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Aaaah, so much work todo! Cleaning a ship really took a lot out of a girl, didn't it? Aboard the vessel was someone who had been there early in the morning, and likely had spent a good portion of the night there. She had to make sure the entire vessel was spotless, after all. Not a spec of dust, dirt, grime, though maybe just a tiny bit of slime here and there. She had managed to clean everything from top to bottom currently, but had decided to leave the passenger cabins for last as she had deemed she wanted them to be the last thing she had done so they would be extremely freshly cleaned by the time anyone boarded.

[color=a187be]"Oh dear I hope its not getting too late. It'd be terrible if the guests had to endure such a grimy ship. Let alone Mistress-sama's name being sullied by it."[/color] Thankfully this was the last room and she was almost done. A feather duster, dusting away all the dust and a broom sweeping away anything that couldn't be classified with spotless. Oh and of course...one last little present for the occupant. A slice of lovely purple cake...that she had left in every cabin.

Placing the cake on a table in the room, she'd move to the door where she'd turn to look at her handiwork, feeling quite pleased.

[color=a187be]"Fufu, there we go everything looks good...Ah."[/color] She'd click her tongue as she'd notice a small scrap of paper on the floor. Now she could have used her tentacles to pick it up...but instead, she'd bend over and reach for it.

[i]Squish[/i]

[color=a187be]"Wah~~"[/color] Some little something had just bumped into her butt. As most people know, Shoggoths tend to be incredibly sensitive to touch, so even a simple act like that might make her make some weird noises if she was unprepared. [color=a187be]"Fufu, someone's a bit eager aren't they~?"[/color] She'd say in a fairly sultry tone as she'd turn around to see who had just accosted her, quite surprised to find not a monster girl, sailor, or some other person...but a tiny, little, demon male. Nyla blinked, standing up fully, holding her hands in front of her, head cocked to the side slightly in surprise. "[color=a187be]Oh dear me I am terribly sorry master, I was doing the finishing touches on the cleaning. I do hope you were not harmed when you rammed my but-ahem-I mean, ran into me. Can I offer you some cake as an apology?~"[/color]

A tiny tendril would reach out and offer him the cake that had been placed on the table earlier.