Author's Note

HOLY LAWD AN UPDATE ALREADY?! ITS ONLY BEEN 5 WHOLE MONTHS WOWEE!1!1!!

~~IM SORRY~~

Day 3 - A clean DJ is a happy cellist

Vinyl awakens slowly, a few shards of her previous dream clinging to her mind as she stretches out her lanky limbs. Well that was a certainly enjoyable dream~ Laying for a few minuets with a stupid grin on her face she rolls out of the all to comfortable bed and makes her way down to Octavia's room. The door was slightly ajar when she arrived. Stepping inside she could hear faint singing masked with the sound of falling water.

"Miss?" Vinyl asks, turning the knob on her mistresses personal bathroom and stepping inside.

"Yes dear?" She answers back, not seizing in her cleansing.

"Uhm..Nothing I was just wondering where you were and why you didn't wake me this morning like you have been."
The water stops and Octavia steps out, seemingly not caring about the company present at the moment.
Good lord Vinyl comments mentally as a faint pink blush spreads across her cheeks and nose bridge.

"Try not to drool sweet." The taller woman quotes as she wraps a bath robe around herself and grabs the hairdryer. "As for why I haven't
awoken you I had to get ready for work and I was going to let you sleep in for a little but I see that failed."

"Oh okay. Well I'm just gonna go downstairs then or something." Vinyls finishes and goes to excuse herself but Octavia grabbed her collar before she left.

"It has just come to my attention that you have yet to shower since your coming here and I shan't have a sub that smells like sweat and greasy food all the time." She explains and lifts the hem of her subs shirt slightly.

"I don't want a shower right now though." The blue haired DJ whines gently pulling away from Octavia but the dark haired woman still had a firm grip on the chain collar. She turns, still holding onto Vinyl, toward the bath tub and turns the water on.

"Then I guess you would much prefer a bath pet."
She grabs the hem of Vinyls shirt and tugs it off over her head making Vinyl squeak in surprise. Next came off the pajama pants with little records printed onto them and the striped panties underneath. She shivers abit as the cool air now hits her exposed porciline skin.

"W-what the heck!" She squeaks and glares up at the other.

"Get into the tub. Now." Octavia commands putting extra emphasis at the end.

"No."

"Scratch. Get. In. The. Tub."

"...no."

Sighing Octavia swept by her and picked her up bridal style before tossing her into the tub with a loud splash.
"Ack! Jesus fuck is the water cold enough!" Vinyl squeals and attempts to jump right back out but is pushed back down. With one hand Octavia throws down a folded towel for her to kneel on. Grabbing a shampoo bottle off the side she squirts some into her hand.

"Dunk your head underwater."

"F-fuck you"
Octavia turns the shower on and frigged water cascades down onto the blue hair underneath and elicits another squeak. She then grabs the collar and pulls the now soaked her over and roughly lathers the shampoo into the hair. Once done she shoves Vinyls head back into the falling water until no suds remain. Shes starting to shiver pretty bad. Gotta get this over with in the next 5 minuets or so or else more undesirable things may happen Octavia notes to herself. She next grabs the rag and empty's some body wash onto it. Starting at the clavicle she begins to lather the soap onto the other.
"You know. I can Fucking wash myself!" Vinyl snaps, not enjoying the treatment.

"Oh I know dear, the thing is you wont." Octavia replies while getting tantalizing close to the mound of the other. Vinyl suppresses a small whimper as she then roughly goes over her breast. "Done." She announces and stands up. Unhooking the shower head from its holder she haphazardly sprays all the soap off Vinyl with it and bends down to remove the plug. "Now scram." She commands and turns back to the mirror to finish her morning routine. Vinyl gets up and goes to reach for a towel but Octavia swats her hand away.
"Now now. Bad girls don't get nice warm towels."

"But, how am I suppose to dry off to get dressed?"

"Your not. Now go downstairs and begin making breakfast." She demands with a snap to the back of Vinyls thigh. Huffing she does as told and makes way downstairs still soaking wet.
Fucking making me walk around cold, wet, and naked. Fucking making me make her breakfast cold, wet, and naked. Fucking teasing me all the while. AAGH
Tromping into the kitchen she rips open the fridge and begins her first task of the day.

"Excellent Vinyl, albeit a bit burnt and greasy for my tastes but good." Octavia compliments as Vinyl scarfs down her half of the meal, thick pancakes with melted butter and fruit. Oh and of coarse a gallon or two of syrup.

