The Bones of The Rabbit

Chapter 5

The morning had came, light shining out of the window, your blanket cuddling you in a soft warm embrace, and the sound of bugs flittering about- wait? Bugs? You opened your eyes and looked around. A large mass of bugs were in your room, then in the storm of insects appeared Daniela. "(Y/N), hey. It's breakfast time. Heisenberg came to visit for breakfast. Mother doesn't know why, but it probably has to do with the fact one of the lycans crawling around opening their big mouths." Daniela whispered, sitting on the bed. "Why are you whispering?" You whispered back. "Because, it's mysterious." Daniela whispered back to you, her eyes giving a playful roll. "It's hard on the vocal cords." "Like I said, mysterious!"

You let go of the blanket, crawling out of bed. Daniela still had on that hoodie. From the looks of it, it was cleaned for today. You grabbed your new clothes and quickly went into the bathroom to take a shower and get dressed. Coming out of the bathroom, you could see Daniela on your laptop you had left open. She was only scrolling through a webpage. Peaking over, she was looking at stickers you were looking at last night. You watched Daniela's face turn from confusion to excitement. She pointed to the sticker she liked, then turned to you. "Can you get this for me?" She asked, eyes wide. Looking at the screen, you saw the sticker she was pointing at. The sticker was that of a dog wearing sunglasses. "I don't see why not." You clicked the sticker, placing the order.

With a pep in your step in fear of being late, you and Daniela got down to the dining room. Just down the hall, you could hear Heisenberg and Lady Dimitrescu arguing. "I'm not doing this for myself, Alci, I'm doing this for you. I know you don't like me, but I'm still going to look out for you as your little brother." You picked up on Heisenberg's pain in his voice. Getting to the table, you saw Cassandra and Bela eating, but there was a lycan sitting next to Cassandra. Odd.

Lady Dimitrescu and Heisenberg came into the dining room, then a loud annoyed groan. "Cassandra, no lycans at the table." Lady Dimitrescu placed her index finger and thumb on the bridge of her nose, holding her composure together. With a small pout, Cassandra shooed the lycan back outside. You turned to face straight on, but saw Heisenberg sitting right across from you. "So, you're (Y/N)." His voice was gruff, but where you expected aggression was a slight tenderness. "Not at the table." Lady Dimitrescu whispered, baring her fangs just enough to send the hint.

Did I do something wrong? I know something is up.

You were going to start being a servant tomorrow, was this something Heisenberg did with all the servants, or was it just you? From the bitter expression on Lady Dimitrescu's face, he didn't do this often.

Had she said something to him, was it one of the lycans that told him something? Daniela said it was lycan, but he hasn't said anything about lycans.

After you finished eating and took care of your plate and silverware, you were sent to a room down a small flight of stairs. Then, a hand pressed against your throat, pressing you against the stair wall. Facing you was Heisenberg. "I don't know who you are, but let me get one thing straight." Heisenberg hissed, tightening his grip and raising you on the wall. You tried to pry Heisenberg's grasp, struggling for a breath. His face got closer, a deep growl in his throat as he spoke. "I know the way she looks at you, and this is your only warning. You break her heart, I'll let my lycans eat you alive. Do you understand?" He growled.

With an attempted nod and a hoarse yes, you were dropped. You fell onto the floor, gasping for air. "My approval may not be necessary in your eyes, but know this. Alcina's daughters are far more fickle than me. You want her hand? Well then, you better earn their approval." He grumbled, taking a sip of wine he had left out here. "Is this a common occurrence, or am I the only one?" You rubbed your neck, giving a small cough. "You're far from the only person she has loved, but last time she had a handmaiden, Alci ripped her arm off after an argument. It's still on her mind, I just know it. Don't go dying on her, she just needs to go through the grieving process." Heisenberg was rather chilled out, prompting you to sit next to him. He stayed quiet, but you could feel he cared deeply for Lady Dimitrescu, even if she found him to be annoying like a little dog.

Staring into the fire, you felt your ears prick slightly to the sound of heels on stairs. "Are you done bullying my servants?" Lady Dimitrescu asked from the staircase. Heisenberg put a hand on your head, ruffling your hair. "Just talked to your new friend. I think they got the message. I'll be back in a few weeks to check on you again." Heisenberg called out, not facing her. "It's unnecessary for you to check-" "Alci, like I said. I'm not doing this for me, I'm doing this for you. You're grieving, I know. I just want to make sure you're safe."

You could see Lady Dimitrescu stare Heisenberg down. "I'll bring you chocolate." Her anger softened. "Dark chocolate with raspberry filling." He added. You watched her anger turned to mildly annoyed. You turned to Heisenberg, seeing his small grin. Then, he got up. "It's time I go back to the factory. The lycans are probably wondering where I went. Daniela, Cassandra, Bela... Behave for your mother." You watched the three appear from a storm of insects. "Mostly you, Cassandra." Heisenberg ruffled the blonde's hair and made his way out of the castle.

Now this is awkward.

"(Y/N), I need you to help me with something." Cassandra broke the silence. You were stunned, looking at the bandage on her arm. It wasn't there anymore.

You made your way back to your room, then Cassandra pointed to your laptop. "You got Daniela a sticker, can I get something?"