*POP*

Tinka entered the room and started to tidy up a bit. "Studentsies make messies Tinka have clean." Her happy kitchen duty face was turned sour over having to pick up after the students, a job that didn't require the use of her whisk. "Toddles need clean after studentsies, not Tinka."

She huffed and grumbled at every misplaced pillow and cushion, every scrap of parchment, and all of the dust bunnies hiding under the furniture. She was fed up with taking care of duties Toddles should have completed.