"Yea I learned it from this one guy I lived with for abit. Says he knows all of ITrots hidden recipes or somethin rather." She explains with a full mouth.

"Uh huh."
Octavia glances at the clock on the oven and gets up from her spot. "Welp I must head out. Ill return at 8:00 tonight." She says and pushes a small list of chores toward the still eating girl across from her. "These shall be completed by the time I return. You are not permitted to wear anything but an apron while doing so and that's only so you don't get cleaning chemicals where it shouldn't be."

"but its cold...." Vinyl mumbles

"Hm, what was that sweet?"

"Nothing." She quickly spurts out and finishes her meal.

"Right. Well see you tonight." Octavia says with a smile, puts on a light jacket, and heads out the door. Vinyl then hears the roar of an engine come to life and drive away.
Okay chores what do we got here.
Chores for Scratchy:
(Cleaning materials in the hall closet)
1. Clean both bathrooms
2. Kitchen (yes even inside the oven and microwave)
3. Dishes as usual
4. Dust dinning room
5. Vacuum whole house
6. Water ALL plants
...
Wait.
Vinyl looks about the kitchen and peeks into the living room. We don't have any plants except for... She looks outside and at the circular garden her mistress has planted in the back. GREAAAAAAAAT She sighs and looks back at the list in dismay. With a grumble Vinyl ascends the stairs and heads for the closet to start with the tasks.

With a click the loud vurring of the vacuum dies out and the cord is wrapped around two prongs on the side before being dragged back up the stairs and into its rightful home. Looking over at the clock she reads the large 6:00 scrawled on it. I still have two hours and just this last chore. With a huff she goes over to the metal watering can sitting next to the back door and fills it with water. Taking a big breath she opens the back door and scrambles for the patch of flowers and other vegetation and circles around it, pouring the water out all the while. Once done she makes a mad dash back to the door and slips back inside. Dumping the can back where she found it she rubs the chill off her arms and makes her way to the couch. Picking up the remote she brings the tv to life and changes the channel to some documentary about wild horses. "Horses are weird. How can those thin sticks they call legs hold up that bolder of a body?" She asks to nobody in particular. She makes it about 20 minuets in until she falls asleep.

click

Vinyl awakes to the door opening. She glances at the clock and sees that its 7:57. "Welcome back missss." She greets lazily, wanting to go back to sleep.
"I thought I said to have all the chores done by the time I got home?" Octavia greets if you can call it that.

Blinking Vinyls sits up and looks at her confused. "I did?"

"What about the plants on the front porch then Scratch?" Irritation and stress present in her voice.
Ack shit those things "I forgot that there were plants on the front porch. Ill go water them right away miss." She then jumps up and grabs the watering can and fills it. Then she remembers that she is in fact still nude. "Wait, what if someone sees me?" She asks re-entering the living room.

"Then they see you." Octavia shrugs as she removes her shoes and jacket.

"Uhm."

"What? Go already." She commands.

"Can I like borrow your jacket or something at least?"

"No. Go." She commands yet again only shuffling Vinyl out the door this time. Octavia stood in the doorway to monitor. Shaking from the chill of the night air and the anxiety of being seen by others she sprinkles the water on both vases of vegetation and then tries to move past her mistress.

"Please let me back in miss-s." She pleas, the chill and worry really starting to grab a hold of her.

"Nah ah ah. This is your punishment sweet for cursing at me twice this morning and for not following orders. You have one minuet. Go out to the car and grab my cello and carry it back in for me."
Peering at the car parked at the end of the longish walkway she huffs and scurries over to it. Pulling open the jet black car door she pops open the trunk and hauls out the monstrous string instrument and closes the trunk. Pulling it onto her back with a grunt she goes back up the walkway and through the now empty doorway, up the stairs, and into her mistresses bedroom where it belongs. Making her way back down shaky as ever she finds the taller woman comfortably laying on her side on the couch with a blanket over top of her. Spying the shivering girl Octavia lifts up the blanket as an invitation and instantly Vinyl takes it. Pressing her back right against Octavias belly and chest she is then draped over with the blanket and a slightly tanned arm.
"Warm now my sweet?" Octavia asks, the sweetness returning to her voice.

"Yes miss." Vinyl says content as sleep begins to take hold of her again. You have NO idea oh m fucking Christ shes like a space heater