Toddles had been trying to be a better house elfsies for Mister Master Headmaster. Especially because the summer Toddles had had to spend ALL of it cooped up inside the castle while the other elfsies went out into Diagon Alley doing the shopping. Toddles was not allowed to do these things anymore.

No. Toddles was trapped in linen duties and carrying a very heavy basket around with all of the studentsies linens and laundries in it. Sometimes Toddles would use his elfsie magic to make it float up up UP...and this was one of those times.

Up up up UP went the basket, Toddles boney wrinkly fingers waving in the air as he conducted its progress, whistling with his large round eyes closed too, through the corridor. Only, as all Toddles tasks ended up, Toddles got just a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit toooooooooooooooooooo carried away.

Underwearsies, brasies, pillow casesies, sheetsies, and other studentsies items began floating out of the basket and flopped on top of various objects lining the corridor or flopped in a pile here and there on the floor.

At this rate his basket of laundry would be empty by the time he reached the Gryffindor common room.

Austin was headed downstairs when he noticed one of the house elves and a mistake. Oops. He glanced at the clothes that were everywhere.
Need any help? He silently asked pointing to the clothes.

Toddles had his big elfsie eyes closed and was humming waaaaaaaaay too loudly to see or hear any approaching studentsies. No offense to little first year Mister or nothing.

His big floppy ears smacking against his head like moist raw chicken cutlets to the cutting board while Nimma prepared studentsies dinners, Toddles continued down the corridor while more and more laundry floated out of the basket and plop plop plopped about the corridor. Little first year Mister even got a silky bra flung over his head!

Austin frowned and took the bra off. Really? He sighed. Well when that house elf gets in trouble, won't be on him. He continued to the grand staircase to go down to the library.

Toddles no knows that little Mister is upset with Toddles. Or that Toddles lost another brasie along the way. There were 3 or so now strung about the corridor as they flipped and flopped out of the wobbling levitating basket.

Humming some more and terribly off key, Toddles spun on the spot and spun right smack into the wall and the basket with its remaining fabrics and underwearsies went down down down PLOP on to the floor. With a loud YELP, Toddles large round eyes finally opened and everything was blurry from his big wet elfsie tears.

Toddles' nosie no feels so goodsies.

Analiese was walking to the Ravenclaw common room when she saw a house elf taking the laundry. There were clothes everywhere. She slowly approached it. "You're dropping clothes everywhere. Would you like any help picking them up?" The young girl offered the house elf some help. At least the job would be easier for it.

Cordelia was on her way back up to the Gryffindor common room when she noticed the trail of underwear and sheets in the corridor. Some of it looked pretty familiar too, so naturally she had to stop and see what all this was about. "Toddles? Is that.... my underwear?" Merlin, tell her that there wasn't a trail of her underwear all over the castle. Those bras definitely weren't hers though, so there must be other people who would be finding a few things missing from their clean laundry. What was Toddles doing here anyway? Couldn't house elves do that apparation thing where they just popped to wherever they needed to go? At the end of the day, all Cordelia really cared about was having all her clothes make it back to her. Having enough clean underwear was really important. It would be rather unfortunate to run out of underwear due to it all being on public display throughout the castle.

Leaving the Gryffindor Common Room and headed down to her next lesson - or maybe to try and run in with Tomás again - either way, her path was interrupted at the trail of laundry with a house elf and two ickle first years. One of whom just tossed a bra that she happened to recognize.

"Have some respect for the bra!!!" Maeve exclaimed, darting forward to grab her undergarment from the male first year.

OH NO. Whirling around at the thump, she frowned at the elf now on the ground. "Healer! We need the healer!" Cause she only knew like one healing spelling and it probably didn't work on elves?? Although she supposed she could probably pick the elf up and carry him to the hospital wing given that elves weren't that large.

Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no.

Big THICK elfsie tears falling from his big round elfsie eyes, Toddles was having a hard time seeing anything and his nose was throbbing horribly. It may even be a bit bent.

Wiping his snotty nose on his elfsie potato sack, Toddles was a wee bit surprised to suddenly see three little mistresses in the corridor too! And he had never been aware of the earlier presence of the little mister. "MISTRESSESIES!" Toddles shrilly shrieked while flapping his twiggy elfsie arms up and down. "Toddles does! Toddles do!" he assured the one little mistress who had offered help as he stumbled about and scooped up some underwears and slipped them over one of his floppy ears for safe keeping.

Boxers. Tighty whities. Some that looked like strings. Toddles keeps them all safe on his earsies!

"I no know missus mistress!" Toddles blinked at another. "Toddles never sees missus mistress' underwearsies before to knows if it is missus mistress'!" Perhaps he SHOULD know since Toddles was doing studentsies laundries now. "Is it missus mistress'?"

Mister Master Headmaster would be so proud of Toddles for doing a good job and getting all the laundries back to the right studentsies!

Toddles was hooking and plopping more studentsies' things on his ears and head when another missus mistress started yelling about respecting bras and then shouting for a healer. Which made Toddles wipe his still runny slightly crooked nose again only to YELP in pain from the touch. "Toddles showing no disrespectsies, missus mistress! See?" And he then pointed to the pile on top of his head of all the things he had collected from the corridor. "Is one of these..." Distracted again, Toddles knelt down to pick up another of the brasies and became curious given its size and shape, therefore setting to wear it like a pair of goggles over his big elfsie eyes.

Analiese smiled as the house elf accepted her help. She bent down and started collecting clothes. She snorted when she saw the elf putting underwear under his ear. But it was pretty useful. They had big ears after all...