EURGH! Clifford tried his hardest not to barf when Lord Ogre started flinging garbage around and he was unlucky enough to recieve an old banana skin in the face.

Mumbling under his breath, Clifford wiped moldy banana mush from his face before kneeling down to start scrubbing the place with his toothbrush.

This was so wrong.

He only would give one stroke?! And they would have to do all that! His expensive ropes, the shame, oh well, at least the house elves were going to take care of it later.
“Thank you will” Dimitri said grabbing the toothbrush getting ready for the cleaning.

“It is so kind of you sir” the boy spoke through a fake smile, trying to avoid the work by praising the old frog.

Lord Borr was shoulder deep in the lower cabinets where garbage had been stuffed. Finally, he'd thrown out the last of it. No one could ever say HE didn't get his hands dirty with his boys! NUH UH! HE WORKED HARD, Lord Borr did.


Lord Borr let out, for lack of a better word, a loud fart. Juicy and almost palatable. The cookies were making the way down through his food tubes. He pretended not to notice the room-shaking noise that exploded from his upward pointed rear. He pulled out from the cabinets and wiped sweat off his forehead. "Someone get in there and clean that! I'm going to sit down and rest my old knees for a moment!" And, Lord Borr took a seat in his chair, downed a few more cookies, and rested his old knees. "DOING GOOD, BOYS! KEEP IT UP!"

When lord borr farted, maddox couldnt tell which was worse, the garbage or the fart. He decided to get where lord borr was cleaning. "I will get it done for you sir." He said and clambered over to the spot lord borr was trying to clean. He started cleaning the putride mess.

Kingston kept on cleaning with his miserable toothbrush. Oh how he felt like that girl in that story... what was it? Cinderella, he thought with a frown. But, he wasn't a girl, although he felt like her a lot. Oh the sorrow! He was separated from the girl he loved and he was scrubbing some nasty thing.

At the sound of Borr's fart, Kingston felt his eyes burning. Darn it, he didn't put up the charm he had used before. Eying the old man as he said he'll go sit down, Kingston gave a small cough to alert him. "My Lord, might I question if the person attacked your lounge? Will and I could go check and see if it hasn't been touched if you'd like." But he was really trying to escape the room so he'd charm his nose.

Iggy eyed the toothbrushes that Billium was holding. He took hold of one. He looked at the tip. It was sooooo not good for his cleanliness. He looked down at Borr, who he found had his head stuffed in a cupboard. He quickly pulled his wand out of pocket and cleaned the toothbrush. That was much better.

He heard a thunderous roar coming from Borr's direction. He was so glad he couldn't smell whatever had just erupted from Borr.

"I would gladly help Billium and Kingston search your lounge," he offered.

Barry whirled arount at Iggy "Were you asked to go to the lounge? You were told to clean the office so do so" he said sharply before carrying on cleaning.

"NO ONE IS LEAVING!" Lord Borr frowned at the ABANDONERS! "We will clean my office," fart, " and we will clean it GOOD," fart, " and then we will discuss who DID this and WHY!!"

Lord Borr put his cookies away, saving them for later. "The faster my office starts smelling better, the faster we GO OUT AND PUNISH who did this! As a class! A lesson every man must know!"

Jose walked into Borr office no one was telling him what to do and he ment no one. He was here for an appology no one grabs Jose by the neck and get's away with it. boy did the room smell he wanted out as soon as he could but he knew it could take awhile to get Borr to appologize to him for grabbing him.

"Jose arn`t you also banned from Borrs lessons?" said Barry seeing him enter he had to be carful with Jose he was a freind but he might have to do harsh things that Jason wouldn`t approve of. Barry sarted scrubbing where Borr had stopped. Then he heard Borr let loose at least he couldn`t smell it but a invisible bubblehead charm would have been better but Barry didn`t know how to do one.

Clifford highly doubted the office would start smelling better any time soon like Borr wanted. There was no way that was likely to happen with the way he kept farting! It was making it worse!

With his eyes watering at the unearthly stench, Clifford held his sleeve to his nose, attempting and failing to keep out the smell. Ugh. Trying his hardest not to clear the contents of his stomach atop the garbage, Clifford kept on working.

"I told you to GET OUT! And I meant it! You don't get to just run your mouth like an uncivilized baboon and then waltz into my office like you own the place! OUT! WE ARE VERY BUSY AND VERY IMPORTANT. You - simply are not. OUT OUT OUT. "

His plan sadly failed. Well, he better get back to cleaning, then. "Yes, my lord." Kingston murmured, scrubbing everything that was in his sight. Who knew when they were going to finish?! What if they never DID finish. The horror!

