"...no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no..."

Quirly's squeaky laments echoed through the corridor as she appeared with two dripping rags in hand and her trusty spatula clutched between her puckered elfie lips. "Oh OOOOOOOOOOH nooooooo! Masters be okaysies?" Quirly squeaked again while scrambling over to his feetsies and THREW herself on the splotchy ground. "Quirly fixsies the messies up right away! Masters no worry! Quirly has been working all day trying to fixsies it all!"

Hard working elfie that she was, Quirly would make sure to scrub these floors until her little twiggy armsies snapped if she must!

"Did masters gets any on his shoesies or handsies? Quirly can cleans that up too!"