(Warning: swearing, mentions of injuries)

     So you know how I said that Reapers heal faster than a human? Yeah. So now I am in a predicament. I have two humans wondering in my messy house, thinking im gravely injured, hah gravely, and drop dead tired. Im not sorry for these puns. Anyway, I needed to somehow get these two out of my house so I could finally straighten up the place.

   "H-hey guys... I'm gonna take a nap, you guys can leave for awhile if you want." I said, my anxiety picking up. "Oh. Okay kiddo! We'll leave ya be for awhile. Stay off that leg!" Patton, my painfully nice neighbor said before grabbing Roman and heading out the door. "Huh. Well that was easy." I murmured to myself, watching them close the door behind them. I waited a few minutes before getting up.

    You see, I can walk fine because I already healed, but to the human eye, I look like I'm limping when I'm really not. I lazily made my way over to the sink and started the water, rinsing dishes and putting them in the dish washer. As I did this, the house started picking itself up due to spirits help. Soon enough, all that was left were the dishes I was slowly doing. Thanking the spirits, I started singing to myself as I cleaned up. I made one mistake though. I didn't keep track of time.

   So Patton and Roman show back up, but this time with another fucking human. I couldn't hear them walk in because of the running water and singing I was doing. Well they notice I am not on the couch and walk into the kitchen to find me singing and "struggling" to do the dishes, atleast in their eyes I was.

   "Aww kiddo! You need to sit down! I'll take over dishes." Patton decided to speak up, scaring me half to death. Pun number three! Uhm.. Back to the story. I whipped around, slipped on water, and tumbled to the ground. "Oh!" The three humans shouted before rushing to help me up. "Be careful. You don't want to fracture another bone." The human I didn't know said. "I'm Logan Pierce." He added shortly after.

   The three helped my to a chair in the dining room and pulled another to prop my leg up. "Alright kiddo, I'll start on the dishes!" Patton said before walking back into the kitchen. "I suppose I can help with something. I could sweep the floor." Logan said, heading towards the very broom closet that heald my sythe. "Don't!" I shouted unintentionally. Logan stopped and turned to me with narrowed eyes. "Pardon?" He asked, suspicion in his voice. "I already swept the floor. All good." I tried, anxiety levels heightening. The tie wearing man just nodded and walked into the living room to examine my blanket fort.

   So that brings us to now. Me, sitting in a chair with a "broken" ankle and a "sprained" wrist while three humans wandered my house. What am I going to do?

I hope you are enjoying this story so far and I hope you are having a great day/ night!

Take it easy guys, gals, and my fellow non-binary pals! Peace out!

-Marsh