Dans sense of smell was protesting at doing this cleaning, the place stunk he glanced around him , some of the kiss ups where hard at work. He looked down at the brush and started to scrub slightly, every now and then looking around at the others.

Ignatius sighed and began to clean the office. He would make up for this later by playing a game of chess or something. He continued to clean the toothbrush in secret, he wasn't touching something as disgusting as that.

Maddox continued to scrub. He didnt want to upset the lord borr, even though it didnt take much to do so.

Dimitri started to clean with the most disgusted facial expression he could manage, if he had to clean someone’s prank he had the right to revel how much he hate it! Plus Borr started to eat those obnoxious cookies or crackers or whatever that made him…fart! Just the thought of it was repulsive, but the smell…that he most certainly couldn’t handle!
The faster the office starts to smell better they’ll leave?! With him eating that, that JUNK that office was never ever going to loose such an awful smell!
“Please forgive my boldness, but for how long do we have to keep doing this?” The red haired boy asked in the polite tone he could manage.

Roland was scrubbing the floor with his face frowning at the ground. He tried to disguise his dislike of Lord Borr as annoyance at garbage. He pulled a potion out of his pocket and poured a small amount on the floor. He scrubbed the potion in and the floor started to turn back to its original colour even cleaner than before the garbage. He looked up at Lord Borr and said in an even voice with neither dislike or respect in his voice "excuse me your Lordship sir, but wouldn't it be a good idea to find the person responsible for this sooner than later? I mean we would have more time if we used magic".

Oh Lord! This was terrible! Under normal circumstances, Liam would have a good old snicker at the farting but these were hardly normal circumstances now were they? He was going to pass out from the farty stench at any minute. He pulled his jumper up around his nose and held it with his free hand in an attempt to filter out the terrible stink as he continued to scrub away with a mouldy old toothbrush.

It was official. Liam was in HELL.

Lord Borr snapped his fingers and beat his desk with his cane. "HOUSE ELVES! HOUSE ELVES GET YOUR VERMIN-LIKE SELVES IN HERE!" Lord Borr put his cane down and let his hands come to a rest on his large, rounded belly. His fingers tapped together in a menacing way.


"Boys. I want you to watch and learn. Watch and learn how to deal with insubordinates. HOUSE ELVES!!!!!!!!!"

A loud CRACK signified the arrival of a House Elf, but if one had missed that, the sparkling light blue smoke that clouded and surrounded the weirdly shaped figure would be a sure enough tell tale sign.

Bowing his head humbly, large ears droops slightly, Schoop peeks up through his enormous eyes.

"Schmoop is at Lord Borr's service, Sir Lord Borr," the House Elf announced.

"Poop?" Lord Borr asked, the disgust so thick in his voice it almost seemed touchable. "What sort of name is POOP? I suppose you are the color and scent of such nastiness." Lord Borr rolled his eyes. "WELL? POOP? EXPLAIN THIS!" Lord Borr waved his hand around to the room. "And Poop, if you lie - I will punish you."

Schmoop must not correct nasty Lord Borr. Schmoop MUST not tell nasty, rude Lord Borr he is wrong. Schmoop must be good House Elf.

Schmoop took a quavering breath and eyed the fat, stinky man with his head still bowed. "Schmoop knows not of such a mess, Sir Lord Borr. Schmoop lies not. Sir Lord Borr's messy classroom is not of Schmoop's knowledge. Maybe naughty studentses has made Sir Lord Borr's office messy."

Schmoop did NOT like stinky Sir Lord Borr.

Lord Borr raised his cane and brought it down a mere centimeter from Poop's "YOU ARE A LIAR LITTLE RAT!" Lord Borr let his anger explode outward towards the elf.


"Class - this is what we call an insubordinate. Anyone have any ideas as to what the appropriate actions are when you have an insubordinate house elf stowing GARBAGE in your living space is? Anyone? Class? Speak up!"

Kingston held his breath as an Elf popped into the office. Now this was getting very odd, he thought as he watched a conversation start between Lord Borr and the elf named Schmoop. Kingston felt sorry for the little elf. He really did. But, he couldn't do anything for it.

Slowly, he raised his hand up in the air as to get permission to speak. "Hit it, sir?" He asked, hoping that his answer wasn't right.