Nobles Plumbing Novels & Stories

HARRISON'S POV A plumber’s van had been parked out front of the house when I got back home. The sliding door stood open, revealing trays stacked one atop another—silver and brass fittings, corners, S-bends, and plastic couplings arranged with rough practicality. The company name was fixed to the side panels on magnetised mats: D.J. Morgan Plumbers & Gas Fitters. I found him in the kitchen, drinking tea and attempting, without much subtlety, to steal glances down the front of Ruby’s V-neck top. Outside, in the garden, his apprentice was showing Madison how to juggle a football with her knees and feet.

They rushed to the bathroom, dragging Rhea in and saying, "You need to see this bathroom. It is beautiful." Rhea stumbled slightly, laughing softly as they pulled her across the thick, hand-woven rug and through the carved marble archway. When she stepped inside, her jaw dropped. The bathroom was vast, lined with polished white stone that caught the dancing reflection of the crackling fire from the main room. At the center sat a deep, sunken copper tub large enough for three people, fitted with heavy brass levers that gleamed under the soft ambient light. "Leo, look at the brass," Tess whispered, running her fingers along the smooth metal. She turned back to Rhea, her eyes wide. "The water c

It must be a rather radical idea for many people, but Eden, who still remembered the tepid water tub in the vicarage, was keen on the idea of modern plumbing. “Don't you think it will be a lot of trouble, all those pipes” Mrs. Knight ventured timidly. “Pipes and cisterns, enough to have flushes and taps,” Eden said. “Fortunately, Milord Viscount is a man of progress," sighed the housekeeper, as unconvinced as ever. “The late lord would never have agreed to it.” “Would he?” Eden was surprised. Ivan had always struck him as a man concerned with his own comfort.

"Rodriguez Plumbing - Fast, Reliable, Professional." "Please let them answer," Elena muttered, dialing the number. "Rodriguez Plumbing, Jake speaking." The voice was deep, rough-edged, instantly reassuring. "Hi, I have an emergency. Pipe burst under my bathroom sink. Water everywhere. Can you come right away?" "Yeah, I can be there in twenty minutes. What's the address?"

bricks, the plumbing had to be as flexible as the community that built it. "The old world used rigid steel," Raven said, his voice echoing in the damp tunnel. He was holding a length of reinforced, flexible piping that looked like a large, industrial tendon. "But steel snaps when the earth settles. We’re using composite. It moves. It gives. It remembers where it’s supposed to be, but it doesn't fight the change." Leo was busy mapping the new layout in his mud-spotted ledger. "The 'Silt Saga' says that the conflict was the 'annealing' of the wards. Is that why we're using the Sun-Kissed valves here?"

I quickly Googled “innovative plumbing topics.” Me: Boring stuff really. Tankless water heaters. Hot water recirculation. Beautiful Accountant: Oh. Interesting. When are you back? Me: After the weekend. Might stay longer. Some of the other plumbers are talking about hanging out a bit. This was getting bad. Beautiful Accountant: Ok. Well, this is a lot, I know. But my mom is having some sink issues. When you’re back, do you think maybe I could convince you to look?

He opened the cabinet under the sink and showed us the fixed pipe. “Wow!” Deborah tilted her head to look at his accomplishment. “We’ve been calling Holly to get us a plumber, but as usual, she’s busy. Thanks again.” “Why are you doing this, Aiden?” I growled at him. I didn’t know why I was suddenly angry at him when Aiden only did a good deed for us. It was not new to me that he knew plumbing to carpentry because his grandmother relied on him more than calling someone to fix their home.

I decided to blame it on the flu. Noah steered me into the bathroom. "Holy crap, Alison, this is beautiful. And you did it yourself?" I sat down on the tufted bench. "Mostly. I had someone come in to set up the plumbing. I did all the cosmetic stuff, though." I pointed at the bathtub. "And I did all the grouting, too." "Wow, baby, that's some expert grouting." He ran one finger along the seam and then reached for the taps, adjusting them until the temperature was right.

I replied, keeping my voice low and professional. "I'm here from the plumbing agency," I continued, pulling out my credentials. "Your employer contacted us regarding some issues with the plumbing in the house." The butler raised an eyebrow, his skepticism clear. "I don't recall any issues with the plumbing," he said. "Perhaps they haven't been made aware," I replied, holding my ground. "But it's important that we address these issues as soon as possible. Can I come in?" The butler hesitated for a moment before stepping aside.

It was the guard. "Did you get it?" I answered instantly. "Miss Sera..." He sounded tense. "I went to the room, but... but it's gone!" "What do you mean, gone?" I shot to my feet. "The whole sink, the faucet, the pipes underneath, all of it was ripped out!" he stammered. "There's just a big hole left in the wall. I asked the cleaning staff, and they said the second you left yesterday afternoon, Luna Catherine called in a construction crew and stood over them herself while they smashed the entire plumbing setup to pieces and hauled it off as construction waste to be burned!"