Washing dishes is the worst!: Dishes are horrible.

Published Nov 18, 2023, 3:56:40 AM UTC | Last updated Nov 18, 2023, 3:56:40 AM | Total Chapters 1

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Noteii and his opinions on doing the dishes

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Chapter 1: Dishes are horrible.

Ah yes. Washing the dishes. Who doesn't hate washing dishes? Definitely not Noteii. 

He was the mailman of the multiverse! THE MULTIVERESE. Why should he spend his precious time on doing dishes? Especially on a Saturday afternoon! (Saturdays were his day off) 

What's funny about washing dishes is that you think the towering pile of dishes will end soon.. but it just keeps going.

and going.

and going.

AND GOING.

It was a nice day outside too! Noteii could basically feel the warmth of the sun through the window on his face. He wished he could go outside, enjoy the soft summer breeze, touch some grass even. But no. He had to stay inside. Washing the towering pile of dishes that just kept on going.

and going.

and going.

AND GOING.

At this point, the sounds of water running and scrubbing could drive him insane at any moment.

Noteii's frustrated expression switched to a more thoughtful one.

was he just exaggerating how bad washing dishes was? Do other people think this? Well maybe. But perhaps maybe not as intense. He looked out his window again. He could see a few birds perched on a tree. The birds were singing a melody. And that melody was a good one. 

How long were these birds singing? Noteii came to the conclusion that he was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn't notice this sweet bird tune. He decided to go back to washing dishes. There's no way he will get them done if he just stands there reflecting on what he just thought about! 

The stack of dishes didn't seem so tall and menacing anymore. Instead of a grand, prideful mountain, the stack was just a gentle hill. 

Noteii's face switched from a thoughtful face to a relived one. He was getting things done. The dishes were now much more manageable than before. The running water and the sounds of scrubbing sounded more.. pleasant? How could this be? Noteii always hated those noises. But now? They were just as good as the birds singing outside. 

Just how did a little self reflection change Noteii's view on doing what was probably the worst chore to do. In the entire MULTIVERSE??

Was it maybe because he knew there were worse chores out there? Like feeding monsters that can and will eat you? Maybe.

Was it because he noticed that he was maybe just a drama king? Probably. 

but what Noteii did know was that he was getting to the end of his dish washing session. So he kept scrubbing. And that scrubbing kept going.

And going.
And going.

And going.

Eventually there was only one dish left. A wooden spoon he used to try and make cheese and spinach soup. Noteii.. would rather not remember what happened when he cooked that soup. (He almost burnt his house down) 

Now with a more triumphant expression on his face, he picks up the spoon, puts it under the faucet, and scrubs. Goodbye spoon, Goodbye dishes.

Noteii has finished washing the dishes. (With his sanity intact)

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