[The gardening task is appraised, as one might expect, with exasperation; the poor shrub ends up re-hedged by a professional groundskeeper, but the flower planting at least is appraised as decent, so they escape further punishment for it. Still, their community service goes on....]

[This time, it's a different, but no less menial task- Blue curls his lip as he looks over the gym lockerroom showers- showers they'd all used every week- but that none of them ever considered, being self centered little richkids as they all were, how they got cleaned.]

This is the worst... [Blue decides, loudly complaining as he dunks a mop into the bucket he has sitting in the floor of one of the showers and pushes it around dejectedly.] How're we supposed to get these gross tiles clean!? They probably haven't even touched these in ages!