied covering the entire first floor and some of the stairs to the second.

She'll just awwwkwardly get back to work. Yes, let's let someone who actually knows how to work that piece of monster machinery take a look at it.]

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