Gotta make sure the house won't burn down...

I admit the offer was tempting but I let out a sigh, rubbing the back of my head with a yawn, "I'd love to Etna dear but I should check on the three, it's better to strike when the iron is hot and I've cooled off enough to handle it correctly." Etna seemed a little disappointed but nodded, winking at me with a grin, "Alright, but this Kitty is expecting to paid back in full." I chuckled with a grin, "Oh don't worry, you will." With that Etna disappeared into the bathroom and I pulled on a pair of pants, ready to go out and face the Prinnies with a leveled head and a good idea of what to say.

The first thing I noticed when I opened the door was the silence, no sound coming from any direction...that was a VERY bad thing. I started out slow, walking around and looking for the Prinnies in any direction that I could find. I checked the kitchen and found nothing out of the ordinary, I figured that they had already eaten and had put the groceries away for the night. Shrugging this off I walked to the living room, the spotless nature of the once muddled mess surprising me.

With a bit more searching and no Prinnies I was beginning to get worried. If they had somehow gotten out of the house and gone rogue then I would be in some serious trouble, especially if they went Kamikaze on something. However, a sudden sound caught my ear, a soft echo that sounded like a voice. Curious as to what it was I followed the sound, the low rumble being joined by others, my feet taking me downstairs and into the laundry room. As I walked the sounds got louder and clearer, the sounds turning into voices which in turn turned into very specific moans.

My curiosity getting stronger I walked down stairs and opened the door to the laundry room, my eyes opening wide as the moaning grew to a fever pitch...