After the long and confusing journey in a weird dimension, you're finally back home. Not only that, but you brought a companion along! A tall, long haired pale creature you kindly named Mr. Crawling, which comes from the way he crawls around with the sheer strenght of his arms. Despite his menacing appearance, Mr Crawling is the sweetest and most affectionate being you have every met, you couldnt me more thankful to have him close.

It's a friday night, you're sitting on the couch with Mr Crawling resting his head on your lap as he lets out small giggles. Suddenly, you're struck by a random thought. Ever since you met the friendly creature, you never saw him clean himself even once, which is disgusting, considering the conditions of the dimension where you found him.

"You? You problem?" - Mr Crawling speaks as soon as you stop caressing his Head, deep in your own thoughts - "You!"

And basically, you were now dragging Mr Crawling to the bathroom, dragging him across the floor by his legs, which he doesn't have much strenght on - "No! No want! You! No want!" - he keeps repeating that as he tried to break free or grab any piece of furniture for him to hold on to. He seems distressed, but he does need a bath, you won't give up now, will you?