I felt the urge to start cleaning up so I did. Garrett seemed surprised, but I also knew that if I didn't start helping that I would get taken away.

"Garret?" I asked.

"Yeah?" He responded to me.

"Can you help me clean your place up?" I asked.

"Yeah, can I film you for a video?" He asked.

"Sure," I replied not really caring.

"Thanks," He replied smiling.

He had grabbed his phone and called one of his friends, who's name I couldn't remember to help him film.

He started cleaning up too. I had gather up the clothes in a basket so that they could be washed. There was plenty clothes, but that kept me content for a while. I had heard the door open then close but didn't pay much attention.

I had taken the liberty of grabbing a trashbag and cleaning up any literal trash like lose papers, empty boxes or any of those things, the boxes I had put off to the side though since it could help Garret organize his house.

I had begun to grow tired, both physically and mentally, so I went to get some sleep to help me clean up better.

After taking a nap and waking up I had realized that Garret had also stopped cleaning too. None the less I continued knowingly needing something to keep me busy.

After a while, I had started asking Garret what could and couldn't be thrown away so I didn't accidentally throw anything precious of his away. Though some of the things he kept were questionable I didn't ask, not at first. After he said a majority of the things he wanted to keep that's when I asked, "Okay, Garret. I'm going to be one hundred percent honest with you," I began almost scared, "I'm thankful for you adopting me after strings of abusive households, but if you don't clean up and realize..." I stopped not wanting to say it but had to, " Hoarding problem. They will take me away and I don't want that because I don't want to go back to how it was." I began to get teary eyed just thinking about going to another household, but I felt like I had to drive the point home so I said, "If you can help me help you. Then I can't be with you as your child."

That's when it got to him. When he finally realized that he does need to actually get his shit together and clean up his house, not just as a funny little youtube video but for real.

"Okay, okay. Let me call some friends to help me, to help us tommorrow," He told me.

"Okay," I replied relectantly not really knowing what else to say.

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So I'm lazy and I really don't want to rewatch another video call me a fake fan or whatever but just imagine

https://youtu.be/STqVvQIF_CU

Being a helpful child in this video okay?

I'm tired okay.