Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji
(Alice's POV)
It had been a couple of weeks since she had told the woman what her order was beyond excited. Today it would be ready. She was getting sick of paper work. She arrived at general affairs and received a smile from one of the girls there. "I'll be right back." She said after giving her a paper to look at.
She arrived a few minutes later with her death scythe in hand. It looked like one of those death scythes from the legends (like undertakers) and had a silver handle and blade with some black patterns along the top. She grinned in excitement.
"I can't wait to test her out." She grinned just barely managing to hold back a childish giggle.
"I'm afraid you might have to sooner rather than later." Williams voice said from behind her.
She turned around with her scythe in one hand. "I sent Grell out on assignment hours ago. He should be back by now. I want you to go, find him, and bring him back. You can use your death scythe on him if you wish." He said before turning around and walking back down the hall.
She grinned. 'Fuck yeah!' She thought excitedly before she carefully headed out of the main branch.
"How hard is it, to bloody well find a blob of red?!" She growled out in annoyance as her head whipped round and round.
"Oh!" She froze as she heard Grell's voice and saw her perched atop a building.
"Gotcha." She grinned as jumped from roof to roof until she made it to Grell's only to see she was in the alley below. "Sneaky little bugger." She muttered before quickly jumping off of the roof and landing lightly on her feet a few feet behind the redheaded Shinigami.
"What are you doing here?" Grell asked as she examined her nails.
"Why do you think? Will sent me to fetch you." She said with a roll of her eyes as she placed one arm on top of her death scythe and leaned lazily against it.
"B-but I am collecting the soul!" She snapped, showing her the book.
"Wasn't this soul collected five years ago?" She questioned, narrowing her eyes at her.
"Oh! He's going to attack!" Grell squealed causing Alice to roll her eyes. "At least be gentle!" The demon hound ran right past her causing Alice to laugh at the look on her face. "Well, I never!" She huffed before set off after them.
"If I lose my death scythe for this I am gonna whack you upside the head." She threatened.
'I guess I might as well investigate.' She thought to herself before she headed after the demon hound with Grell a few paces in front of her.
"To-Die: Number 493: Butler and Puppeteer to the house of Mandalay, Drossel Keinz." Grell read from her book.
"The same Drossel Keinz, that was collected five years ago." She muttered under her breath.
"Lizzie!" Phantomhive gasped after the hell hound brought him a doll that had blonde curly hair and wore a pink frilly dress on it.
She blinked. "Mansion." She said absent-mindedly.
"Hm?" Grell glanced from her to the mansion in front of them.
"Grell. Protect me." Phantomhive said
"What?" Grell asked
"I'll grant you any request." He added causing Alice to stifle a giggle.
"Stop being insulting. I'm not the kind of cheap girl you can just buy off-"
