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It was a very hot day and Garden View was closed for the day, since the toon handlers were all sick. Dyle grabbed a juice box from the kitchen and went over toward his train "might as well clean up now." He thought, and unlocked the doors and entered. He instantly got to work! Wiping off the tables, spray cleaning the seats, sweeping and mopping the aisles, You know.. The usual. Dyle wanted a head start for tomorrow.
A few hours later, He was almost done! He just needed to clean the conductor's cab where he runs the train. He grabbed the cleaning wipes and sighed, He wished he could have asked Tisha for help, but he wasn't really close with her. And he didn't want to just see her just as a cleaner. But he could have gotten the chance to know her if..
If..
If he was on the show.
He paused and covered his face with embarrassment. He still remembers when he sheepishly asked Delilah to be a part of the show, and Arthur had to tell him, no. "Just forget about it!" He told himself. He went to grab another cleaning wipe. "Ughhh" He was out. He'll just ask Dandicus. He left his juice box off the control panel and went to go find Dandy.
"Wow it sure was hot today." Dyle thought. He opened the train doors. Oh there he was, that was easy. Dandy was sitting on the bench. Drawing? "I didn't think Dandicus would be an artist." He rolled his eyes. Dandy had crayons next to him. "Nevermind, I take it back." He thought.
Dyle walked up to Dandy. "Dandicus, do you think you have some spare cleaning wipes? I'm cleaning up my cab and I ran out." Dandy looked up from his scribbles, "Huh? Oh yeah I can ask Tisha if you need some!" Dyle stopped. Ask her for him! Is he crazy?! He might as well go ask her himself! "Are you sure you don't have some of your own..?" Dandy looked around. "Oh! Maybe in there!" He pointed at a supply closet. Dyle looked at Dandy strangely, Didn't he know pointing at stuff isn't proper courtesy?! Dandy didn't notice though "Oh good." Dyle said. Dandy set his crayons and paper down, hopped off the bench, and walked over towards the supply closet. Dyle followed alongside behind him.
Dandy opened the door. The smell hit Dyle like a truck, It reeked of cleaning supply. "There it is!" Dandy pointed up on the shelf. Dyle looked up. It was WAY to high up for Dandy to reach, but Dyle quite couldn't reach it either. Dandy noticed the problem aswell. "Dyle can you lift me up?" "Uh- sure.." Dyle grabbed Dandy underneath his arms and lifted him up. Surprisingly Dandy wasn't that heavy. "Got it!" Dyle set him back down, and they both walked back towards the bench.
"Thanks." Dyle said. Dandy was still holding them. "About those wipes?" Dandy looked at his hand as if he forgot he was holding the item. "Oh Yeah! here!" He giggled. "Thanks I'll get back to cleaning now." Dyle started to walk off. "Dyle...?" Oh what now? Dyle turned around. "I'm bored.. can I help you clean??" I mean he could use the extra help..
Dyle handed Dandy a mop. "Now mop up and down these aisles please." Dyle knew he had just cleaned these aisles but he changed his mind he didn't need help! Dandy would mess him up or distract him. Dandy was rather more... reckless when it comes to cleaning. Dyle saw an episode- Nevermind. He closed the cab door and got to work. He started by wiping the controls off of course, and then sweeping up the floor, and... and he needed spray cleaner. He opened the cab door, "Dandicus have you seen the spray cleaner-" Dyle stepped in a puddle. A puddle?!
Dyle looked down and looked at Dandy. Dandy had a mop in his hand but it was DRIPPING with water! "Dandy?" Dandy turned around "Yes Dyle?" "Did you ring out the mop before placing it on the floor?" "Uh.. no?" Dyle looked at the puddles all over the floor. What did he say? Ughhhh. "Let me show you how to properly mop." Dyle started to walk over to Dandy.
BOOM!!
Dyle underestimated how slick the floor really was. He slipped and hit the floor. Dandy gasped. He turned around so Dyle wouldn't see him laughing. "Are you laughing at me?" "No.." Dandy giggled.
Dyle was so gonna get him.
Dyle grabbed the passenger seat next to him to lift him up. Oh there was the cleaning spray! Dyle grabbed it and pushed himself off the wall behind him. He slid towards Dandy. Dandy saw him coming. What could he do!? Oh yeah I guess he could do that. Dandy grabbed the mop bucket pushed it over. Water went everywhere! Dyle tripped over the mop bucket. Ouch! Dandy hopped over the mop bucket but now with even more water on the floor he slipped and landed on his back. Dyle stood up and carefully stepped over the bucket. Dandy was looked up. Oh. Dyle was now standing over him. Dyle started to spray him with the cleaner. (No toxic chemicals just soap and water lmao) Dandy shrieked "DYLE STOP!!" Dyle laughed. Dandy grabbed a mixture of bubbles and water and threw it at Dyle's face. "What is this!" Dyle wiped his face off and looked for Dandy. How did he get all the way down there? Dandy was on the other side of the aisle!? "Come get me!" Dandy exclaimed.
Dyle would gladly do so.
Dyle scamperd over there. Dandy tried to slide past him but he missed. Dandy screamed. Dyle tried to move out the way "Woah!" They collided. "OW!" They both exclaimed. Both of them on the floor. Dyle sat up. Dandy was between his legs. Dandy also sat up. They both looked at each other and started laughing. "I was so fast!" Dandy exclaimed. "That was fun." Dyle said. "I agree!" The door to the cab turned.
Dandy and Dyle looked at each other. "What is this!" Tisha stepped inside. She looked at Dyle and Dandy. Both of them on the floor. Absolutely soaked. "Hey.." Dandy slyly waved at her. "Tisha, what made you come in?" Dyle asked. "I heard screaming!" Dyle turned and looked and Dandy. "Hehe! Oops.." "How on earth did this even happen!" Yikes. "Well I had Dandy come in here and 'try' to help me clean up.." He laughed. Tisha looked at the mess before her. "Well I suppose.. I could give you boys a hand or two!" "Thanks Tisha!" They both exclaimed.