Beezley had been told to cleansie all the messes that the studentsies had made throughout the corridors. Footsie prints here, handsie prints there, alls over the place! Try as the Beezley might and she couldn't get any of it clean! The little elfsie scrubbed windows and walls, mopped the floors over and over and over again for hours! All days long she been cleansing, her armsies were getting sore.

Tugging at her ears in distress, Beezley looked around the corridor. She was going to have to work harder! Scrubs even more! This elfsie was doing her bestesties!