Old fingers, tapped in the access code. The door hissed open with a slight squeak from the lack of use.
?Oooo, bettah take care of ?at wun.? (Ever hear a Cockney accent - ala Mary Poppins)
?Owh, yeah.? Came the reply.
A rubber gloved hand dipped into a box on a cart, extracting a can with a thin pipe on the top. The door was closed again with kercheifed heads cocked to one side listening.
?Right abou?? ?ere.?
The thin pipe was pointed into the slight crack between door and frame a soft ?pffffffft? was heard. Then, the door was re-opened, silently.
??at?s bettah. Ooof, ?is cart gets ?evier evry year.?
?Owh, yeah.?
The two figures shuffled into the almost forgotten room, pushing a cart full of small boxes and bottles ahead of them. They stopped in the middle of the room and surveyed the scene.
?Owh, ?is won?t take ?ong at all. I ought ta know. Been through Fawh of ?em. Th? last one, now ?e was so nice. Always polite, ?n respecting like, ?n very neat. ?ardly had any woork t? do in ?ere.?
?Owh, yeah.? And they both take out feather dusters and start moving about the room dusting everything, lifting the few items that were scattered about in order to clean thoroughly underneath. The filters would do the rest for the dust that was now lifted in the room.
?Now th? one befor ?im? the voice lowered ?Not t? be disrespectful ?n all, but, ?e was a buggah. Mind you, it made th? last wun, seem even more like the ray o? sunshine ?e was.?
?Owh, yeah.?
?I ?ear that they ?aven?t ?ven picked the new wun yet. And from wut I ?ear, ?at may be tuff. Rumor ?as it, wun of ?em don even know ?e?s been nominated.?
?Owh, yeah??
?Yeah, ?at oughta interestin? enuff.? The other one takes a device from the cart, turns it on. The device was moved across the floor in a regular motion while simultaneously cleaning and fluffing the rich carpet. When the figure turned off the device, the other finished up a shelf.
??at joost about does it ?ere. Told ya it wouldn?t take ?ong.?
The device and duster were replaced back on the cart and turned toward the door.
?Now, from wut I seen, nary the candidates wud be a good pick. I really wudn?t mind ?ny of ?em. Ooo almost forgot.?
The figure turns while taking a bottle from the cart. A fine mist is sprayed in the air.
??at?s bettah.?
?Owh, yeah.?
?Me own lit?o touch for the new boss.?
The doors closed as a flowerey fragrance hung in the air.
Topic: In the Darkness... Part II (Read 2607 times)