Day 30 - Mystery

"Maria! Clear the bedrooms! Vego, take a broom after her! Yuv... try not to get in the way.. why don't you go gather up the bags and place them outside? Don't forget, recyclables on the left." Watching the scene before him, Thatcher had his feet kicked up on the table again in the main entertainment room. The whole gang was up in arms over the new television he had brought in for them last week. He had bought it as an early Halloween treat. Today, however, the most important part was missing; the remote, and the channel was stopped on a foreign drama none of them could understand.

It started out with only a small group of them starting a hunt for the precious clicker, but as more started missing their favorite shows they had already meticulously scheduled for turns, everyone slowly got involved. It ended up being such a huge deal that his right hand man was put in charge of organizing people into cleaning groups. Why they couldn't just do this every month when he normally asked was beyond him. Of course he was exempt from the chores, only Rius approached him once everybody was set to work. "Sir-" Holding up a hand, he stopped them right there, "Sir is my father." Their heart was in the right place and they were younger, but he didn't need to be called sir both here and at home. "U-um.. Kross. You wouldn't happen to have seen the remote in your room or anywhere would you?" Humming, he took a few moments to think back before shaking his head. "Sorry, don't think so. Real mystery on what could have happened to it. You ask the person who watched the television last?" Nodding with a sigh, Thatcher grinned as they went back to their own cleaning task. He was glad for the extensive education his parents put him through as he went back to watching his show. It was annoying being home for too long, but at least his underlings would never dare ask to search under him.