Hobgoblins ASSEMBLE!
People were coming over- actual human beings were planning on giving Casa Boardman a small visit! Bollocks.
Hastily dragging his feet from where he passed out on the couch the night before to the kitchen, Stubby Boardman summoned a trash bag and started putting years of being under his mother's watchful eye into practical use. Usually cleaning wasn't such a difficult task- it was getting himself to start doing it was the hard part. And after the weeks of sloth he had spent locked away in his room, the place was left in complete disarray.
Stuart grabbed empty pizza cartons and empty cans on the floors and counters, and threw them quickly behind him in the levitating black bag that followed his every step. His hands were quick, and his mind alert and not soon after, his living room was back in its blessedly pristine shape. Next were the kitchen (thankfully, he went grocery shopping a day ago) bathrooms, then the rest of his house. Thank Merlin for magic, else he would be in such deep shit...
After a quick shower, he dressed in his pajamas- why should he bother dressing up, when 100% cotton was next to world peace?- and plopped gracefully back on his couch. His cat jumped on the spot beside him and stretched before curling against his side. "Don't get too comfortable, buddy. We have people coming over." The cat meowed. "Don't act so surprised. Why did you think I cleaned the place up?"
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