Lich and Prinny Squad.<br/><br/>The door to the broom closet opens slowly as a cold feeling rolls from within.  The pale and cloaked form of the undead woman coming into view.  She wiped her eyes as she yawned and moved slowly towards the back to retrieve her uniform.  She was never much of a morning person and the only reason she tolerated the work was the fact she was given a warm place to stay and a constant supply of food stuffs for herself.  A group of Penguin like plushes ran past her, each standing at least three feet tall with small knapsacks on their front belts.  They were quickly sweeping, dusting, and mopping over each other as they seemed to be in a panic to clean before the opening of the store.