Undertaken

39

====RONALD====

"You may enter," the boring, monotone voice says from the other side of the large, silver metal double doors. I open them and step inside, revealing my boss sitting ever so boringly at his desk, looking bland and boring as usual, and doing his normal boring things. Bloody hell, how does he get through life?

"McKenzie's not here today," I say. Finally, the guy looks up at me, though not raising his head too much. Just more raising his eyes to look at me.

"Is that so?" William asks, though it's more of a statement than a question. I just nod. "Well, then I suppose you should retrieve her classwork from her teachers and either send them to her, or give them to her when she returns," Mr. Too-Boring-To-Ever-Get-Laid says.

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I get all of Mak's classwork from each of the teachers except for one. I would go, but it's lunch, and I'm hungry. It can wait. It isn't until I reach the food court that I realize how damn boring this place is without Mak. There's no one to throw spitballs at the Bossman with! "God, this sucks," I groan out under my breath as I drop into a chair after setting my food down.

"Undertaker! Duh!" I yell out when I get about halfway through my lunch. I mean, he's obviously gotta know where Mak is! I scarf down the rest of the food in front of me and hurriedly put my stuff away before darting off to the one teacher I hadn't yet visited for Mak's work. It's still lunch, so he shouldn't have anything to do at the moment.

"Mr. Undertaker!" I yell as I swing open the door to the Reapestry room. Finally, I get to know what happened to my trouble-buddy! And for Mak's sake, it better be a damn good reason for leaving me here alone.

However, as soon as I open the door and go in, a pair of sharper-than-normal scissors were lodged into the wall right next to my head. The blades were so deep in the wall that they were practically missing from view.

"Ronald.." I hear Undertaker says, as though he knew I was coming before I even opened the door or anything. And only one thing goes through my mind, even though I have no clue about what the hell is going on or what just happened.

I think Undertaker is going to kill me.

====MEY-RIN====

"Mey-Rin, I need you to do something," Sebastian says as he approaches me, walking as smoothly and elegantly as ever. So beautiful...

"Y-yes, Mr. Sebastian?" I ask, carefully putting a plate off to the side. 

"I need for you to tend to Lady McKenzie. As her if she needs anything. I would, but there is only so much a male butler can do for a woman," he said. I nod in understanding. "Prepare a bath for her. She should be waking up now."

"Now? But... It's nearly two in the afternoon," I say. Why would she still be asleep at this hour?

"She had a rough day yesterday and needed to rest as long as she could. Please do not ask too many questions about why she is here. Do not push her to say anything at all if she doesn't seem to be at liberty of speaking. Understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Oh, and hang this up on her door. She may want to wear it again. I sewed up all of the tears in it and washed the stains out as well," Sebastian said, holding out a beautiful black dress to me. I nod and carefully take it into my hands. He then gives me a nod and turns on his heel, walking away. I can't help but admire the way his muscles move underneath his black tailcoat as he does so.....

((A/N: This was such a short chapter, so I decided to add in a few things and thought 'Why not put it in Mey-Rin's POV?' So I did. I hope you enjoyed! I love you all, and I'll see you next time!))