Disclaimer:I do not own ne of the BTVS or Angel characters those are all Joss Wheedon.
Phade's finally settling in to AI's routine though not too happy about it she's grateful other things have finally been worked out, like where she's going to live. I wonder if they'll ever get the Hyperion full? Oh, wait… that's another story.
Angel was as good as his word and we had worked something out. A very cheap rent and all the help I wanted to get the suite in order.
"Who can say 'No' to free labor?"
At least I had gotten the place cleaned up and the bathrooms painted. Every one else was in the living room getting it painted, except for Cordelia. The princess had better things to do with her time than get her hands dirty.
I shook my head and smiled. Having her here would've been torture for me. I still wanted to kick her ass.
"Stupid rug!" I grunted. I had decided since I was the one who was going to live in this suite I should get rid of the rugs. I just hadn't counted on it being stuck. It was dusty, dirty, stained and some spots looked moldy. There was no way I was going to try steam cleaning it.
"I hate rugs!" With a final tug the rug pulled up and I got a good look at what was underneath.
"Shit." Some idiot had thought it was a good idea to add a spongy layer beneath.
"Ahhh…" I groaned and straightened letting it fall. Almost half of it had come up but now I had this other layer to deal with. I glanced over my shoulder wanting to call the men for help and changed my mind. I didn't want them to grumble about this more than they probably did already. I mean, really, who wants to spend their Saturday fixing up someone else's apartment when they could be off doing who knows what?
"Fuck it. I can do this shit." I grabbed it once more and began the tug of war with the rug and foam.
"Yes-I-can." After the first few tugs it came up pretty easily and then I got to the door.
"Aww, screw this!" I dropped the handful of rug and rested my hands on my hips. I swear sometimes I even wonder if I'm a blond. How could I not have noticed the rug in the bedroom was attached to the one in the living room?
"Knife. I need a knife." I looked around the floor for one and had to go towards the kitchen. I had seen a box cutter around but I wasn't sure where it was. There was nothing on the kitchen counter or floor and I noticed this was still dirty.
As soon as the paint dries in the other rooms I'll have to get started here. Maybe a pale green and a tile border around the counter…?
I looked in the pantry just because and saw it laying on the floor.
"Aha!" I bent down to get it and rested my hand against the wall to get up again. I know, laziness and all but hey! Working here, you know, cleaning and painting isn't easy labor. Well, maybe a little lighter than other stuff. Point is, I got an idea just looking at the wall.
Sebastián's bathroom is on the other side of this wall and I f I remember correctly the tub is on this side which means the pipes would be just down here…
I grabbed up the hammer that was in the bucket next to the door and began to tap on the wall. The sound definitely changed on the fourth tap. I'd hit a beam which meant the next tap would be hollow and that's where I'd punch a hole.
"What are you doing!"
"Jesus! Would you make some noise before sneaking up on people?" I said. He'd made me jump and now he took the hammer from me.
"What's going on?" Gunn stepped up behind Wesley and tried to look in. I hadn't noticed that they were both almost the same height though Wesley was just a bit taller.
"She's tearing down the wall!" Wesley exclaimed.
"Oh, quit being over-dramatic." I said puling the hammer out of his hands and hitting the wall again. "If I can make a big enough hole to expose the pipes I can connect a washer and dryer in here." I looked up at them really trying to hold in my enthusiasm. Wesley still looked at me as though I had desecrated one of his musty old books, though they were interesting.
I'll have to get in his good graces to get him to let me borrow one and teach me to read it.
Gunn on the other hand had this little frown on his face as he stepped around Wes. He took the hammer from me and opened the hole wider to look at the pipes.
"You know, I think I can split the pipes so you have a connection for that washer." He looked at me and I couldn't help my smile.
"Thank you." I was a little surprised he would help me after the whole 'bruise your nuts' episode. I left him there and went back to my rug, box cutter in hand.
"Alright, you're coming out, even if it is in pieces." I knelt down and cut off the piece to the bedroom then grabbed a hold of the rug. My knees were bent and I was hunched over getting ready to pull this bitch out in one move. I pushed off with my legs as hard as I could and pulled the edge of the rug.
"Aaa! Ooph!" the stupid thing hadn't been as stuck as I thought and now it lay covering half of me in its filthiness. I blew hair out of my face and looked up to find Wesley staring down at me a paintbrush in his hand. I smiled waving my fingers at him.
"I think I need to sand the floors."