A knock sounded out on the old manor's door, Willie opened the door "hello, I'm Victoria Winters" The young women with shoulder length brown hair said as he looked towards her. "Congratulations" He spoke sarcastically, Victoria was taken slightly aback by his unexpected sarcasm. "I'm here to see Ms. Stoddard about the governess position" She explained.
He thought for a bit before speaking up again in the same monotone voice "oh yeah, been expecting you" He looked her up and down before sighing and walking back into the house "Come on" She looked down as her bag expecting him to take it in.
She picked it up, following him inside as he continued to speak "sorry, I didn't grab you down at the station, damns wagons been acting up. Ms. Elizabeth won't spend the money to get her fixed" He grumbled walking into the main entrance.
"it beautiful" Victoria spoke in awe looking around the manor, "A bitch to dust is what it is. Don't get how (Name) stays on top of most of the dusting, place was designed for a staff of 100" He spoke looking around the manor then back towards Victoria.
"Now you got a staff of me and (Name)" He pointed towards a young woman who stood on top of a chair, cleaning the fireplace. She wore a cleaning outfit, her hair done so it was out of her way "well us and Mrs. Johnson" He said, Victoria's gaze moved from (Names) over to an older lady who was cleaning a candle stick.
"she's about as useful as a Bucket without a bottom" He sighed. "Still, not every family has a house like this or a whole town named after them" She replied. "Come again?" Mr. Trask asked "Collins? Collinsport" She explained. "Never got that" He sighed.
Victoria looked back over to where (Name) was cleaning, her eyes wondering towards the painting that sat above the fireplace, "who's that?" She asked "Barnaby, maybe. Something with a 'Barn' in it" he said as she walked over. "Barnabas, Willie" (Name) said as she got off the chair. "One of important one's way back, back when they were rich rich" Mr. Trask further explained.
"Victoria" She introduced herself, passing her hand to shake "(Name), Pleasure to meet you" She shock her hand. Victorias gaze travelled to a painting near the one of Barnabas before looking back towards (Name) the resemblance was uncanny, but she still looked different at the same time. She also appeared familiar to Victoria, like she had seen her somewhere before causing a shiver down Victoria's spine.
"(Name) is right, His name was Barnabas Collins, and he was the finest man this family ever knew" An older blonde woman in a black dress walked down the stairs. (Name) and Victoria looked towards her, (Name) didn't say anything else picking up her cleaning supplies and moving to clean something else as Victoria walked over to meet with the woman.
"Welcome to Collinwood, you'll have to imagine us on a better day" She smiled towards Victoria.
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Victoria and Elizabeth walked into her office, "The house has some of 200 rooms, most closed off to save on heating. we don't even go in the old wing anymore, sit" she said as Victoria sat down on a red couch. "There are only 8 of us after all, My daughter Carolyn and I, My brother Roger and his son David. Willie and (Name) who you've meet. Mrs. Johnson and Dr. Hoffman" She introduced all the members of the household.
After further questions and confirming Victoria seemed fit for the job, Elizabeth began to give her a tour of the house. They came across a staircase that travelled up to a bright and colorful bedroom, loud music played as a teenage girl sat in a chair that hung from the ceiling.
"Carolyn" Elizabeth called up, the teenage girl spun around in her chair. A bored and snappy look on her face. "Carolyn, this is Ms. winters" She introduced, Carolyn got off the chair leaning against the doorframe "you're from New York" "I am" Victoria said back.
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Eternal lovers || Barnabas Collins x Reader (Fem.)
RomanceBarnabas Collins x Reader (Fem.) A Soulmates to lover's fanfiction about Barnabas and (Name). After working for the Collins family for years, the youngest (and one of the only) housemaids, (name), begins to feel like she belongs there. But after a...