Haha hope you're happy with your engagement! YOUR SCYTHE IS HERE! its in the picture. I know I drew it differently to the description of it but idgaf I'd love to kill someone with that scythe!
Your P.O.V
You awoke with a start and found you weren't in your own bed. You also noticed that someone changed you into a (E/C) nightgown. You frowned, grabbed a robe and your scythe. You swiped the quill, turning it into your full length double bladed scythe. You crept out of the door, wearing the robe and gripping your scythe. You were ready for anything. As you got nearer to the kitchen you heard a soft humming and the smell of pie filled your nose. You relaxed as you peeked into the kitchen and saw Grell baking a pie and dancing around then kitchen to the sound of his humming. You giggled, causing him to look your way and when he saw you he stopped dancing and blushed. "Glad you're awake. I'm taking you to your father after you have some lunch" you nodded as he uncovered the pie and he sliced it into large pieces. He put your slice on a plate and tossed it towards you. You slowly ate your pie as Grell gave himself a slice as well and started eating it. You both stared at each other before you broke the awkward silence and said "Where a-" "Your father's house. The room you were in is yours for whenever you visit" you just nodded and waited til both you and Grell had finished before putting your plate in the sink and heading back to your room to change. You found a suit in the dresser and you put on before combing your hair. You sighed as Grell knocked on the door and as he entered you tried to smile but couldn't bring yourself to do it. You could hear the sadness in his voice as he quietly said "Its time to go, seabear" (Yes XD Grell calls you seabear now) you just nodded and gripped his hand as you left the house and headed for the hospital. When you got there you felt pale, trying not to think of what state he might be in. The receptionist told you your father was on the ninth floor and in room A. You almost panicked when you glanced at a poster on the wall stating what was on each floor. Floor nine. Surgical ward. You felt tears forming in your eyes as you arrived on the ninth floor. Grell squeezed your hand and you pushed the door open for room A. "Papa? You awake?" You whispered, approaching his bed and sitting next to him. You placed both your hands on his left hand as he looked to you and said "Y-yes, my dear" you gasped when you saw the state he was in. His hair was a mess, his glasses crooked and, this is what frightened you the most, the state of his face was horrible. He had dark bags under his eyes, a moustache starting to grow, there was a scar that went straight through his lip and another scar on his neck. You squeezed his hand gently and rested your head on his chest. "I'm so sorry, daddy!" You cried, tears uncontrollably falling down your face. "Its alright, (Y/N). You didn't do this" "Daddy?" "Yes?" "Why the surgical ward?" He sighed as you sat up and looked at him, worry written all over your face. "I didn't want to tell you, love. Please don't think of me differently" you tilted your head to the side. "Why would I? You're my dad!" You exclaimed. "Alright then. But I need your help. Grell, can you take the bed sheets off please?" Grell nodded and did as he was told, slightly surprised William even took notice of him being there. When the blankets were completely off you gasped and clasped a hand over your mouth. Your eyes threatening to water as you saw you father with right arm and leg missing. Grell was just as shocked as you were, but quickly pulled up a chair next to you, sat down, and wrapped his arm around your shoulders. He rubbed your arm up and down, trying to comfort you. William sighed and took your hand in his. "They're giving me a fake arm and leg in a few months. But I have good news, my dear" you wiped your eyes and looked at your suddenly smiling father. That moustache ages him! You thought, smiling and almost giggling. "I get to go home today, sweetie" your smile grew wider and you hugged Grell, silently cheering. You got up as the doctor came in, saying you could take him home. "Thank you so much Mr..." "Just the Doctor" "Doctor what?" You asked, giggling as you shook his hand. "If you like" he said, chuckling. When William was ready to leave you helped into his wheelchair and as you pushed him out the door you turned back and said "Loving the bowtie" to the doctor. He smiled and waved as you walked down the hall towards the elevator. (I WILL STAB YOU IN YOUR SLEEP AND LET BARNEY THE DINOSAUR RAPE YOU IF YOU DID NOT GEG THE REFERENCE!!!)
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Kitten In Red (Sebastian x Reader)
FanfictionI WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS ABOUT 13. Thanks for appreciating the story, but I can no longer endorse/ignore some of the content within. Some content is plain disturbing, some incorrect, and some deeply hurtful to communities (e.g. SA survivors). It is a...