Octavius stood in the living room. He shook his head as he stared at the mess. He rolled his eyes as he went to work. He never had any rest witch could be a good thing. It meant job security but sometimes he really wanted to scream. How could such messes be made in such little time. He moved with ease and grace as he dusted,swept, polished, and mopped. In under a hour the living room looked like a brand new display model for a high end furniture store.
He looked around once he was done quite happy with his work. Though he hung his head knowing there where more rooms to do. He looked up at the time as he gave a nod of his head and headed to the kitchen. He began cooking for the others. It would be rather busy soon in the old house. The others where starting to awake. He knew some of the members of the house could be rather nasty in the morning without some food in their systems and coffee to greet them. He went to work as he popped out food like it was nothing. He had pancakes, french toast, pastries, fruits, bacon, eggs, yogurt, oat meal, muffins, coffee, juices, and of course toast and bagels. By the time he set the last of the trays down the massive island looked like a breakfast bar at a high end resort. Of course he had to smile at his work he had done a fantastic job as always once again.