ain't doing it for a round of applause

The den was a mess. Imp stared, grossed out by the state of it. He was just a little guy but still! The others made such a mess. It was hard not to curl a lip. It even smelt bad. The animal parties that Ma had been eating were left around in the corner, making flies attracted to the pile and growing things. Gross things. He wrinkled his face before swiping at the location, sending a few insects buzzing. "Go away!" he snapped at them as a few buzzed a bit too close, growling "go bother someone else!" Ma wasn't even here. It was an abrupt departure at best. Pa was still here, somewhere, but outside.

He decided to do something. Sitting on his ass went against everything he told others he wouldn't do. Imp approached the pile and launched himself on top of the bones, crushing a few and making the others fly around. He grunted, feeling a particularly odd bone poking his little side. He turned his neck and gnawed at it fiercely, pulling it from under him in his jaws. Imp spotted his brother, Akuma, watching him. The little boy ruffled. "I'm cleaning," he said this rather proudly, puffing his chest out on the pile of bones "Ma will be back soon!" Maybe "and it'll be nice for her." Or so he assumed. It was a big pile and he was just a kid.

Maybe he should have asked for help...

"he speaks"
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